"Issei! Did you catch yesterday's episode of Doki Doki Blast?"
"Hehe, of course! Saki-chan's boobs were huge! I wanna squeeze them so bad!"
"Too bad they censored the nipples. Damn censorship!"
Yusuke glanced around the classroom and spotted a trio hanging out at the back. A glasses-wearing boy was casually sitting on a desk, surrounded by two others, one with messy brown hair, the other completely bald.
The brown-haired guy was Issei Hyoudou, the glasses kid was Motohama, and the bald one was Matsuda. Together, they were known around Kuoh Academy as the notorious perverted trio.
They talked about an ecchi anime without lowering their voices, as if afraid no one could hear them. Issei held his hand out, wiggling his fingers with a longing look on his face, imagining himself holding boobs.
"Gross!"
"Ew, seriously, keep it down, you're disgusting!"
"Ugh, can you not talk about that stuff here?"
"Why do they even think this is okay to say out loud?"
"Stay away from them or you'll get pregnant!"
The class had an overwhelming ratio of girls to boys, with only four boys and over thirty girls, and almost all of them were staring at the trio with disgust.
Yusuke walked to his seat, put down his school bag, and sat down. He took out his smartphone. At first, when he saw the scene, he was very surprised and wondered if kids these days were really that open about their desires. But after a few days, he had already gotten used to it.
"I swear this place is freaking strange. Women here are leagues above the ones from my previous life, but there are way too many oddballs, too," Yusuke thought as he scrolled through TikPok. He didn't know much about Japan, but he was sure he'd never heard of a place called Kuoh in this country. He was sure that he was reborn in some kind of alternate world.
When he first woke up in this world, he thought he had just been reborn in another body or something. But soon, he realized that although the history was mostly similar to his previous life, there were plenty of differences. For example, some famous US presidents were the same, but most others weren't.
There was also no Elio Kusk, no Jeff Basous, and no Ukrainian war, among other things.
He also tried calling his friends and even his exes, but the numbers either belonged to strangers or were no longer in service. Searching for them on social media turned up the same, either strangers with the same names or nothing at all.
In the end, he accepted that he was in another world.
"Hyoudou, Matsuda, get back to your seats!" The homeroom teacher walked in and called out without even glancing around the classroom, then headed straight to his desk.
Yusuke put away his phone and turned his attention to the blackboard. As soon as the teacher started talking, waves of sleepiness hit him. His eyelids grew heavy, he yawned, opened a book in front of him, and soon fell asleep.
No matter the world, it seemed Yusuke was doomed to struggle with school.
The day went by fast, and Yusuke slept through most of the classes, except English. That class had a hot young teacher who liked wearing black stockings, and that kept him wide awake.
"Yu-kun, wake up, class is over." Suddenly, Yusuke felt something sticky on his cheek. He opened his eyes slowly and saw Murayama's smiling face, her finger poking his cheek.
"Already?" Yusuke got up and touched his cheek, but it was dry. 'Strange, why did I feel something wet earlier? Maybe I was dreaming...' He packed his things and asked, "You have club activities?"
Club activities weren't mandatory at Kuoh Academy, but since the school was well-funded, most students joined clubs anyway. Yusuke, however, had no interest in joining. He figured the time spent on that could be better used thinking up ways to make money.
He might have been a loser in his past life, but he still had the experience of an adult. Maybe he could find some opportunities to invest in something or pick up some freelance work to earn some cash.
"Yes," Murayama said quickly, her cheeks slightly flushed for some reason. She hurried toward the classroom door, waved at him, and called out, "I'll be late, see you later, Yu-Kun." Without waiting for his reply, she ran off like she was afraid of something.
"...What's wrong with her?" Yusuke muttered, then shook his head. He shrugged and left the classroom, too. Whatever her problem was, it wasn't his concern. They weren't that close after all, he barely knew anything about her besides her name.
Yusuke, with his bag slung over one shoulder, wandered around the school. He had only been here for a week, and he hadn't explored the whole campus yet.
Since Kuoh School had been an all-girls school until just two years ago, the number of girls still far outnumbered the boys. This was probably one of the few things Yusuke actually liked about going to school here, seeing energetic girls in short skirts showing off their thighs was a small bright spot in his day. Maybe he could find a girlfriend soon.
