The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change - Chapter 165-166

Chapter 165: Yuria’s Sudden Entry – Perverted Equivalent Exchange

Phew… I made it just in time.

Hearing the sound of the toilet flushing behind me, I left the restroom, washed my hands, and started heading back to the otaku room.

I’d almost wet myself at this age… and at a classmate’s house, no less.

If I’d actually wet myself, that would’ve been a permanent black mark on my life. Seriously, I’m glad I made it in time.

(Well, considering I’m already cross-dressing as a maid and pretending to be one in front of a classmate, I think I’ve gone far beyond creating black marks on my history.)

“Huh?”

As I walked down the hallway, I heard a loud “What?!” coming from Yuria’s room.

It sounded pretty noisy… Wait, could it be?

I rushed back to the otaku room, pressed my ear against the wall, and began eavesdropping again.

“What? Wait, a maid?!”

“Yeah! She had blonde, curly hair, like someone who came from overseas. Yuria, your family hired a maid, huh?”

“…That idiot.”

Ah, Airi! She went and said something unnecessary!

Not only did she reveal that I left the room, but she also spilled the beans about me pretending to be a maid.

“Huh? Wait, Yuria, are you on bad terms with your maid?”

“Ah, no, it’s nothing like that, but…”

“Oh, right! That maid, she smelled kind of like Ryota. Isn’t that weird?”

“Hold on a sec, Airi. I’m going to check on the maid’s work, so make yourself at home.”

No way… Could it be?

Cold sweat trickled down my back beneath the innerwear I had on under the maid outfit. I glanced nervously toward the door.

Then, Yuria entered, her face looking like that of a demon… This is bad!

“So.”

“Y-Yes?!”

“Ryota, are you defying my orders?”

“S-Sorry!”

“Or have you gotten a taste for cross-dressing in public after that play? Huh?”

Yuria was in full rage mode, glaring sharply and closing the distance between us.

“I-I’m sorry! I really know I messed up!”

“If you’re sorry, why did you leave the room? What were you planning to do if Airi found out?”

“I-I said I’m sorry!”

“If Airi had found out, she’d think I’m some pervert who gets off on making Ryota cross-dress and then doing lewd things!”

“Airi doesn’t even have the imagination for that!”

There’s no way she’d think that. And besides, it’s Airi. That girl? Absolutely not.

Honestly, though, considering Yuria did make me cross-dress and take a ton of pictures, calling her a pervert isn’t completely off the mark, is it?

“For the record, let me make one thing clear: I didn’t dress up like this for some kinky role-play. I left because I really had to use the bathroom. Wetting myself would’ve been a disaster. So please, forgive me, Yuria.”

“Oh, that’s why…? Sorry, Ryota. I got mad and overreacted. It’s just, you’re such a pervert that I thought maybe you’d gotten excited about this kind of thing.”

She keeps calling me a pervert… Well, considering I do stare at her thighs and touch them, maybe I’ve got no room to complain.

“And about the clothes, sorry for that too. I panicked and the story went in a weird direction. If I’d refused to give them to her then and there, Airi might’ve thought it was because I like you or something.”

Yuria apologized while blushing.

Blushing… So she hates the idea of people thinking she likes me that much?

Well, clothes are replaceable, and as long as no one finds out, it’s fine.

“Hey, don’t worry about the clothes, Yuria. That was just a mishap.”

“But! Because of me, Ryota—”

“Clothes are cheap. It’s no big deal… I’m just glad you’re okay, Yuria.”

“R-Ryota… You really are kind—”

“Oh, but in exchange for giving away my clothes, let me have the ones you’re wearing now!”

“…What?”

The moment I said I wanted her freshly worn clothes, Yuria’s gaze turned ice-cold.

Using my clothes as leverage to get Yuria’s freshly worn ones… I’ve officially become the worst perverted alchemist.

“N-No way! And what would you even do with my clothes?”

“That’s… Well, isn’t it obvious?”

“Ugh! You’re the worst! So gross! And embarrassing!”

Yuria began smacking me repeatedly while refusing.

So I can’t get her freshly worn clothes after all… Damn it.

“I can’t believe I thought you were cool, even for a second… You’re such an idiot, Ryota! Why don’t you just stay half-naked!”

“Wait, I can go around half-naked at your house?! Just so you know, I might… um… show some stuff even through my underwear.”

“Ugh! Never mind! Put some clothes on! I’ll take you to a boutique later to buy replacements!”

Flustered and her face bright red, Yuria stormed out of the otaku room.

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Chapter 166: Yuria’s Kindness, Ryota Is Just a Pervert

After a lot of (suggestive) things happened, Yuria told me to stay quietly in the room. So, here I am, still wearing a maid outfit, lazing around in my room as usual.

“Airi sure is staying longer than I expected…”

It’s already been over an hour since Airi arrived.

Well, it’s not like Airi has any way of knowing that I’m here, and Yuria herself seems completely absorbed in her conversation about cosmetics with Airi. There’s no sign of their talk ending anytime soon.

Honestly, it feels like when a mom unexpectedly bumps into a friend at the supermarket and starts chatting forever.

But that’s one of the good things about Yuria.

Even though I’m in the next room and in a bit of a pinch, she doesn’t treat Airi coldly. Instead, she makes sure to properly entertain her as a guest.

That might sound easy, but it’s actually pretty hard to do.

If I were in her shoes and Tanaka barged into the room while I was in the middle of something with Yuria, I’d definitely kick him out immediately. Thinking about it that way, Yuria really is impressive in how composed she is… Well, not that I’d ever actually end up in a situation where I’m doing anything with Yuria in the first place.

“Yuria may usually be a laid-back gyaru, but as her friend, I can tell that deep down, she’s truly kind.”

While I was sitting there acting like some kind of supportive boyfriend from the sidelines, I suddenly heard the door to the next room open and the sound of two people walking down the hallway.

(Oh, is Airi finally leaving?)

Airi has her own stuff to deal with, so if she was able to relax a bit in Yuria’s room, then I guess it was worth me pretending to be a maid.

Summer break isn’t over yet, so next time, I’ll invite her to my place. With the air conditioner blasting, I can entertain her for as many hours as she wants.

I don’t have any ulterior motives. Really. As long as she lets me get a glimpse of those sweaty, massive breasts, that’s all I need.

“Ryota, I’m coming in.”

“O-Oh.”

After seeing Airi off, Yuria came back to the otaku room.

“Airi’s gone now.”

“You two seemed to be having a pretty lively conversation. Meanwhile, I was stuck here, all alone, in this ridiculous outfit.”

“It’s not like I locked you up or anything. Though, yeah, going out would’ve been a disaster.”

That’s exactly what you call being locked up.

“Come on, don’t be so mad. To make it up to you, I’ll pick out some clothes for you. Wanna go to the mall nearby?”

“Yeah… but still, there’s no way I can go outside dressed like this.”

“Figured you’d say that. That’s why I brought you a change of clothes. Just wear what my dad usually wears.”

Yuria pulled out some clothes from a bag she was holding and spread them out in front of me. But…

“Wait, why are all of these Hawaiian shirts?!”

Every single one was a colorful shirt covered in tropical leaves and hibiscus flowers.

“Oh, and I brought sunglasses too. Here, try them on.”

Yuria put the sunglasses on me and smiled, looking satisfied.

I know it’s summer, but this whole flashy, tropical playboy look is a bit much… Airi, just give me my clothes back already.

“Alright, once you change, let’s go shopping, Ryota!”

“Sigh… fine.”