When the Introverted Me Got Surrounded by S-Tier Beauties After a Seat Change, a Secret Relationship Began V1 Chapter 1
Chapter 1: My New School Life Starts with a Seat Change
I've had a really bad feeling about today since this morning.
The moment I woke up, I was hit with sleep paralysis for a whole 30 minutes.
The TV horoscope I happened to catch said Sagittarius—my sign—was dead last by a landslide.
Given when I left the house, there was a real chance I wouldn't make it for homeroom.
I'm already known as the class's gloomy otaku, so if I show up late on top of that, my reputation is going to hit rock bottom.
"Did homeroom already start? If it did, I'm seriously screwed!"
Our homeroom teacher, Yamada, is an anachronistic, violent teacher who carries a bamboo sword everywhere. If I'm late and get on his bad side… yeah, I'm not getting off easy.
Genuinely panicking, I burst into my classroom—Class 2-B.
And then…
I saw my classmates moving their desks.
Like a crowd at a scramble crossing, everyone was heading in different directions, coming and going.
My classmates were all taking their things out of their desks and carrying them as they moved.
"This is a first for this class, huh?"
"Yeah, totally. I thought Yamada-sensei was too strict to even consider letting us change seats."
A s-seat… change…?
"It's all thanks to our class rep, Kuroki, for asking him."
From what I could gather from my classmates' conversations, it seemed the class representative, Kuroki, had convinced our homeroom teacher, Yamada, to allow a seat change.
The lottery was apparently already over, and everyone was moving to their new seats as assigned on the blackboard.
Names were neatly written in white chalk on the front blackboard, and my name—Ryouta Izumiya—was there too.
A seat change isn't exactly a welcome event for a gloomy guy like me.
People like me don't have feelings like wanting to sit next to someone we like or be near friends. I'm a loner, after all.
Alright, my seat is… wait, huh?
"N-No way… You've gotta be kidding."
I stared, dumbfounded, at the names surrounding mine—'Ryouta Izumiya'—written on the blackboard.
To my left: Yuria Ichinose.
To my right: Rui Kuroki.
And the seat in front of me: Airi Miyama… Are you serious!?
Left, right, and front—I was surrounded by the three top-tier beauties of the class caste.
The S-rank beauties reigning at the top of Class 2-B's social hierarchy—Yuria Ichinose, Rui Kuroki, and Airi Miyama. They're a trio of gorgeous girls who are always seen together.
Yuria Ichinose, with her bright, chestnut-colored hair and gyaru-like appearance; Rui Kuroki, the black-haired, prim and proper class representative who excels in both looks and intelligence; and Airi Miyama, the sweet-voiced, busty, little-sister-type.
These three stand out not just in our class but in the entire school—they're universally acknowledged as S-rank beauties.
While they're at the top of the class caste, I'm at the absolute bottom—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that. We've never talked, never even made eye contact.
Unable to accept the reality of being surrounded by them, I checked my seat on the front blackboard over and over again.
But no matter how many times I looked, my name was unmistakably there, surrounded by this class's "Beauty Trio."
Th-This is… no matter how you look at it, this is the worst seat possible!
Those three have the kind of beauty and presence that draws everyone's attention without even trying; they're the acknowledged center of the class.
A seat surrounded by the three girls who form that center… is nothing short of hell.
I just want to sit quietly in a corner of the classroom, reading my light novels with a grin on my face.
But in a seat like this, I won't be able to read in peace at all!
Though I couldn't hide my agitation, I knew I had to move quickly before the person who was supposed to sit here got confused. I gathered my things and headed toward my hellish new seat.
By the time I got there, Airi Miyama was already in the seat in front of mine.
Miyama is so thoroughly cute in every way that she's called the embodiment of "kawaii"—an incredibly popular girl.
Her light-colored twin-tails, big, round eyes, and that pouty duck-lip mouth all feel calculatedly adorable.
And the reason the guys in class send heated gazes her way isn't just because she's cute… those massive breasts are definitely another reason.
With a slim waist yet plump breasts and thighs, her figure is as unfairly good as a gravure idol's.
"Morning, Airi."
"Ah, Yuria! Morning~"
And now the second member of the beauty trio—Yuria Ichinose—arrived.
