Striving to Become the Ideal Man in a World of Reversed Chastity - Chapter 3: My Classmate Kashima-san ③

“Uh, hello? Hey, Kashima-san?”

“…Eh!? Ah, umm… eh!?”

When I called out several times to Kashima-san who had frozen up, she finally responded.

“Oh, good. You suddenly froze and it startled me.”

“N-no!? T-t-that’s because you… huh? W-wait? Um, let’s see… eh!?”

Kashima-san seemed to have regained her senses, but she still appeared confused. Well, it didn’t really matter, she’d probably return to normal soon.

“…Ah, I-I get it! You’re angry because I joked earlier about touching your chest, right? S-s-sorry, that was really just a joke so please don’t worry about it!”

“Huh? I’m not angry at all, and it wasn’t a joke either. Oh, would you like to touch them now?”

“W-what? Wait… WHAT!? Kyaaaaaaaa!?”

When I said this and started unbuttoning my shirt, Kashima-san panicked and let out a loud voice. Seeing Kashima-san flustered like this, I was laughing quite a bit internally.

(T-this is bad… her reaction is exactly like mine or Shima’s!)

I found it pretty amusing that Kashima-san was panicking in a virgin-like way just like us. And before I knew it, I was starting to enjoy this situation.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, Kashima-san?”

“Hey! What are YOU doing, Kurahashi-kun!? D-doing something like that! I-I can see everything!!”

“Huh? But if I don’t show you, you can’t touch it, right?”

“Eh!? Ah… um…”

Saying that, I unbuttoned my shirt completely, letting my body partially show.

Yet Kashima-san, with her face bright red, wasn’t making any move. She wasn’t trying to touch me at all.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to touch?”

“Eh… ah, w-well… um…”

Kashima-san seemed like she was about to short-circuit. Well, I understood how she felt—if I were in the same situation, I’d be 100% chickening out too.

After all, no matter how much we loved erotic things, we were still virgins, right? There was no way we could handle a sudden erotic event. Actually, if we could handle it, we wouldn’t still be virgins.

But seeing Kashima-san, a fellow hormone-driven high school student who loved erotic things, continuing to chicken out… Well, as a comrade, I couldn’t just leave her like this.

“…Sigh, can’t be helped. Here.”

“W-wait, huh!? Ah…!”

So I grabbed Kashima-san’s hesitant arm and brought her hand close to my chest.

Well, even with all this help, Kashima-san probably wouldn’t do anything. After all, the Kashima-san in this world seemed to be like me—perverted but extremely timid…

— SQUEEZE SQUEEZE SQUEEZE SQUEEZE SQUEEZE!

That’s what I’d thought, but in an instant, Kashima-san grabbed my chest and started kneading it.

“Hey, what happened to it being a joke!? You’re totally touching me!!”

“S-shut up!! You’re the one who invited me! T-this is… the real thing… h-hehe…”

“Huh? The real thing?”

“Eh!? I-I didn’t say anything!?”

Kashima-san shook her head vigorously, but she had absolutely no intention of stopping her breast-fondling actions. Well, it was fine since Kashima-san seemed to be really enjoying herself.

“But hey, are you having fun fondling my chest? I don’t have much fat, and I have muscles, so isn’t it hard and rough?”

“What! How can you say that with such an insanely sexy body!?”

“I-insanely?”

“Yes, that’s right! A muscular yet slender build… this is sexy no matter how you look at it! Haa… haa…!”

“O-okay…”

I see, so in this world, muscles seemed quite important. I guess I would be considered the ‘busty type’? Well, I didn’t really understand, but I was glad I seriously played soccer in the real world.

While thinking about such things as Kashima-san continued fondling me, the warning bell signaling the start of class began to ring.

“Alright, that’s enough. Let’s hurry and prepare to return to the classroom.”

“Eh…? Ah, yeah, got it… yeah…”

When I said that, Kashima-san visibly deflated.

Hmm, how should I put this… Kashima-san was making the kind of face someone made when they’d found an amazing erotic image, but when they looked away for a moment, it’d already been deleted.

Huh? Why such a specific example? Hehe.

(I can totally understand exactly what Kashima-san is feeling right now…)

I guessed people who loved erotic things during puberty didn’t change their core nature even if their concept of chastity was reversed.

(Sigh, really, what am I going to do…)

This might be happening in a dream world, but I was also one of those sexually frustrated virgin teenagers, just like Kashima-san.

So I couldn’t just leave a comrade looking dejected in front of me.

Even if this was just a dream world… I should make Kashima-san happy all the way through!

“But Kashima-san, you’re amazing.”

“…Eh? W-what are you talking about?”

I spoke to the dejected Kashima-san while taking supplies from the prep room.

“I was just surprised at how good you are at touching my chest. It felt really good.”

“Eh!? Really!? I-I see, h-hehe, I-I see… hehehe!”

“Yeah, it’s true. So… I bet Kashima-san is really good at sex too.”

“T-that’s obviously true! I-I’ve made every boy I’ve had sex with finish properly! Everyone has said it felt really good!!”

The previously dejected Kashima-san quickly perked up and started talking this way. But the way she suddenly started speaking rapidly suggested she was a virg— no, never mind.

“Oh, is that so? That’s really impressive. Haha, then I’m looking forward to it.”

“Yeah, that’s right! …Wait, eh? Looking forward to… what?”

“Huh? What are you saying? Kashima-san is going to take my virginity, right?”

“Eh… EHHH!? Y-you were serious about that!?”

“Eh? Does Kashima-san not want to?”

When I said that, Kashima-san turned red and froze again.

“C-could it be… K-Kurahashi-kun was just pretending to be serious all along… and is actually an incredible player?”

“Haha, that’s not true. If I were a player, I wouldn’t be a virgin, right?”

“W-well but… t-then… eh? W-why me?”

“Why? Hmm, let’s see… I guess if I’m going to have sex for the first time, I’d prefer it to be with a cute girl like Kashima-san.”

“C-cute!? M-me!?”

Kashima-san showed the most surprised expression of the day.

“Huh? You look like this is the first time someone’s called you that.”

“O-of course it is! This is the first time anyone’s said something like that to me! C-cute!? Me?? Eh?? R-really!?”

“Eh? You’ve really never been called cute before?”

I found that surprising, but I see. In this world, Kashima-san was a teenager who loved erotic things.

Yuji also mentioned that boys kept their distance from Kashima-san because she was too perverted.

“C-cute? M-me? T-to Kurahashi-kun? H-hehe… hehehe…”

“…Well, whatever. Anyway, I’m looking forward to when Kashima-san invites me. Shall we head back to the classroom now?”

“H-hehehe… wait, eh!? W-wait! Wait a minute!”

Saying that, we left the prep room and returned to the classroom. The dejected Kashima-san was gone.

Instead, I had created an extremely suspicious-acting Kashima-san… but that was fine.

After all, this was just my dream, right? Tomorrow I’d wake up from this dream and return to my normal life, so it didn’t matter.