My Debauched Life As Kiyone

An Unlikely Savior

The clock struck 3 as Mid-afternoon has finally arrived. With lessons completed for the day, students began filing out of the classroom either in their lonesome or usual cliques.

It only took two minutes until the room was nearly empty except for the select few students who opted to remain in class to chat with their friends. It was Friday and there were no lessons held tomorrow. Hence the reason why many wanted to hurry home and enjoy their weekend as fast as possible.

Aside from the females who were hovering around Hirata situated near the front door. The majority of the students remaining were male.

However, the issue regarding this wasn't the male-to-female ratio present here. It was the fact that most of the boys were all surrounding my desk and preventing me from leaving.

Before Horikita left, she gave a quick announcement to the class at her desk. Telling everyone to keep quiet about my circumstances and to not pry too deep about the situation. Mostly everyone complied, excluding Koenji who swiftly left the class the second the bell rang. Regardless, I was thankful for her words. I wasn't sure if she was doing it out of consideration for me or the class. But I'd like to think, especially after how kind she'd been to me recently, that it was the former.

However, an issue remains...

Unlike the girls who were kept in line by Kei and Hirata. Normally, the boys would be the main source of problems that needed to be constantly monitored. Despite the fact that they gave their word to keep their mouths shut in consideration of Horikita's request. Her kindness hadn't reached far enough to prevent them from pestering me.

What made it more annoying was the fact that it was obvious that they were lusting over my body. Showing no attempts to hide their eyes gawking all over me.

With my former strength, I could've easily pushed through the heaps of them without any difficulty. However, my gender change hadn't only affected my appearance but my physical abilities as well.

In my mind, I'd wished Horikita had stayed after class for a bit longer to chat. Her presence alone would deter the boys from even approaching me. But she continued like she usually does after lessons and promptly leaves the class whenever there are no special exams at stake.

Well, I can't blame her for that. Perhaps she was busy with other things and thought I could manage on my own against these odds. But truthfully, I really need Horikita.

With my circumstances, I opted to remain seated at my desk as I gave short replies to the questions being thrown at me. Following Horikita's advice, I made sure this time to keep my legs tightly closed, especially in this situation.

"Man, it's really surprising to see you like a girl now. By the way, how'd you get the uniform?"

"...It was lent from the Chairman," I replied, looking into the eye of the one who asked me.

His eyes weren't too focused on my face. Rather they were fixated on my chest and thighs. This was the same for most of the others as well.

For once I was on the receiving end of the guy's gazes. It was expectedly uncomfortable, to say the least. I can't even imagine how it felt for those who have happened to experience such things.

"You really got it lucky. I mean...look at those bad boys!" Miyamoto, if I recall correctly, shouted exhilaratingly.

There were five boys in total surrounding me. Although I barely interacted with most of them, I still begrudgingly memorized their faces and names. Despite how forgetful and useless they were.

Loitering around my desk were Miyamoto, Hondou, Ijuin, Ike, and Yamauchi.

The quintuplets of idiots I didn't want to associate myself with.