Ichinose put her bag on the desk to my left and sat down.
"Our seats are pretty close, huh?"
"Right~? I wonder if Rui-chan arranged it for us?"
"No way we'd be this close otherwise, right? Well, whatever."
No, from my perspective, this is a huge pain in the ass!
"Yuria, your nails are super pretty today. Did you change your top coat? Or maybe the oil?"
"I didn't do anything special."
Ichinose said coolly, her gaze dropping to her smartphone.
Yuria Ichinose is a downer-type gyaru, characterized by sharp eyes and an edgy personality.
Unlike Miyama, she's more beautiful than cute, and her breasts and thighs are ridiculously huge.
While I'm a decent fan of 2D gyarus, I really can't handle the real-life ones.
The reason is simple: gyarus who are nice to otaku don't exist in this world.
I'm sure Ichinose looks down on otaku like me, and I want to avoid her as much as possible.
A gyaru who's kind to an otaku is a mythical creature, after all.
"By the way, Rui-chan's pretty late, huh? Maybe she's in the bathroom?"
"Who knows. Oh, Yamada's here, Airi. Face forward."
The instant Ichinose said that, our homeroom teacher, Yamada, appeared from the hallway, followed by the class rep, Kuroki, who also entered the classroom.
"Everyone, to your seats."
When the demon Yamada spoke, bamboo sword in hand, the intimidated students obediently took their seats.
Kuroki, who came in after Yamada, also sat in her seat—right next to me.
Damn you, Kuroki… because of you, I'm stuck in this god-awful seat…
"Looks like the seat change is done. Don't get too carried away, you lot."
Yamada surveyed the students with a sharp glare.
"I only allowed this seat change because the class rep, Kuroki, insisted on it, but don't think for a second there'll be another pointless one like this. I have no announcements today, so morning homeroom is over."
Yamada smacked his bamboo sword against the floor once and left the classroom.
Hah… Yamada's homeroom ended pretty quickly today… wait a minute.
Didn't Yamada just say to think of this as something that'll never happen again?
You're telling me I'm stuck in this seat until the end of our second year!? My peaceful school life… is officially over.
"—Izumiya-kun, it's been a while."
As my face turned pale, a clear, beautiful voice came from my right.
"We'll be sitting next to each other from today, won't we? It's nice to meet you, Izumiya-kun."
Th-That voice is… Rui Kuroki's…
The source of this whole mess and our class representative.
Her lustrous, straight black hair is the very image of a Yamato Nadeshiko, with gentle eyes and refined features.
She's on the track team, and her slender physique is as graceful as a model's.
I'm honestly shocked that this beautiful class rep suddenly spoke to me.
Let me be clear—Kuroki and I haven't spoken once in the last five years.
"Rui-chan, what're you talking about~?"
"…Rui, you know that guy?"
The other two members of the beauty trio asked as they approached Kuroki's seat.
Ichinose even called me "that guy" while pointing at me.
"Hmm. We've never talked before, but… actually, Izumiya-kun and I went to the same middle school."
Right… Kuroki and I are from the same middle school.
Even back then, Kuroki's every move drew everyone's attention. She was the student council president, the track team captain, and ranked first on national mock exams—she had all the popularity and respect a person could want.
That's exactly why it's so surprising that the famous Rui Kuroki remembered the name of a bottom-tier gloomy guy like me.
Why did Kuroki approach me?
Just because we happened to end up in neighboring seats?
Whatever the reason, I'll never forgive you for this, Rui Kuroki!
When I glared at her, Kuroki responded with a fearless smile.
Wh-What's with that look!
After glaring at her, I said nothing more and took a light novel out of my desk to start reading.
There's something creepy about Kuroki, so I'd better not get involved with her.
"Whoa, a book with lewd pictures."
As I was reading my light novel, Miyama peered at it with curiosity.
"Hey Yuria, this is totally a dirty book~"
"……"
"Yuria?"
"…I mean, making fun of someone's hobbies is just wrong. Leave him alone."
"Aww, Yuria, you're being so nice."
"It's not like that."
Surprisingly, thanks to Ichinose's intervention, Miyama's teasing stopped.
