The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best - Chapter 148

“Oh, it’s a boy!”

“It’s not that girl.”

“Wow, they really came!”

During class, such murmurs escape from the students sitting by the window. They immediately draw everyone’s attention. Of course, since it’s during class, they get scolded by Satou-sensei, the math teacher…

“You two, you’re in class. If you’re going to look, do it more quietly. And everyone else, look secretly so you don’t get caught.”

Huh? That’s strange. I get up by myself, but also lower my waist slightly and look outside.

Oh… is that it?

Everyone stood up quietly, just like me, but their subsequent actions were surprisingly bold. Everyone gathered at the windows all at once.

Oh, oooooh!?

I also get swept up in it and drift to the window, but I feel a soft sensation everywhere – on my back, arms, waist, and everywhere else…

“I, I’m sorry.”

Without even meaning to, I reflexively utter an apology, not directed at anyone in particular, but

“No, it’s okay.”

“Yeah.”

“Hehe.”

“Touch more.”

It’s Saori, Nanako, Tsukune, Sachiko, and the others, isn’t it? They’re taking advantage of the confusion and getting even closer. They’re still huddled together, but they’ve turned their faces outward.

They’re my fiancé, so it’s fine… right!? But, um, just a little…

Who is it? Someone’s hand, not Saori’s or anyone else’s, is gently touching my chest. Is this what it feels like to be groped on a crowded train? I wonder, as I look around nervously, thinking about something so trivial.

Where is it coming from…?

However, since that hand had already been withdrawn, I couldn’t tell… but I could. It was Satou-sensei. She was looking this way and winking. And she was mouthing,

Sa? I? Ko? U? …it’s Saikou. And that Satou-sensei is holding up one finger. Does that mean one more time? Haa. Really. Satou-sensei does these kinds of pranks sometimes. They say it’s physical affection. As an apology, they offer their chest and say I should touch it too, but they always get scolded by Niiyama-sensei. Niiyama-sensei isn’t here now, so I’ll just let it slide.

Even Satou-sensei, who is like that, has a name tag pinned to her chest, and I guess she’ll be greeting the male students who are coming to school today.

Oh, but right now, more important than that is the male student…

Why are everyone’s faces looking so strange? They were looking outside (at the male students) before me. I was curious, as I immediately turned my gaze out the window as well.

Hmm? Hmm… this is…

The male student was slowly walking behind the probation officer. He’s walking with a lumbering gait, and his shaved head makes him look about the same height as me.

But he’s also big around, so he has a huge presence.

He seems to be looking at the probation officer walking ahead with his head slightly bowed, but it’s hard to shake the feeling that his gaze is directed towards the probation officer’s rear.

No way.

Perhaps it’s because his mouth seems to be smirking. That’s why it looks even more like he’s staring at the rear of the female guard in the miniskirt walking a little ahead.

But you know, in this world, it’s rare for men to see women in a sexual way. That’s not it, is it…

I didn’t know this either, but according to the health and physical education textbook, while there are many men who are naturally inclined that way, there are also a significant number of men who seem to view women not as the opposite sex, but as objects or something similar. The textbook seems to be sugarcoating it quite a bit, but that’s roughly the gist of it.

Also, something else I didn’t know was that men in this world seem to have a long wise period (about 2 days to a week), so they need to plan their childbearing carefully.

When I first learned about that fact (post-coital clarity), I broke out in a cold sweat. I don’t have post-coital clarity. Kaori must be worried about me, too.

I ultimately was convinced it was due to the benefits of healing, but when I think they’re happy, I can’t help but try my best.

Nene-san recently got married, as she was surprised at first, but she’s totally okay with it. In fact, she’s enthusiastic and says she welcomes it. And Mil-san knew before I even told her, so she was proactive from the start. Anyway, I’ve gotten off track, but hey, Nanako next to me looks really red in the face. I think my thoughts must have been leaking out.

I pat their heads and apologize.

Oh?

Suddenly, the probation officer turned towards the male student and spoke to him. They seem to be talking about something.

“Mutsuri-sama, are you tired?”

“Yeah, could you slow down a bit?”

“Yes, I understand.”

What could they be saying? I try to imagine their conversation on my own.

Actually,

“Mutsuri-sama, was that a bit too early?”

“Oink, you’re fast. Walk slower. And by the way, you can’t just lengthen your skirt without permission. You’ll put it back the way it was later, okay?”

“…Yes, I understand.”

However, it seems there’s also a miniskirt version of the probation officer’s uniform. It’s so short it’s a bit hard to know where to look, and as I’m thinking that,

“Taketo-sama, there’s no such thing in the protector’s uniform.”

Immediately with Mil-san,

“Taketo-kun likes miniskirts.”

Nanako reacted as she was facing me.

“If Taketo-sama wishes, anytime.”

I thought I’d take a peek, but no, scratch that. It’s okay. It’s okay, really. Mil-san, don’t nod, and Nanako, you don’t need to give a thumbs up either.

Starting the next day, the skirts of the wives and the girls in my class became about 1cm shorter, and eventually, this trend spread throughout the entire school, but at this time, I didn’t know that yet.

Then, everyone lost interest and returned to their seats, and class resumed, but soon a muscular, well-built male student with pigtails, who for some reason was wearing a skirt, appeared, and everyone was speechless. The protective officer was nowhere to be seen.

I’m sure I wasn’t the only one who breathed a sigh of relief when the last student to appear was a chubby boy who looked familiar.