High School Life (Marriage Hunting) in a World Where the Male-female Ratio is 1:15 and Chastity is Reversed
June. Rainy season.
The humid season has arrived.
The dehumidification function of the air conditioner has just started to work in the classroom, so the humid air is still there. Despite this, the three men were called to the front of the teaching table for the second recreation session, while also completing their monthly seat change.
While the last recreation was something we all did together, this one seems to be something different.
First of all, it was less like a marriage activity ! Secondly, it does not look like a recreation ! The content of such recreation is an extracurricular activity !
And only men were allowed to participate ! There is one rule, and that is to do it together with female students in the school. Well, that seems to be the most important part.
I guess the idea is for guys to invite girls individually and have them get to know each other better. The content of the activities can be anything. For example, they can work together as managers of club activities.
In the afternoon, sometimes I go to the counselor’s office to play games, but Handsome Prince told me that the main event is the sports festival in the first year. I think it’s set up as an individual thing to connect to that.
Now, what are the two guys in the class supposed to do…
Sakuma kun is going to be the manager of the basketball team for a few days. That’s great, not just one day. Oh, that’s right. It’s only been a little over two months since school started, but I heard that he got engaged to a stupid girl. She said she couldn’t handle the housework. Many guys find their first fiancee within three months, you know. Good time, huh?
Kazuki and Sakura san are going to have an event like an exchange of used books. It seems they’re going to participate in it. Oh. Can I say it like that?
The two of them were thinking about it, got an OK from Asakura sensei, and quickly returned to their seats.
Now, what should I do…..
I’ve been playing with Ryuguji san a little bit, and I’m thinking of asking her to do something for me. But I haven’t decided what to ask her yet.
I’m sure Ryuguji san won’t say, “We’re studying together at a group company !” But if she did say that, I’d be in trouble. I wonder what I should do.
Hmmm…volunteer work? Oh, I wonder if that would work…. Well, just asking is free. Let’s ask. So I call out to the teacher who is still waiting for me in front of the teaching table.
“Asakura sensei, would you be okay with me learning table manners or something?”
“! —-Yes~. It’s fine～”
She flinched after being called out by me. Please don’t be frightened just because you were drawing lots earlier.
Eh, wait, is something like this even okay !?!? Is it okay just because it’s Asakura sensei? Is it okay not to check?
When you say something like that…sorry ! She’s pouting ! While soothing her, I calmed down, so I parted from Sensei and headed for Ryuguji san’s seat.
Well, it’s after the seat change, but luckily it’s next to mine again.
I took my seat and called out to Ryuguji san, who was sitting next to me.
“Ryuguji san, I’d like you to help me with my extracurricular activities next time, is that OK?”
“Why of course. What did you choose for your assignment?”
“I’m wondering if Ryuguji san could help me with table manners.”
“Of course, I would be happy to teach you.”
I’m relieved that I was able to invite her smoothly. All that’s left now is the location and time. I continue asking.
“Yay, thanks ! Then, what should we do about the place? I’ll make a reservation. Do you have any suggestions?”
“No, I’ll find a suitable place for you. When would you like to do it?”
“Eh, are you sure !? I feel bad for making you go to such lengths… Any date is fine ! Thanks ! I’ll look forward to it !”
“I understand. I’m looking forward to it too.”
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The day of the extracurricular activity arrived.
A maid from Ryuguji san’s house also came to pick them up in the limousine, and the three of them headed to a magnificent mansion.
“Welcome to my house !”
I’ll be damned.
Maitoshi