My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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Great! I'll have to go to your house and tell your parents first. What about the ring and stuff?

"Can I borrow that dress?"

Totsuka took the skirt from my hand.

Ah, so that's what you promised... I just instantly became a resident of the futuristic city of Diversity. The sky is the color of an empty channel...

Totsuka was changing clothes behind us. Out of a gentleman's agreement, I didn't turn around.

The timber pedestal next to it was panting.

"Hey, Hachiman, did Orpheus feel the same way on his way back from the Underworld?"

"Who knows?"

Why is this guy trying to connect with me without my consent? Right now, Totsuka is wearing my sister's skirt, so I'm practically Totsuka's older brother. Outsiders, shut up.

Soon after, Totsuka appeared before us, now dressed in a skirt.

"Whoa..."

The wooden base emitted a sound as if its soul had left its body.

"How, for example..."

Totsuka clutched her skirt, rubbing her legs together. She wore a short-sleeved tracksuit top, but this actually created a unisex look, or rather, made her appear like an unpretentious girl, which was quite nice.

It's said that his legs are really beautiful, and his knees are so smooth. If they release a "Totsuka's Knee Mousepad," I really want to buy twenty and stick them all over my body, turning into a monster—Totsuka's Knee Monk—wandering nearby.

"Mr. Totsuka, you're a perfect match."

I almost blurted out "like a real girl." However, Totsuka was fixated on masculinity. In other words, "like a girl" is a taboo phrase. I should approach this rationally.

"Okay, the experimental conditions are met. Now, could you please move to that location?"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Totsuka walked toward the direction I pointed, looking somewhat bewildered.

When he got to a spot ten meters from the school building, I gestured for him to stop.

Totsuka kept stealing glances at the tennis court, worried about being seen by the club members. He seemed rather lecherous.

The timber slab next to me was breathing heavily again.

"Hoo... Totsuka..."

"It's too noisy. Could you please just inhale and not exhale?"

Totsuka looked at me, his eyes asking, "Is it ready yet?"

I took out my phone to check the time.

"Five...four...three...two...one...now!"

A gust of wind blew.

Screams echoed from the distant tennis courts, and dust obscured the view on the other side—the world moved in slow motion.

Her skirt billowed in the wind like a bird taking flight, slowly lifting up. Even the base of her slender, fair thighs was revealed, and he quickly pressed them down with his small hands.

"Wow!"

Totsuka's entire face turned red.

My soul reaches the heavens, soaring into the boundless universe.

"Aa ...

Hachiman Hikigaya, the explosive full text is complete.

I instantly returned to the ground.

It felt like something "ended" and then "began" just now. Was it just my imagination?

The wood-carrying figure looked completely absorbed and shouted loudly beside me.

"Hachiman—!"

Why did this guy call me by my name? And why did he sound like the criminal in the movie "The Line of Justice" saying "Officer—!"?

The wooden stool, hoarse from shouting, collapsed to the ground.

"I just... touched upon a secret of the world..."

"Oh...you've reached that 'realm' too?"

As we were having this exciting and witty conversation, a malicious voice came from the other side of the bicycle parking lot.

"Look, that person is clearly a boy but is wearing a skirt. So cute~"

"I remember he was in the tennis club and was called Prince."

"What should I wear underneath? Let your older sister see?"

Three hot girls, seemingly in their third year of high school, surrounded Totsuka and even grabbed his skirt, trying to lift it up.

"No, don't do this..."

Totsuka tried to resist, but he was outnumbered and his thighs were gradually exposed.

"Mmm... What a despicable tactic!"

Timber clenched his teeth. "I really want to lend a hand... but for now, I'll just wait and see."

That makes sense. I also want to wait and see—to be more specific, I want to see what's under the lifted skirt.

However, Totsuka and I have a promise between men. It would be unmanly of me to stand by and do nothing when he's in trouble.

“Uoooooohhhhhhhhhhh!”

I ran out from behind the bicycle parking lot, yelling, and headed straight for Totsuka.

"Stop! If you're going to take your clothes off, start with my underwear!"

The three women surrounding Totsuka all looked in my direction.

"Wow!"

"What's wrong with that guy?!"

"The naked tribe is charging in!"

They screamed and ran away. They were probably intimidated by my imposing manner.

I ran to Totsuka's side.

"Are you alright? Did they do anything to you?"

"N-nothing...but why aren't you dressed yet?"

"The humans in the Garden of Eden were all naked—that's all I can say."

What were the first humans called? Adam and Adam? God really didn't forbid anything after all! Long live God!

Totsuka was wearing a skirt on her lower body, while my crotch was covered only by a fabric more functional than a fig leaf. The two of us, dressed in strange clothes, made it safely back to the bicycle parking lot.

We were greeted by a wooden stand with a strange smile.

"The experiment was a success."

"yes."

"Finally. The plan."paintingIt will be implemented soon.

"Huh? Oh..."

Uh, why did you call it "Project" without my permission? But it sounds really cool, so let's leave it at that.

"Hachiman, you're sweating a lot."

After Totsuka said that, I realized I was covered in sweat. It was because I'd been running really hard. Totsuka's forehead was also sweating; perhaps being surrounded by a group of girls had startled him. A sweet, fragrant scent wafted into my nostrils. What could possibly smell so good? Honey or pollen? It was clearly bees. Buzz buzz buzz... Plop! That was the sound of my heart being pierced.

The wooden seat, like any other, is a sweaty seat all day long. It sounds like Genghis Khan, how cool.

The three men were drenched in sweat. In that case, there was only one place they needed to go.

"Okay~ I'll treat you to the Super Bathhouse~"

The wooden base revealed a wicked grin.

"Is the coffee and milk used after soaking in the hot spring included in the treat?"

"That goes without saying."

"Cheers to your masculinity."

I shook hands firmly with the timber base.

"So what are we doing here?"

Totsuka looked puzzled.

I and the timber base looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Uh... what are we doing here?"

"I think we were just talking about a plan..."

"Ah, right. Okay, let's do it then."

"Okay, let's do it that way."

I took out my phone and checked the wind direction data.

"Oh, it looks like a nice breeze will come out in fifteen minutes."

I decided to call out Yuihama, who seemed easier to fool, first.

I pressed the call button, and she answered immediately.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Hachiman."

"What's wrong?"

Are you in the community office?

"Yes……"

"Could we go out into the hallway for a moment?"

"Uh-huh."

Secrets cannot be told where there is snow. She might sense it immediately through mysterious powers.

The sound of a sliding door opening and closing came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, you autistic guy... about what happened yesterday, I have something I want to tell you..."

"I also have something to say to you. Do you have a way to get to me now?"

"Huh...? Yes, that's possible... What do you want to tell me?"

"Let's talk in person. It's not convenient to discuss it over the phone. It's very important."

Specifically, it means "Show me your underwear~♥", which you can't say over the phone. It would be terrible if it were recorded and used as evidence in court.

"Something...is important...? But I'm not mentally prepared..."

"Huh? What's that?"

"It's okay. I'll be right there."

I told her the location and hung up the phone.

Totsuka leaned closer.

"Hachiman, you're really good at calling people out by phone. Just like a phone scammer."

"Oh, really?"

Is this adorable little devil trying to frame me again? Aside from loving Totsuka more than God loves him, I haven't committed any sins, have I?

"Alright, until Yuihama arrives, Totsuka and I will stay here and wait. Zaimokuza will rush to the nearest ATM—"

"Hachiman, don't ask your friends to be your racers."