Chapter 113: Shocked! Doing This Kind of Thing in the Women’s Restroom!
Chapter 113: Shocked! Doing This Kind of Thing in the Women’s Restroom!
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“Alright, let’s eat. The noodles should be hydrated by now.”
After a moment of silence, Himekoji spoke.
“Mm!”
Rikka nodded hard, looking very excited.
She swallowed and eagerly opened the cup of instant noodles.
“So fragrant!”
The little Chuunibyou’s eyes sparkled.
Himekoji shook his head, amused.
Didn’t the big meal her sister made beat a simple, unnutritious cup of instant noodles?
“As expected of Akito, a man who holds Godly Cooking Technique!”
The noodle soup was hot. Rikka breathed out little puffs of air as it burnt her tongue, gulping it down. But she still managed to butter Himekoji up.
Himekoji could only roll his eyes in response.
Heck, what skill did it take to pour water on noodles?
If this counted as mastering “Godly Cooking Technique,” then wouldn’t the readers demolish the “Elite Ten” from Totsuki?
It was just about buying a few packs of instant noodles…
“Akito, did you change my email address?”
Even while eating noodles, Rikka couldn’t forget this matter.
“Changing it, changing it…”
Himekoji suddenly froze mid-answer.
When he logged into Takanashi Rikka’s email interface, he accidentally clicked on an unread mail that suddenly popped up.
—[Mission complete! DEATH!]
Sent: Monday afternoon, 3:23.
Mission complete?
3:23?
That was now a very sensitive time for Himekoji.
Because, earlier, his umbrella, placed on the balcony, had vanished around that same time!
It disappeared for no reason!
Logically, that remote, empty classroom barely had any traffic.
And things like stolen umbrellas—Himekoji hadn’t encountered it once in his over a year at Toyonoshi Academy.
So, how could he just coincidentally bump into both things happening today?
Himekoji had always felt it was odd.
Now, after seeing this mail, one possibility suddenly surfaced in his mind.
Himekoji stayed calm and quietly clicked into Takanashi Rikka’s “Sent” folder. Unfortunately, the sending records were all wiped clean.
This actually made Himekoji even more certain.
This dead girl definitely had something to do with the case of the missing umbrella!
Himekoji suddenly remembered. Back when they swapped bodies, hadn’t Rikka said stuff about “blood recognition,” “exclusive weapon,” and “not even the Contractor can use it”?
This girl must have been planning to have someone steal the umbrella starting from then!
However, it seemed Himekoji had completely forgotten one thing while thinking all this—
Who was the umbrella’s true owner…?
Strictly speaking… it seemed like… he was the thief.
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Finally having a clue about the missing umbrella, Himekoji wasn’t going to alert anyone.
So, he secretly linked Rikka’s account to his own email.
Then, whenever that user called “Lightning Hammer Wielder” sent a mail again, he’d know immediately and check its contents.
Don’t blame him for invading privacy. Compared to his precious belongings, what was that?
He’d sell his dignity by the pound!
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Sleeping in Rikka’s bed for the night felt really strange.
So the next day, Himekoji got up very early.
Attending class as Rikka was nerve-wracking at first. Himekoji worried other students might greet him and he’d slip up giving the wrong answer. But he soon discovered he’d worried too much.
Rikka seemed to be just as alone in class as he was, with almost no friends.
Just like that, most of the day passed peacefully. By the afternoon, seeing how soon they’d swap bodies back, he couldn’t help feeling a bit excited.
Getting excited made him feel like he needed the toilet. Himekoji held it for a while, wanting to wait until the body swap so he could leave this pee for Rikka herself to solve. But he’d overestimated this body’s bladder resilience.
“Heck, I feel like it’s about to leak…”
Himekoji felt his face flush. He quickly stood up and obediently ran towards the restroom.
At first, going into the women’s restroom for his business was something Himekoji refused to do.
But later, thinking that the stalls had closing doors, so no one could see each other, coupled with his bladder protesting urgently, he finally gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and dashed in blindly.
“Huh? The lock is broken?”
Himekoji cursed his bad luck silently.
But he couldn’t worry about that now. Doing his business was urgent.