Could it be that Ichinose was protecting me…?
No, that can't be it. Immediately thinking "she helped me" is a bad habit of otaku—just wishful thinking.
The three of them started a girl-talk at Kuroki's seat.
"By the way, I'm going to buy cosmetics today—you two wanna come?"
"I'm free since track practice is off. What about you, Airi?"
"Ah, Airi is… um…"
Unlike before, Miyama suddenly became hesitant.
"Sorry, I'll pass today! M-My boyfriend said he wants to go to Starbucks after school. Ahaha."
"I see. Can't be helped then."
"Yeah, really sorry!"
Huh, so Miyama has a boyfriend.
Well, there's no way the hot guys of this world would leave a ridiculously busty bombshell like her alone.
The sense of forbidden pleasure for the guy who gets to freely grope those huge breasts must be immeasurable.
"Hey everyone, take your seats. Class is starting."
When the first-period teacher entered the classroom, the beauty trio's conversation ended, and they each returned to their seats.
☆☆
After school.
I walked out of the school with the evening sun at my back and let out a big sigh in front of the school gate.
"Haah… what a day."
Almost being late, getting surrounded by beauties after the seat change, the painful, jealous stares from the other guys…
All in all, it was just the worst day ever.
"Can't be helped. I'll head to Animate to blow off some steam…"
Remaining funds: 2,000 yen.
Just enough to buy a few manga or light novels.
After checking my wallet, I started walking toward the Animate at the station when an obviously popular-looking couple came walking from the other direction.
"Hey, can I come to your place today?"
"Ehh, but my room's a mess~"
"That's fine, I'll make it even messier. Especially the bed."
"Jeez, you perv~"
Tch, damn normies.
Seeing that ticked me off, but it's fine. No problem. I have the world of manga and light novels.
3D girls are all enemies of gloomy guys, but 2D beauties are on my side.
Just as I was calming my anger, a female student jogged right past me.
Wait? That sweet perfume smell is… Airi Miyama, right?
"Oh no, oh no… the manager's gonna kill me."
Miyama hurried off, her prized massive breasts bouncing up and down.
Manager…? I don't really get it, but come to think of it, Miyama said she was going to Starbucks with her boyfriend for a date after school… wait, huh?
Something's off. There's no Starbucks in the direction Miyama ran off to.
Besides, any student from our school would naturally go to the Starbucks in the shopping district right next to the school.
But the direction Miyama ran was the complete opposite, where there's no Starbucks.
No, her boyfriend probably goes to a different school, so she's heading that way. Either way, it doesn't matter to me.
Without giving it any more thought, I headed to Animate.
☆☆
I arrived at the Animate in front of the station, a 15-minute walk from school, looking for a light novel I'd wanted for ages but…
"I'm terribly sorry. Currently 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too' is out of stock due to its popularity."
The Animate clerk told me at the register.
The web novel I like, 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too', got published, and I wanted to buy it, but… it's out of stock.
As expected of a popular isekai web novel… it's a notable work with tens of thousands of followers, so I guess it can't be helped.
I headed home with my shoulders slumped.
Animate has limited-edition bonuses, so I really wanted to buy it there if possible… haah.
"I'm seriously unlucky today."
E-books are an option, but I want to read it during breaks, and I really want to buy the physical book.
I used my smartphone to search for nearby bookstores.
Oh, there's a TSUTAYA on a quiet backstreet… might have a chance there.
It was out of stock even at Animate. TSUTAYA might be out too.
Just in case, I'll call ahead and check their stock.
I left Animate and called while walking toward TSUTAYA.
'Heya, TSUTAYA here.'
"Ah, excuse me. I'd like to know if you have a light novel in stock… u-um, it's… 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too'."
'B-Boobs? A-Anyway, got it~'
What a super casual-sounding female clerk.
Plus, I feel like I've heard this voice somewhere before… am I imagining it?
'Uhh, for that boobs-whatever book, looks like we have 4 copies left~'
"I understand. Thank you for checking. I'm heading over now."
'Okay then~'
Click. The call ended. Normally, you wait for the customer to hang up, right?
It was a pretty young girl's voice, so she's probably a newbie part-timer.