Hopefully, he wouldn't get dumped within three months this time.
"Alright, let's set a goal, at least four months before getting dumped!" Yusuke clenched his fist and cheered to himself. Reality had slapped him hard, and emotional scars had pushed his expectations for relationships so low they were almost nonexistent.
He walked up and toward the rooftop. From that high point, he wanted to take in the whole scene before deciding where to go next.
Thud!
Yusuke barely had time to turn before a girl appeared out of nowhere. Her movements were lightning fast. Before he could react, she pushed him hard against the wall and slammed her hand down right beside his head.
"Ah!" Yusuke cried out in surprise, caught completely off guard by the sudden move. He stared at the girl pressed against him with wide eyes, his mind racing. 'What is going on? Wait a second... is this the legendary kabedon? No, no, what the hell am I even thinking about right now?!'
She wore spectacles that caught the light, her gold-colored eyes gleaming with mischief. Her lightly messy brunette hair was tied into braids on each side, giving her a casual but unique look. A smirk played on her lips, and her eyes narrowed just enough to make it clear she was teasing him. Her hand pressed firmly on the wall next to his head, trapping him in place.
"Hey, Yu-kun, do you want to fuck?" The girl leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered. At the same time, her other hand grabbed his rod.
'What in the flying fuck?!' Yusuke's brain froze. This was way too much, even for him. Instinctively, both his hands pushed her away, but in the process, his hand accidentally touched her modest breasts.
"You are... Aika Kiryuu, right? Do you even know what you're doing?!" he blurted out, eyes wide in disbelief.
This chick was his classmate, though he could barely remember her name because what really stuck with him was how, whenever their eyes met in class, he caught her staring at him, more precisely, at his lower region. He'd also heard rumors about her being a pervert, so Yusuke had already added her to his "oddball" list.
"Fufufu, calling me by my name like that, I like it~" Aika Kiryuu chuckled, biting her lip. She took a step back and said, "I want you to have sex with me. So, do you want to?" As she spoke, her hand started to grope her breasts while she stared at him with those naughty eyes.
"..." Yusuke didn't reply. He scanned the area, eyes searching for a hidden camera. From his long, miserable love history and the stories he'd heard in his past life, he knew about setups like this, women tempting men just to blackmail them later. He shot her a cold glance and said, "Not interested."
Without waiting for her reply, Yusuke turned and walked away like he was escaping, quickly fading from Aika's sight.
Aika stayed rooted where she stood, eyes fixed on the spot where Yusuke disappeared. She chuckled softly, "Fufufu, resisting me... I like it~" Bringing the hand that had grabbed him earlier up to her face, she took a deep breath. "Yu-kun's smell~ Ahn~ I'll never wash this hand~"
Her expression twisted into pure delight as she breathed heavily, her other hand already sliding between her legs...
...
Yusuke twisted the key and opened the apartment door. Without bothering to take off his shoes, he tossed his school bag onto the floor and flopped down on the sofa. One arm covered half his face while the other hung loosely at his side. He muttered, "What's wrong with that chick?!"
The scene from earlier hit him like a ton of bricks, even though he'd lived two lifetimes, well, one lifetime plus a week. Honestly, any normal person would be shocked if a girl suddenly stopped them and grabbed their dick out of nowhere.
Yusuke stood up and headed to the kitchen to make something to eat. He lived alone in this small apartment he'd inherited from his father; his mother had run off with another man, and his father died not long after from grief and depression.
Like father, like son. Both of them had the worst luck with women.
He made some scrambled eggs and a salad, then opened his laptop to look for ways to make money. Unfortunately, after a whole week of searching, he still hadn't found anything promising.
...
The next day, Yusuke washed up, put on his school uniform, and left for school.
"Yu-kun!" On the way, Murayama was waiting for him at the crossroads. She jogged over with a bright smile, "Good morning!"
"Good morning, Murayama," Yusuke greeted casually, still distracted by what happened yesterday. He didn't even notice the faint blush that quickly appeared and disappeared on her cheeks.
Yusuke had only been in this world for a short time, and he still hadn't fully adjusted to his new life. For example, he often forgot to add the proper suffixes when calling people's names, which sometimes led to awkward misunderstandings.
