When My Girlfriend Cheated On Me And Spread Rumors That I Was A Guy Who Would Sleep With Anyone, I Decided To Just Accept It And Ended Up Dating The Most Slutty Girl In School. - Chapter 27: Cloister Black.

Cloister Black.

Hanabusa Kirara is feared as the school’s top sex master and the coolest girl around, known for supposedly having a hundred conquests.

Of course, this is an outright lie, but nevertheless, many girls come to Kirara for love advice.

From how to attract men to concerns about sex, and naturally, dating advice is also sought.

But honestly, what do you even do on a date?

This might be a complex question that everyone, from children to adults, continues to ponder for eternity.

Even if there are as many types of dates as there are people, the hard part about being the coolest girl is that you have to respond coolly when asked.

So far, Kirara has managed with knowledge from shoujo manga and romantic comedies, but to give more convincing advice, experiencing it firsthand is the best way.

“Besides, giving advice about dates when I’ve never been on one feels kind of guilty.”

That’s why Kirara wanted to go on a date.

“…Also, I’m just an ordinary girl, and even if it’s just a pretense, I’d like to experience something like a date with a boy.”

Is there any guy who could refuse when a sweet, sexy, and cute virgin girl otaku, hiding behind a mask of a promiscuous girl, says this with a red face?

No!

In fact, there’s no reason to refuse at all.

It’s a request from a very dear benefactor.

Naoki himself would love to go on a date with Kirara.

Flirting with Kirara would even hurt Chiharu, making it more than just a win-win situation.

It’s like hitting a hundred dragons with one stone.

However, there is one problem.

“…I might not have any clothes suitable for a date with you, Kirara.”

Naoki is a die-hard otaku.

If he had money to spend on clothes, he’d rather buy games, manga, or otaku merchandise.

Back in middle school, he had a strikingly beautiful girlfriend, so he didn’t care about fashion and ended up as a high schooler without any sense of style.

The clothes he owns are either lame ones he picked up from the sale racks at Uniqlo or otaku-themed collaboration T-shirts.

While he was dating Chiharu, he thought it was fine.

Fashion was for those who wanted to be popular. If a guy with a girlfriend tried to be popular, it would be impure. He didn’t need to attract other girls besides Chiharu. That was his mindset, and he rejected fashion. As an otaku, he felt that dressing fashionably might diminish his otaku spirit.

However, Naoki now realizes his mistake.

For this date, they plan to go to a place that would appeal to the general public, serving as conversation fodder for Kirara.

There’s even a possibility of running into their classmates.

By now, the two are famous around the school, so even if they don’t know others, it’s likely others know them.

Going to such a place dressed in what could be called a middle schooler’s fashion disaster, with “Cloister Black” printed on it and a mysterious string hanging from the chest, would not only embarrass Naoki but also make Kirara a laughingstock.

Since he’s playing the role of Kirara’s boyfriend, Naoki has to fully commit to this role play.

So, what should he do?

As you might expect, Kirara steps in to save the day.

“Hey, Asshi! Do you know who I am? I’m Kirara-chan, the level 99 cool gal!”

Being a self-proclaimed cool girl, fashion skills are essential.

According to her, fashion isn’t something that stands alone.

No matter how stylish a piece of clothing is, it can look terribly out of place with the wrong combination.

Conversely, even the most unfashionable clothes can appear stylish if paired well.

“Besides, you’re currently under a handsome buff, so unless you wear something truly outrageous, you’ll look good in almost anything.”

There’s a popular image on the internet that illustrates this.

It shows a handsome guy and an unattractive guy wearing both cheap and expensive clothes.

The handsome guy looks good in an outfit costing just a few thousand yen, while the unattractive guy still looks unattractive even in clothes worth tens of thousands of yen.

It’s like those Uniqlo ads where you see a good-looking foreign model wearing the clothes, buy the same outfit, and it doesn’t look good at all.

“…I get what you’re saying, but I really don’t want to agree.”

“Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not saying it’s all about looks. You can improve your appearance significantly with effort and creativity.”

“Someone like me?”

“Someone like you.”

Kirara replied to Naoki’s sarcasm.

“But you’re a genuine beauty.”

“That’s the technique—making it look that way. I’ve put a lot of effort into my hair, makeup, dieting, posture, expressions, and many other things! All for cosplay, though.”

Even though it doesn’t seem like it, that’s probably also part of Kirara’s technique.

“Cuteness can be created. But it’s not easy.”

“Exactly.”