I've never had a part-time job, so I don't really get how hard it is. I won't be too harsh.
Besides, my school prohibits part-time jobs without permission anyway, so I couldn't do it even if I wanted to.
Having arrived at TSUTAYA, I went straight inside.
A clerk was working at the register, so I headed right there.
"Um, I'm the one who called earlier… !?"
"Oh! Customer, for 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too'… wait."
The female TSUTAYA clerk wearing a white blouse with a navy apron over it looked at my face and made a face like she'd bitten into something bitter.
Light-colored twin-tails and large fruits resting heavily on top of the books she was holding at her chest.
Those boobs… no mistake.
"M-Miyama?"
"Whoa, the guy from the seat behind me…"
For some reason I couldn't fathom, Airi Miyama was working part-time at TSUTAYA.
Wasn't Miyama supposed to be on a date with her boyfriend?
Airi Miyama was supposed to have refused Ichinose and the others' invitation because she was going on a date with her boyfriend after school.
So why is she working part-time in a place like this…?
Seeing Miyama in her TSUTAYA uniform holding books, I stood there, frozen and dumbfounded.
She lied, which probably means there's some reason for it, but it's none of my business as an outsider.
Alright. I'll pretend I didn't see this and escape—
Just as I turned on my heel to flee—Miyama put the books she was holding on the register counter and grabbed my shoulder hard.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
Miyama, who stopped me, glared at me while furrowing her brow suspiciously.
I-I just came to buy a book!
"Could it be… you're planning to tell everyone that Airi's working part-time?"
"Huh?"
"L-let me tell you, I got permission from the school, and it's a part-time job within the work hours set by school rules! There's nothing… nothing… shady about it…"
Miyama's face gradually clouded over, and at the end she looked like she was about to cry.
Apparently, Miyama thought I'd spread nasty rumors about her working part-time.
I wish she'd stop with the prejudice and paranoid delusions about introverted otaku… well, considering my usual behavior, I guess I can't blame her.
"Um… you know. Aren't you misunderstanding something?"
Not knowing how to start, I spoke haltingly.
"I-I just came to buy a light novel, and I have no intention of saying anything about Miyama—"
"Please, I'm begging you!!"
"Huh…"
"Don't tell Yuria or Rui-chan about this… please!"
Miyama pleaded desperately, tears streaming down her face.
"Please… please, I'm begging you."
Sh-she's crying that much?
Wh-wh-what should I do!
An introverted otaku can't just wipe away a girl's tears!
"—Alright, alright. You two, that's enough of the lovers' quarrel."
A blonde, short-haired female manager had somehow gotten between us.
"Miyama-chan, seriously, lovers' quarrels during your shift are a no-go."
"……"
Miyama was sobbing and couldn't seem to argue back.
Hey, hey, you need to protest, "this guy's not my boyfriend," or this situation is never going to get resolved…
"Geez, can't be helped. Miyama-chan, go to the break room for now. Boyfriend-kun, you come too?"
"Uh, y-yes."
I had no choice but to read the room and follow along.
☆☆
We were led to the staff break room behind the register and made to sit facing each other on small folding chairs.
Being brought to a place like this, I feel like a shoplifter.
"Have your lovers' quarrel in here~. Oh, but I'm deducting this break time from your pay."
The manager left with a grin.
Hey now, manager. Don't leave while Miyama's still crying.
"Sorry, it's… Airi's fault…"
"N-no, I mean, somehow, I'm sorry too."
I had absolutely no reason to apologize, but I reflexively did it anyway.
For her to cry that much—there must be a reason she desperately wants to keep this part-time job a secret.
Once Miyama calmed down, she wiped the tears from her eyes with her finger and stared at me.
Miyama Airi is staring intently at me…
If I had to give my honest impression in ten words or less: 'Her boobs are huge.'
Her face, hairstyle, and fashion are as cute as a fashion model's, but her boobs are as erotic as a gravure idol's—no, even more so… wait, what am I thinking about in this situation!
I immediately averted my gaze and let my eyes wander.
For an introvert, facing each other at this distance is truly impossible—
"Airi, you know… suddenly got scared."
Though there hadn't been much conversation since we moved here, Miyama slowly started talking on her own.
