After My Girlfriend Dumped Me, I Got Reincarnated As A High School Student. That Part’s Fine—But Why Are All My Ex-Girlfriends Here Too? - Chapter 19 – If You Are Tired, Go To the Nurse’s Office

I wasn’t in the best mood, and I hadn’t slept much either. So I decided to take a break in the infirmary.

“Oh my, Yuta ~Welcome~ Are you here for treatment? For rest? Or maybe… something else~?”

After glancing at both the chair and the bed, Chizuru walked up to me—way too close!

W-wait, that’s way too close! Every time she moved, the gap in her shirt gave me flashes of her cleavage, and I could even hear her soft breaths when she leaned in. This is… this is bad in so many ways.

“…Me, perhaps?”

Chizuru whispered right beside my ear, leaning in even closer.

Wha—what kind of cliché newlywed scene is this supposed to be!?

Of course it’s Chizuru! Who else could it be!?

This level of heart-pounding teasing should be illegal! Who would’ve guessed I’d be getting overkill damage… in the school infirmary!?

“Yuta, you’re lucky today~ I’ve got some good alcohol in stock~”

“You mean disinfectant, right!?”

Wait—what does ‘good disinfectant’ even mean…? Is there… like, a premium version or something?

“I also have a special medicine that’ll make you feel amazing~”

“Can you stop making jokes that make it impossible to tell if you’re serious!?”

“I mean an ice-cold energy drink~”

She said that while pulling one out of the fridge.

“That’s misleading! And energy drinks aren’t medicine, okay!?”

“You don’t want it~?”

“I—no, I want it, but still!”

I took it from her, popped the tab, and poured it down my throat. The cold carbonation and slightly medicinal flavor of the energy drink refreshed me instantly.

Ah, okay. Yeah. This really does hit the spot.

Then… my eyes met with Macho Matsuzaki, who had once again turned himself into Chizuru’s chair.

I’ve thought this every time, but… why is he so naturally being used as a chair?

“Yuta, do you wanna sit?”

“I mean… I was kinda jealous, but no, not like that!?”

“I knew it~ Yuta wants to be a chair too, huh.
I really do have an eye for people!”

“No, you’re insane! You’ve been insane and still are!”

“I just knew it! Yuta’s already one of us~”

“One of what, exactly!?”

I can’t with this guy anymore…

“I came to rest, yeah, but there’s actually something I wanted to talk to you about too, Chizuru-san.”

“Oh my, a talk~? Want to sit next to me~?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Boo… I’ve been rejected by Yuta…”

She pouted, clearly sulking—and damn it, even that was ridiculously cute. But no! I mustn’t give in! (bleeding internally)

“Yuta, you can sit on me if you want.”

Matsuzaki smiled kindly as he offered, like some sort of martyr.

“Even if you say that…”

“The moment you sit down, I’ll destroy your butt.”

“What the hell is wrong with you!?”

The whiplash from that shift in tone could break necks! He was smiling so gently just a second ago—why is he like this!?

“Anatan, you’re being naughty again, hmm?”

“Ahhn♡”

He actually moaned when she smacked his butt. Yeah, not surprised anymore.

“It’s because Yuta’s trying to monopolize Stellar-tan~ If you want Stellar-tan, you better be ready for your butt to pay the price.”

I do want Chizuru, but not at that kind of cost… no thanks.

“I’m serious though—can we talk properly for a bit, Anatan too.”

If this nonsense kept going, it’d spiral into pure chaos. Forcing the topic back, both of them at least looked like they were listening.

Well, Matsuzaki being a chair probably doesn’t count as a “listening posture,” but whatever—this is about the mood, right? …Okay, maybe not even the mood.

Anyway, I told them about what happened yesterday at the family restaurant.

“I seeee~ So right now you’re feeling confused after suddenly meeting your ex again, huh~?”

“Well, that’s about it.”

By the way, in this world, Chizuru was also a streamer—a popular Utuber. Of course, I was already subscribed.

Obviously. I’m not an amateur.

As for Anatan, well, he wasn’t a PE teacher in the previous world, but yeah—his masochism survived the reincarnation. Unfortunately.

“What about asking one of the teachers to change your seat, through Chizuru?”

“Impossible~”

“That was fast.”

No hesitation. Not even a second of thought.

“Still, if this world really was made by someone… then maybe us being gathered here, your exes being around, and even you sitting next to one of them—it’s all part of that person’s plan~”

Yeah, she’s probably right.

We still don’t know who that “someone” is, or what they want. Everything’s still a mystery.

But after dying in the real world, I don’t exactly have a choice. All I can do now is live in this one.

That said… there’s no way I’m getting a girlfriend again before graduation…

“Yuta~ There’s always room beside me~”

“Ahhn♡”

Slap slap! went the sound as she playfully smacked the space beside her—right near Anatan’s waist.

“Still no. (For the second time.)”

“Boo… Anatan, Yuta’s being mean to meee…”

Chizuru pouted again.

And damn it, even her sulking face was adorable.

…Would it be weird if I asked for a picture? Wait, would that cost money? Ah, right—I’m a student now. Never mind…

“Yuta… refusing Stellar-tan’s invitation like that…”

Macho Matsuzaki glared up at me from beneath her.

“Whose fault do you think that is!?”

No, seriously—he knows exactly what he’s doing!

“Since Yuta rejected me today, I’ll make Anatan my pickling stone instead.”

“Woohoo! A pickling stone punishment! What a reward!”

That’s not a reward, that’s an injury waiting to happen! Please stop!!

…And I’m just not gonna ask why there’s a literal pickling stone in the infirmary.