When an Oblivious Handsome Older Man Went Back in Time and Was Building Harlem - Chapter 30

Right now, I’m in a pinch.

“Wow, Takai-kun really has some muscle? Amazing!!”

I came to school for the cultural festival costume production, but Sasaki-san, who is in charge of the costume production, is touching my body in an unusually clingy way. I thought there would be some contact, like measuring around the body for the costume production, but I never expected to be touched this much.

Thus, the only ones in the classroom right now are Sasaki-san, who is in high spirits, and a girl measuring the other boys. They seem to be chatting while doing it and don’t even glance our way.

(How did it come to this…!!)

No matter how much of an old man I am, it’s bothersome to be touched so intimately by someone who is neither a close friend nor anything like that, and I can’t help but think it might be a crime. On the surface, it just looks like high school students are playing around. I decided to give a warning, thinking it might be necessary.

“Sasaki-san, if possible, I would prefer it if you didn’t touch it too much.”

“Eh? I’m sorry! Then I’ll measure it.”

I think to myself, “Haven’t you measured it yet?” but I hold back. It seems that the Mad Hatter I will play is going to be a hidden character. The reason is that my height didn’t match up with the other kids.

I think the measurements they take are around the neck, chest, waist, arm length, arm thickness, and body length. For the lower half, they use pants or uniforms that I already have, so they only make clothes for the upper half. When they say “make,” they don’t mean making everything from scratch. They buy shirts from thrift stores and add decorations to them.

Sasaki-san is nearly 40 cm shorter than me, so I am measuring with Sasaki-san standing and me sitting on a chair. Sasaki-san says, “I’ll measure now,” and wraps the tape measure around my neck, but her slender fingers brush against my neck, making it very ticklish.

“I-It’s ticklish.”

“Ahaha, sorry, sorry. Takai-kun thinks it’s ticklish too. It makes me feel like you’re human or something. You’re always so perfect.”

Has the neck part ended? I was laughed at while taking notes. I think to myself, I’m not doing this to make her laugh.

“I’m not perfect or anything.”

“Well, you’re always at the top of the tests, good at sports, and handsome. What’s not perfect about you?”

I admit that I’m at the top of my class and good at sports, so I get tongue-tied. But I want to say it. I’m not that handsome, at least not to that extent.

“I’m not a handsome guy. I think you’re overpraising me.”

“That’s a lie! Takai is cool even from a person’s perspective!”

“Y-yeah.”

Another person who was being measured told me I looked cool, so I responded for now. I feel like it wouldn’t be good for me to be too modest about this, so I think I should change the subject here.

“Sasaki-chan, did you measure Takai-kun? We did it over here!”

“I’m sorry, not yet.”

It felt like she was all over me just a moment ago, but it seems like she’s not done yet.

“Then, let’s have Ida-kun measure just the height. I think measuring while standing will give a more accurate number.”

Indeed, said Sasaki-san, and Ida-kun replied, “Roger that!”

“Then, Ida-kun, could I ask you for a favor?”

“Whoa.”

Having finished measuring my height, I still had measurements for my arms and other parts left. The two who had been in class with me until just a moment ago were out of the classroom for different reasons.

“Takai-kun.”

“What’s wrong? If it was hard to measure, I can change positions.”

“That’s not it. The measurements are done! …You see.”

Sasaki-san said that, her face slightly reddening, and stared at me.

“I know that various girls are after Takai-kun. But I won’t lose either.”

Sasaki-san said that as she kissed me and ran towards the restroom. It’s not that I’ve never been kissed before in my life, but it was the first time I had been so forcefully kissed like that.

(Huh, am I being targeted by Sasaki-san too?)

I think to myself, I never used to get attacked like this by the girls in class. I thought, if Midori finds out about this, he’ll tease me a lot.