With a serious nod, Kirara started sifting through Naoki’s wardrobe.

“Wow! This collab T-shirt was super popular! It sold out on the first day, and I couldn’t get one at all!”

“Oh, that. I really wanted it, so I skipped school in the morning to stand in line.”

“Really?! That’s so rebellious!”

“Is it?”

“It is! I’ve never skipped school in my life!”

“Kirara, you’re surprisingly serious. Must be your good upbringing.”

She always neatly arranges her shoes, never forgets to say “Excuse me” when visiting Naoki’s house, and properly puts her hands together to say “Itadakimasu” and “Gochisosama” before and after meals. Though minor, these actions reflect a sense of refinement.

“T-That’s not true!”

“There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s admirable.”

On the other hand, Chiharu had no shortage of questionable behaviors.

However, Naoki chose not to mention them.

Despite being a terrible person and an ex-girlfriend, comparing her flaws to Kirara’s strengths and discussing them humorously felt wrong.

Even if she was a flawed individual, there was a time when Naoki genuinely loved her and believed she was the one. He didn’t want to deny the happiness they once shared, even if that love had ended.

Amidst the conversation, while Kirara searched through Naoki’s wardrobe for suitable clothes, they got sidetracked reminiscing about their favorite collab T-shirts, much like getting lost in an old manga during cleaning.

“…Ah, I see how it is…”

Kirara, with a gentle smile, looked at him with the same expression as someone being shown a supposedly unbeatable deck by a novice card game player.

“How about we go shopping for some clothes before the date?”

“…Sorry to have you help me all the time….”

***

“Hey, did you hear? The slut and the playboy are going on a date at Fantasy Land this Sunday.”

“Really? I’m planning to go there with my boyfriend, too.”

“No way! That’s so cool! I wish I could have a theme park date with my boyfriend too!”

“Well, first, you need to get a boyfriend.”

“Ugh… But if everyone’s talking about declining birth rates, shouldn’t schools teach how to find a boyfriend?”

“In what class, exactly?”

“Science, obviously.”

“35 liters of water, 20 kilograms of carbon, 4 liters of ammonia, 1.5 kilograms of lime, 800 grams of phosphorus, 250 grams of salt, 100 grams of saltpeter, 80 grams of sulfur, 7.5 grams of fluorine, 5 grams of iron, 3 grams of silicon, and trace amounts of 15 other elements…”

“He’s gone!”

“ “Hahahahaha!” “

(What idiots.)

Chiharu inwardly sneered at the girls in the class, who were mimicking a kneeling pose with their hands together as if in mock supplication.

She didn’t quite get it, but it was probably some lame otaku joke.

She recalled a time when Naoki had said something similar about knowing the ingredients of a human being.

He’s generally a funny guy, but his tendency to throw in cringeworthy otaku jokes out of nowhere is one of his bad traits.

(…Isn’t this indirectly provoking me?)

She had never been to Fantasy Land, but she knew it was a trendy amusement park known for being Instagram-worthy.

Naoki, who’s more of a homebody and an otaku, wouldn’t usually want to go to such a place.

There could only be one reason for him to go to a place like that.

It was to get back at her.

He intended to show off, creating the appearance of a perfect couple by flirting with that slut in a popular date spot where other students might see them.

In terms of date quality, her experiences with Takashi were far superior, but they didn’t go to places frequented by high school kids. Considering the impact of the story, word of mouth from witnesses is undeniably more powerful than a boast without witnesses.

At this rate, Kirara’s sophisticated date stories will be overshadowed, and the talk of the school next week will be dominated by the amusement park date of the slut and the playboy.

(I won’t allow that!)

Chiharu was not one to lose easily.

She had always seen Kirara as a rival.

Why was a slut like her considered the most beautiful girl in school, while she, who was so pure, was only second?

Chiharu was not happy with the situation, feeling as though Naoki had been stolen from her.

The thought of those two being seen as superior to her was absolutely unacceptable.

So, there was only one thing to do.

Chiharu quickly sent a message to Takashi, expressing her desire for a date.

“Of course, but does that mean you’re inviting me for a nighttime date with some fun afterward?”

(Absolutely not, you perverted jerk! I’ll rip it off!)

Takashi was a guy who only ever seemed to think about sex.

Moreover, he was quick and short-lasting in bed, and there was nothing good about his performance.

However, this also meant that as long as she dangled the bait of sex, she could easily manipulate him.

As usual, Chiharu subtly hinted at the possibility, skillfully steering Takashi to do exactly what she wanted.