Many high school girls in white T-shirts and jerseys are walking around the school.

They have completed their physical examinations and are on their way to their assigned classrooms as changing rooms.

Perhaps because of the warm weather today, many students are not wearing their jersey jackets.

You can see their bras underneath.

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Including the time before I reincarnated, I have lived for about 60 years but I did not live to be 60. I lived to be 40 years old and 17 years old.

When I was in my 40s, the others around me said that I was childish.

Of course, I learned a lot of things but I’m still childish.

If being able to accept and understand that I’m childish, and knowing what I could do and not could do is what makes one an adult, perhaps I am one too.

Moreover, life over there was full of battles.

Thanks to that, I became strong enough to surpass others.

And now, for the third time, I’m 17 years old.

There is a theory that the soul belongs to the body.

If the body is healthy, the soul is healthy. If the body is sick, the soul is sick.

I don’t know what a “soul” is but it could be replaced with “mind”.

In other words, if the body is young, the mind is also young.

In other words of the other words.

The fact that I am attracted to the bodies of high school girls who are far younger than me in terms of number of years experienced is all due to my young body.

It’s true, it’s true, it’s true.

What I’m trying to say is, I’m not a criminal.

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That aside, I’m not saying that every high school girl around is wearing light clothes.

Some girls are still wearing their jerseys properly but that’s just how it is in Kamogawa.

By the way, for some reason, when I hear the word jersey, it’s the name of a place that comes to my mind.

「Hey Nanba, you got a great body.」

On my way back to the classroom, a boy in my class poked my abs. His name is….what is it again?

「I don’t swing that way.」

「I’m not either!」

「Eh…..?」

「Why do you look so surprised? And why do some girls are looking at us like that?」

「Don’t mind them. Some girls are into that kind of thing.」

「I didn’t understand a thing that you say!?」

It won’t be long before the word “fujoshi” becomes widely known.

「Hey, Watanabe. Look at his abs.」

The boy chops my abs and calls out to a girl walking in front of us. She’s the class representative.

Watanabe, a beautiful girl with honeycomb braid hairstyle.

If it weren’t for Yui, she would have been the prettiest girl in our grade.

「Eh, which one? Whoah, amazing!」

Watanabe took the trouble of coming close and poking me in the stomach with her finger.

This easygoingness of her is the reason why she is popular among the boys.

Yui is too high of a peak which makes it hard for anyone to overcome the hurdle of talking with her but Watanabe is the opposite.

I learned from an “incident” that happened in my first life that she’s only acting like this and is bitter that boys only came to her after giving up on Yui. Though that’s still away from “now”.

Even without that incident, I don’t have a very good impression of her.

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While poking my abs, Watanabe presses her boobies, which are wrapped with a sports bra, against my arms.

S-soffttttt……

But this doesn’t mean my impression of you will change!