Transmigrated into a World of Reversed Roles Chapter 8

Sure, I've accepted the fact that this world has reversed gender roles. But am I going to stay here forever?

The norms here have changed completely and I am the only one who is aware of it. Like being forced to travel to a faraway place alone and not knowing when I can return, I feel like a stranger.

About my gas ... I've actually half given up. My collection is too big and even if I sohow get the funds back, I definitely won't be able to collect them all. Plus, there are a lot of rare gas on my shelves.

Well... Let's forget about that for now.

"If I can't go ho, at least I want to enjoy this little..."

"Where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere. Just talking to myself, don't mind ."

I imdiately leaned lazily against the table after we entered the classroom and made Kaito confused by my muttering.

I pay attention to the classroom atmosphere.

The n were clearly the sa as usual, they liked to hang out in groups. The difference here was, they weren't as loud or making a scene as they used to be.

As for the girls… they were just like the boys in my old world. Obviously, they were also in groups. But instead of quietly chatting with each other, they were noisy and boisterous—the complete opposite of the boys in our class now.

"Hehe! Rina—let touch your chest~ Yours are a bit flat, it must feel similar to a guy's!"

"Ugh! Touch your own!"

"But mine is a bit too big~ It definitely won't feel the sa as yours, Rina~"

If this was my world, my eyes would have been gouged out by the two of them from staring at this amazing sight. A group of girls groping each other's breasts in a public place—it was like sothing that could only co out of a porn video.

Kaito imdiately comnted on them with a sigh.

"See? We just talked about it, and they imdiately act like that. There's nothing good in our class..."

"..."

If only he knew, his behavior back then was no different from the girls in our class now.

Weren't you the noisiest person in the morning when you talked to about the latest idol magazines? Why are you acting like you're comnting on people now?

But, hmmm...

I feel like I want to play a little prank on the girls in this world.

Looking at their behavior, aren't they more or less similar to boys (a.k.a ) during puberty?

They're interested in lewd things like boobs, right?

My mom scolded yesterday for exposing my chest when I got out of the bathroom—which ans n's chests are considered obscene here.

The idea of teasing the girls crossed my mind. I was hesitant at first, but... doesn't this sound interesting?

I grinned unconsciously.

Pushing my chair back a little hard to get attention—I spoke to Kaito.

"Kaito—it's quite hot today, isn't it?"

"Huh? It's still morning—"

Before Kaito could ruin my plan, I cut him off.

"Haaah~ These winter clothes are making feel stuffy. Should I unbutton them a little bit?"

Unbuttoning the top of my uniform—my skin beca more exposed.

In the past, everything was normal. But here—maybe it's like a girl exposing her cleavage?

Glancing at the two girls who were busy earlier, they were gaping as they stared at —no, more accurately they were staring at my chest.

When they realized that I was also staring at them—as if they had just committed a great sin, they imdiately turned away.

If I wasn't in a crowded classroom, I would probably be laughing out loud right now. Oh no, this is more fun than I thought.

At first I was just experinting—but they were really tempted, weren’t they? It was like seeing myself and Kaito back when the school gal approached us and didn’t know what to do.

"Ren... Haven't you changed a lot since you got out of the hospital? The old you wouldn't have shown off just to prank them. You should take care of your body."

"Is that so?"

Answering half-heartedly, I buttoned my uniform back up.

Kaito might just be worried about . But for soone with an old world man's ntality, I don't feel like I'm losing anything by exposing sothing as trivial as this.

Then the bell rang—signaling the start of class. My friends began to disperse and return to their seats as the teacher entered the room.

Luckily, what was taught in class was more or less a continuation of the material right before I moved to this alternate world. Without any difficulty, I listened attentively to the teacher's explanation and occasionally took notes.

And so the morning went by—until it was ti for lunch.

Kaito imdiately invited to join him.

"Where do you want to eat, Ren? In class, or do you want to go to the usual place?"

"Probably the usual place."

Reaching into my bag, I reached for the usual spot where I put my lunch box but...

"I forgot to bring it."

How embarrassing. Earlier my mom was criticized by my father for not bringing her lunch. Now I also don't bring my own?

"Well, that's not good. Do you want to share my lunch?"

"No, no need. I brought so pocket money. I'll just buy and eat at the cafeteria."

"Okay, then I'll go have lunch with my friend from the next class~"

Well... So you have other friends here, huh? The Kaito I rember was a hardcore otaku who was too focused on his hobby—to the point where he didn't have any friends other than .

Should I be happy for him or sad that he finally left ?

Although I don't really care, really.

After Kaito left the classroom, I followed him and walked towards the cafeteria.

"I don't have much pocket money... Maybe I can only buy bread. For drink—there's free tap water."

This wasn't actually pocket money that my parents gave . I don't even know how I got this money. All I know is that it was in my pants pocket and it happened to be just the right amount to buy a loaf of bread. The color of the money was a little faded though.

"Must've been left in my pocket and washed by the machine..."

While I was thinking about my lunch, soone called from behind.

"Ren, good afternoon."

My body froze. From the voice, I could already guess who was calling .

Turning around, I saw her figure.

Black hair tied in a ponytail. Big breasts that made anyone unable to take their eyes off her. Wearing a school uniform, she gave off the vibes of a model student—a stark contrast to who she was yesterday.

Honestly, she was the last person I wanted to see at school today. Not because I didn't like her—I just didn't know what to talk to her about right now.

"Yona... Good afternoon too. What's up?"

"You forgot to bring lunch, right? Here, your father gave it to this morning."

—Ah!

Yona handed a blue cloth box. Opening it, there was food cooked by my father inside. This was the lunch I was supposed to bring.