"I thought, what if people call me poor again like in the old days?"
"P-poor…? What do you mean?"
When I asked, Miyama bit her lip hard and began talking again.
"Actually, Airi's family is super poor. My dad died when I was little, and my mom raised me all by herself, but a lot of stuff was really hard, you know? I never got an allowance or anything… so I had a lot of painful experiences."
Miyama casually revealed her personal history.
It was a background far removed from the image of Airi Miyama I'd had until now.
This is about a million times heavier than I imagined…
"In middle school, you know, all my friends started wearing makeup and stuff, but only Airi fell behind, and it was really tough. From high school on, I didn't want to feel that way anymore, so I desperately saved money, studied fashion and makeup a ton, and became the cute version of myself you see now. Thanks to that, even Airi thinks she's the cutest, but maintaining this cute-self costs money, you know?"
So that's why she's working part-time.
Until now, Miyama Airi gave off this image of being at the forefront of fashion.
Her belongings changed quickly, and she always had things with great taste.
But I never imagined she'd struggled this much.
A part-time doesn't automatically mean you're poor, I think, but from her perspective, it must really bother her.
"I-It's not like Airi minds being made fun of for being poor or anything! I'm used to… people calling me poor… but, with Yuria and Rui-chan, who became my friends in our first year, I absolutely don't want them to find out! So…"
Apparently Miyama still thinks I'm going to make fun of her.
That's truly insulting. As a representative of introverted otaku, I need to state this clearly.
"I-I! I respect Miyama. I'd absolutely never make fun of you."
"…Huh?"
"Because someone like me! I've never bought anything with money I earned myself… s-so, I mean, Miyama is way more of an adult than someone like me. I could never make fun of someone like that, and I absolutely won't."
For an introverted otaku, this is about all the support I can offer… but hopefully, this conveys that I'd never make fun of her.
"…Huh, you're surprisingly kind."
A smile gradually returned to Miyama's face.
Does this mean I got through to her?
"Airi really needs to get back to work now. You came to buy a book, right? That boobs-something book."
"Ah… I forgot."
The moment I remembered, I bolted out of the room and headed straight to the sales floor.
☆☆
It's gone! It's not here!
My 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too' is gone!
The light novel I wanted was already gone from the light novel section.
There should have been some in stock… haah.
Guess my luck was bad right up to the very end today.
"Hey, did you find the book you wanted?"
"…No, it sold out."
"Pfft, hehe, ahaha!"
When I said that with my shoulders slumped in disappointment, Miyama burst out laughing.
How annoying… who does she think caused this?
In that case, I'll get my revenge by spreading her past around—wait, huh?
"What's thiiiis?"
Miyama held out a book to me.
What, what?
I reluctantly took it, and at that moment my eyes shot wide open.
"Th-This is volume 1 of 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too'!"
"This is what you wanted, right? There were only a few left, so I put it on hold for you."
Seriously? She's an angel…
I want to punch the me from a few seconds ago who was thinking about getting revenge by spreading her past around…
"Jeez, what about a thank you for holding it?"
"Th-thank you… very much."
I was so grateful I ended up using formal speech.
"That's not the kind of thanks I meant."
"Huh?"
"I did you a service by holding it for you, so in return, you should treat me to something."
"H-huh?"
"Since you found out Airi's true nature anyway, I'll be blunt—Airi's a girl who cares about cold, hard cash. So treat me to something at the school cafeteria tomorrow, 'kay?"
Th-this girl. She's a little devil! A busty little devil! A lewd succubus!
"Hey, what's your name anyway?"
"Uh, Ryouta Izumiya… sir."
"Hmm, Ryouta, huh. Anyway, Ryouta, wanna exchange LINEs with Airi?"
"LINE? Uh, sure."
As I was told, I showed Miyama my LINE QR code.
"Yup, exchange complete~ Thanks, Ryouta! I'm looking forward to lunch break tomorrow~"
Seen off by Miyama, I left TSUTAYA… wait, hold on!
Somehow, in the flow of things, I exchanged LINEs, and now I'm having lunch at the school cafeteria tomorrow with that busty beauty, Airi Miyama!?
My peaceful school life… is definitely over.
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