[Make a choice!]
Damn it, again?
No! Scram!
Let this sis… ugh! Let this bro finish peeing first!
Don’t you know about the urgency of bodily needs?
Himekoji had no time for the System’s nonsense.
Both hands scrambled frantically to take off her skirt, but—
“Huh?”
Himekoji suddenly noticed something was wrong.
His skirt felt like it had taken root at the waist. He couldn’t pull it down no matter how hard he tugged!
Damn, big trouble!
Didn’t this basically mean he was going to have an accident?
Himekoji’s entire face turned crimson.
[No choice? Are you sure?]
The System was getting more beastly every time; this round, it even had a leisurely, laid-back tone to it—pissed you off without paying back!
“Choose, choose, choose! I’ll choose, alright?!”
[Good, that’s right~]
“Screw you!”
[Please select!]
[A: Pee standing up, be a real man!]
[B: Squat to pee, be a girl forever!]
Was there even a choice?
Himekoji laughed. Then, his smile broke.
“A…”
This was basically testing his shame to the limit!!
Sorry, Rikka—I’m actually gonna use your body for something this absurd…
[Selection successful!]
“Rustle”. The skirt he couldn’t remove no matter how hard he pulled earlier suddenly slid down to Himekoji’s knees.
What came down along with it was Rikka’s underwear—black, dark-style, and carved with intricate patterns.
“Don’t look, just don’t look…”
Muttering to himself for comfort, Himekoji quickly shut his eyes.
Holding it for so long meant that the moment he let loose, a strange, indescribable relief surged through his whole body. Instinctively, his tiny 150 cm frame shivered.
Since he was peeing while standing, Himekoji reluctantly raised one leg slightly, freezing in an utterly awkward, humiliating pose.
To avoid peeing on his foot, he had to hold that tiny hole down there and pull it apart as much as possible…
DAMN, what am I even doing?!
In that instant, Himekoji completely shattered.
The sound of trickling water went from a raging waterfall to light pit-pats.
After a while, he finally finished.
Worn out, Himekoji breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment—disaster struck!
The door suddenly swung open!
Oh crap, the broken lock earlier—so THAT was the setup?!
Stuck in that high-stakes “standing pee” pose before he could change it, Himekoji’s eyes went wide with terror in an instant. He wanted to just die…
The girl yanking open the door seemed just as startled, gaping at Himekoji for a long moment.
Then, all at once, her face flushed red, and her breathing turned heavy and rough…
His underwear not yet pulled up, Himekoji felt a chill below the waist.
Panicking, he desperately tried yanking the underwear around his knees upwards.
“Wait!”
But out of nowhere, the girl stopped him.
Her reflexes were freakily fast—right as Himekoji tugged, her own hand shot out and grabbed “Rikka’s underwear”.
“Hey, what’s wrong with you?! Let go!”
Holy crap, was this person TOXIC?!
This was the second time! Every single time they met, it was in a restroom! And every time, she’d stir up trouble!
Beautiful, classy triple braids; glasses; radiating authority—the girl bursting through the door was none other than Hanjo Ayame, someone Himekoji hadn’t seen in ages but remembered vividly.
Himekoji shouted at her to let go; instead, Hanjo Ayame tightened her grip on his underwear.
The fierce battle for the underwear kicked off immediately—tugging, pulling, like a full-on tug-of-war.
But clearly, Hanjo Ayame had the stronger grip.
Seriously, this puny 150 cm body totally sucked!
In the middle of the “tug-of-war”, the girl stomped one foot inside, then slammed the door shut.
A heavy, stifled breathing filled the enclosed space.
“Do you…. Hah~… do you believe in love at first sight?”
The burning heat in her gaze practically blazed through her glasses.
L-love at first sight?
It didn’t take more than a second for Himekoji to figure it out.
Damn it, it HAD to be the System messing around again!
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[Ding!]
[Option Results Notification—]
[Random result for one of the “Five Shadows” from earlier—]
“Hanjo Ayame…”
Himekoji’s voice came out weakly.
[Congratulations! Correct answer!]
Not exactly the place for congratulations!
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Thank goodness she was into “having” Rikka.
