Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [35]

Chiba Shuuichi certainly hadn’t expected his casual swipe of one suppository would spark such wild speculation from the school nurse.

His current situation was rather grim. Akiyama Tsuki had enjoyed herself thoroughly, but the aftermath left him burning up—he’d had to mentally chant calming mantras several times just to ease the frustration.

By the time he returned to class, everyone from PE had already filed back in. Nobody cared where he’d been or if he’d skipped class. He might as well have been invisible.

Only Uchida Yae leaned over curiously. “Did Nase-sensei give you a hard time?”

“Why would she? I was just being considerate about her health,” Chiba replied lightly, settling back into his seat.

Uchida was momentarily speechless, giving him a thumbs-up. “You really have changed, Chiba. Handling a situation like that so smoothly—pretty impressive.”

Chiba inwardly smirked. You have no idea what I’ve been up to. Better keep that to myself.

“Ah…” Uchida suddenly sighed. “Feels like you're becoming more and more like a sociable normie now. The gap between us is only widening.”

“The gap between me and a lolicon is pretty wide, true, but don't forget—you’ve got a beautiful sister. Who knows, maybe we’ll even become relatives someday,” Chiba teased good-naturedly.

Being friendless in school could indeed be miserable.

“Oh yeah!” Uchida visibly brightened. “Now I actually hope things work out between my sister and your cousin. Although, I feel kinda guilty toward your cousin—hope he manages to survive…”

Chiba twitched slightly, accepting the good intentions. “I’ll thank you on his behalf.”

“You’re welcome,” Uchida replied earnestly, before immediately starting another sermon on the wonders of lolis.

Chiba firmly declined. He had zero interest in such illegal things. Even someone like Akiyama Tsuki, a supposed ice-queen student council president worshipped by boys, barely piqued his interest. What appeal could lolis possibly have?

Math class was boring. Although he’d mostly forgotten his previous life’s knowledge, flipping through textbooks easily jogged his memory. That applied strictly to universally transferable subjects like English and math, though.

University courses in Japan were divided into general education and specialized classes—he could handle math, but classical literature or advanced subjects were hopeless without residual memories from his host.

Bored, Chiba pulled out his phone, sending identical messages to both Ogawa Sayuki and Akiyama Tsuki.

[Send legs?]

Without waiting for replies—or caring how Tsuki, trembling excitedly in class, discreetly snapped pictures beneath her desk, or how Sayuki secretly glanced at her messages behind Fumika’s back—he messaged Ogawa Fumika next.

[Class is so boring. Miss you, Fumika-san. I wish I could sneak back home right now and hug you from behind.]

Fumika replied almost immediately.

[I miss you too, Chiba-kun… but pay attention in class, okay? I’ll wait here for you—I won’t go anywhere.]

[What do you miss, exactly?] Chiba teased.

[I… miss being hugged by you…] Fumika replied shyly.

[Is just hugging really enough?]

[…Chiba-kun, don't be so mean. Saying things like that is so embarrassing…]

[Shy Fumika-san is adorable too.]

Fumika fell quiet after that—likely flustered and blushing furiously again.

Chiba suddenly felt grateful to Ogawa Sayuki. If it weren’t for Sayuki diligently protecting her easily-flustered older sister, he might never have gotten this lucky.

Just then, Tsuki’s reply arrived: a photo clearly snapped discreetly. The daring angle, taken secretly beneath her skirt, captured glimpses of blue-and-white stripes.

Normally, such a shot would be dark and unclear, but Tsuki’s seat was perfectly bathed in sunlight, illuminating even beneath her skirt.

The unique perspective made Chiba feel like he’d actually snuck into her class, hiding under her desk and peeking upward.

This is thrilling!

Maybe deciding it wasn’t clear enough, Tsuki sent another photo. This time, she'd boldly lifted her skirt, photographing directly downward onto her absolute territory. Bathed in sunlight, her creamy thighs were especially enticing, almost radiating a golden, holy glow—perfectly suitable for an angelic CG in a game.

Chiba replied approvingly with:

[Thumbs-up Pony.jpg]

Just then, a paper ball hit him squarely on the head. He glanced over, noticing Uchida desperately signaling, but it was too late.

“Chiba, come up to the board and answer this question,” the math teacher called from the front.

Chiba pocketed his phone, calmly went up, and answered easily. Since he wasn’t a math major, the question’s difficulty was minimal. The teacher, satisfied, let him return to his seat without comment.

By the time Chiba reopened his phone, several new messages from Ogawa Fumika awaited him.

[I want to kiss Chiba-kun again… it felt so good…]

[I miss your scent, Chiba-kun…]

[I want your hands touching me again…]

[I want your eyes locked only on me…]

[And… I want to do something that makes Chiba-kun feel good too…]

Chiba’s heart raced at her open longing. Clearly, after prolonged loneliness, Fumika-san was even less restrained than he was after their recent intimacy. He wanted to tease back—“Tell me exactly what things feel good.”

But considering just typing these messages probably took every ounce of courage she possessed, he refrained.

[I’ll be back around four this afternoon, Fumika-san. Wait for me~]

[Okay!] she replied eagerly.

No sooner had he finished chatting with Fumika than Sayuki messaged, almost as if she'd timed it deliberately after her sister finished texting.

[Are photos really that satisfying? Wouldn't seeing the real thing be better? I seem to recall you staring pretty shamelessly yesterday.]

[I’d love to see you in person. Why, Sayuki-san, planning to visit the school? I can send you my location so you can navigate over.]

[Hmph, little pervert!]

[I distinctly remember yesterday—Sayuki-san deliberately put your legs up on the desk for me to see. And when I cooperatively leaned in closer for a better look, you quickly withdrew. If I’d seen enough yesterday, would I still be daydreaming about it in class today?]

Sayuki, clearly pleased, fired back stubbornly:

[When did I deliberately do anything? You’re the pervert—stop making excuses!]

[I have proof. You sent thigh photos before, obviously to seduce an energetic young man like me.]

[You—! The chat records are right there, how dare you twist the truth? You asked first!]

[What chat records? Screenshot them, please? All I remember is you suddenly sending thigh pics unprompted.]

Chiba confidently responded, knowing Sayuki would have surely deleted those incriminating records to avoid her sister seeing them.

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