Today, they had EP first period. Yusuke went to the locker room and changed into his gym clothes. Strangely, he was the only one there; the perverted trio wasn't around.
"Kill them!"
"Damn perverts!"
His question was quickly answered when, running on the track field behind the other girls, he saw a group of girls chasing the trio with wooden and metal sticks.
"Heh, youth," Yusuke muttered, staring at the scene with envy. It was nice to be young, even if his body was young, but his mind wasn't.
After the EP period ended quickly, Yusuke returned to the locker room to change clothes and took a quick shower. Kuoh Academy was very well equipped; it seemed they had strong backing and funding. The showers were much cleaner and more spacious.
"Where did they go? I swear I put them there!" Yusuke muttered as he put on his school uniform, unable to find his gym clothes anywhere. He searched around but came up empty. "Who the fuck stole them? Damn it!"
The image of a man stealing his clothes brought back memories from his previous life, sending goosebumps across his skin. He felt the urge to throw up.
He wanted to report the matter to the teacher, but when he saw the impatient look she gave him, he decided against it.
On second thought, he didn't want to know who took them. It was better to just buy a new set. The shock from his previous life brought up his PTSD, and he was a little scared to face the truth.
The day passed quickly, and Yusuke spent most of it either sleeping or messing around on his phone, ignoring the lectures.
He knew he had to pay more attention in class, but he just couldn't bring himself to.
He'd leave that problem for future Yusuke to deal with.
Yusuke bade farewell to Murayama, who had her club activities, and then left the school.
"Should I make some steak today for dinner? But I'm tight on money this month..."
"Yu-kun~!" On the way back, he suddenly heard someone calling. When he turned around, he found the freak glasses girl running toward him, waving her hand, her two braids swaying energetically in the air.
Yusuke turned back and walked away, ignoring her. His steps quickened. But after a short while, the girl who had been running caught up to him and suddenly threw herself onto his back.
"Hahh... hahh... Yu-kun, you're so mean~!"
Aika clung to his back, her chest heaving against him as she struggled to catch her breath. Even this short chase had left the non-athletic girl short of breath.
"Why... are you... ignoring me~?" she whined between gasps, puffing out her cheeks in an exaggerated pout.
Yusuke's face darkened. He grabbed her hands and yanked her off him, then said coldly, "Let go, bitch! I don't know what games you're playing, but I ain't in the mood to play with you."
"Games? What do you mean? Yu-kun, I like you."
Aika blinked at his hostility, her gaze drifting down to his pants. She formed a circle with one finger while pushing another finger inside it, smirking.
"I saw you're packing something nice. Wanna fuck me? Not interested in sex?"
'Kyaaa~! Yu-kun called me a bitch! So hot~ If he slapped me now, I'd cum instantly~'
"Hey, where are you going?!" Aika became anxious as she saw him ignoring her and walking away, so she followed close behind. "I'm serious, let's fuck! I bet it's gonna be fun!"
"Stop!"
"Slow down, my legs hurt!"
Aika kept following him, pulling his shirt and complaining as she struggled to keep up. When they neared his apartment, Yusuke finally stopped, grabbed the hand holding his shirt, and asked, "What's your goal here? Where's the camera?"
"If you keep pestering me like this, I will call the cops on you for extortion and blackmail."
Aika blushed when he held her hand. Wait! They were holding hands! How lewd~! But then confusion spread across her face. "Blackmailing? Camera? What camera?"
"Ah! I got it," Aika suddenly understood what he meant and laughed cheekily. "No wonder you kept turning me down, so you thought this was some kind of trap!"
"Phew! For a moment, I thought my charm was that low," she said, patting her chest in relief.
"..." Yusuke.
"Here's my bag, search it if you want. This is my phone too." Aika shoved her schoolbag into his hands with unexpected seriousness. Then she took out her phone, before grabbing her blazer with a sudden wink. "If you're still not satisfied... You can search my uniform too~"
Seeing her action, Yusuke was shaken. Did he misjudge her? He held her school bag and searched it quickly, but didn't find anything suspicious. He handed it back to her and asked, "You really just want to do it with me?"
"Yes!" Aika replied with a naughty smile.
"Why?"
"Because~" She leaned in until their noses almost touched. "I like you."
...
The book just launched! Don't hold back! Throw your power stones at it!