Thinking this, Himekoji couldn’t help but feel a flicker of relief.
Wait—Relief? Seriously?! Was NOW really the time?!
What the heck am I supposed to do NOW?!
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I’m in the women’s restroom. There’s a female pervert here trying to force herself on me. What do I do?! Asking online urgent!
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“Love at your head! Let GO!”
Himekoji screamed till his throat tore.
“Nope, this IS love at first sight… Hah… hah…”
Hanjo Ayame took a bold step forward, instantly pinning Himekoji—pantsless below the waist—against the corner wall. Hot breaths fanned across his face.
“I read a book once; it said there are twenty thousand people in this world meant for a love-at-first-sight spark… Sadly, you might spend your whole life never meeting even one. Love at first sight isn’t magic—it’s destiny.”
“Right now, I’ve seized that destiny.”
“B.S.! What you seized was MY DAMN UNDERWEAR!”
Himekoji was nearly crying.
“No, it is fate.”
Hanjo Ayame said, and with a forceful tug, yanked Himekoji’s “destiny” from his knee right down to his ankle.
Tug-of-war winner—
Hanjo Ayame!
“Marry me!”
The girl spoke seriously, but it was utter nonsense.
“Marry you? No way!”
“You’re right. Meeting like this for the first time, talk of marriage is too soon. Let’s begin by having a baby instead!”
Wait, isn’t the order completely messed up?
Also, both you and Rikka are girls—just how exactly do you plan to have a baby?!
Too many ridiculous details! Himekoji couldn’t even keep up.
Just during those two sentences, by the time Himekoji snapped back to reality, he suddenly found himself pushed into a corner by Hanjo Ayame…
Kabedon?!
So aggressive?!
Hanjo Ayame’s hands began moving unsteadily at once.
One traveled upward from his waist, relentlessly conquering all resistance. The other plunged down fiercely toward his valley.
【Both parties’ pleasure enhanced!】
Seriously, of course the System chose now to interfere!
An intense wave of pleasure surged through Himekoji. His whole body trembled excitedly.
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What to do? What to do? What to do?!
Was he really going to lose his virginity here?
And as a woman… losing it to another woman?
This was just too absurd no matter how you looked at it!
“Oh, crap! Help!”
Once again, Himekoji screamed hysterically at the top of his lungs.
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“Himekoji! What’s all this commotion?”
Hiratsuka-sensei’s displeased voice suddenly rang out from the podium.
“Huh?”
Himekoji froze for a full second.
Then, blinking dumbfoundedly, he glanced around—finally realizing something incredibly bizarre.
He was actually… sitting in a Classroom… during class?
Where was Hanjo Ayame? The restroom? Wasn’t having a baby supposed to happen?!
Right now, the entire class’s eyes were fixed on him.
Whispers and murmurs buzzed all around—
“What? ‘Help’? Oh my god… hilarious!”
“Nightmare? Strong move! Daring to sleep in Hiratsuka-sensei’s class?”
“Tch! You really underestimate our Pervert? He’d dare to even ‘sleep’ with Hiratsuka-sensei!”
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Hey pal, thanks for the high opinion, but sorry to disappoint—sleeping with “Shizu-chan” is something I’d never dare…
After a stunned moment, Himekoji finally understood the situation.
Along the way, he couldn’t resist joking internally.
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Alright, let’s sort this out.
This probably is what happened:
After swapping bodies, Himekoji got caught by Hanjo Ayame, who ‘liked’ Rikka, while using the Women’s Restroom. Then the two progressed shockingly fast—starting to fool around inside in no time.
Just as things hit peak tension, when sparks flew and pleasure crashed wave after wave…
Their body exchange time ended.
So at the most critical moment, Himekoji and Rikka suddenly switched bodies back.
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“Saved…”
For a second, Himekoji felt pure relief—like escaping death itself.
As for what happened later to Rikka? Totally not his problem.
Whether Rikka had a baby with Hanjo Ayame… or married her—he was all for it!
Dang, yuri is just too awesome!
Even though Himekoji hadn’t thought that way at all when he—as a “girl”—was being pushed into forceful intimacy and yuri by Hanjo Ayame moments ago…