Life Is a Play, It All Depends on Acting!

"W-why... what is going on here!"

Ike clutched his head and broke down as if he had just witnessed something completely unacceptable.

"I thought I'd be able to see some big b... big b..."

Although I felt sorry for Ike, his voice was loud enough for the girls to hear. Ju Ji didn't want to get involved; sure enough, some people were already whispering that he was "disgusting."

"What are you all doing? You look like you're having a lot of fun?"

"K-Kushida?"

Kikyo was wearing a school swimsuit, her body revealing seductive curves.

In that instant, every boy's gaze must have been fixed on Kikyo's figure. Her chest had to be a D or an E cup. It was much larger than I had imagined. Even though we had been in close proximity several times, I hadn't been able to tell her true size because of her tight-fitting clothes. The way the swimsuit dug into her perfectly proportioned thighs and buttocks made the effect stand out even more.

At that moment, Ju Ji recalled the soft sensation from last night, and his body couldn't help but react.

Oh no, I didn't expect the situation Ike mentioned would happen to me. I have to find a way to fix this quickly.

If he stood up in front of everyone, his high school career would be completely over. Ju Ji racked his brain, his mind accelerating as if it were overclocked. He quickly searched the system shop for a skill that could help with this situation.

Found it.

It was a skill called Absolute Reason. Its effect was that upon activation, the user could maintain absolute rationality for one minute and completely control their body, including physiological phenomena, at the cost of one point of mental energy.

Ju Ji only had 12 points of mental energy in total. The price was 500 Friendship Points, which was quite cheap, though it couldn't be upgraded.

"Whew~, that scared me."

After successfully ensuring he wouldn't suffer social death in public, Ju Ji let out a sigh of relief. But he couldn't be blamed; it was all because Kikyo's swimsuit look was just too sexy.

"Ah, Ju Ji, your swimsuit is so cute."

Seeing the Gekota pattern on Ju Ji's swimsuit, Kikyo seemed to lose interest in everyone else and walked over to his side. Her pupils were filled with a strange, shimmering light.

She leaned in, bringing her mouth close to his ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"You just stood up, didn't you!"

It was clear that Kikyo had been observing Ju Ji's lecherous reaction the whole time. Even though it had only been for a brief second, she had still caught it.

"I did not. Also, don't get so close; the people around us look like they want to kill me."

"Ah~, this pool environment is really nice. I just want to have a good time."

Ju Ji's momentary stiff expression was clearly captured by her. Then, as if satisfied, Kikyo flashed a brilliant smile, ran over to her friends by the poolside, and jumped in.

"Please don't stare at Kikyo with such lecherous eyes, okay?"

"Since when did you two get so close?"

I didn't know when Horikita had arrived at my side, but she started talking to me.

Well, while Horikita's swimsuit wasn't as stunning as Kikyo's, it certainly wasn't bad either. Perhaps due to her martial arts training, there wasn't an ounce of excess fat on her body, and her overall physique was extremely well-proportioned.

"And don't look at me with lecherous eyes either!"

"What lecherous eyes? This is a look of appreciation, alright? I don't stare at girls I'm not interested in. But Horikita, you actually look quite good in a swimsuit."

If Kikyo's swimsuit look was full of temptation, Horikita's was like a holy lotus—something to be admired from afar, but too pure to touch. Each had its own merits.

"Shinomiya, do you do any sports?"

"I just practice some Tai Chi for health."

"Martial arts, I see. That explains it. But your taste is really hard to compliment, liking frogs and such."

"What do you know? This is called Gekota, alright? You need to apologize to everyone in the world who likes Gekota right now."

Why does everyone like to comment on Ju Ji's swim trunks? Don't they know it's rude to stare at someone else's lower body? But for Horikita, she probably didn't even realize it.

"Alright—everyone, come gather around—"

A muscular middle-aged man who looked like he carried the glory of the sports world gathered the students and began the class. He looked every bit like a P.E. teacher. However, he was so overly bulky that it was actually a bit off-putting.

"Four students observing? Very good, everyone is very proactive, aren't they?"

The number of students observing was lower than expected. Aside from those who were truly unwell, there was also the Professor, who just wanted to slack off.

"I'll get straight to the point. After we finish the warm-up exercises, I want you all to go swimming so I can see what your skill levels are."

"Um, teacher, I don't think I really know how to swim?"

A boy raised his hand, looking very embarrassed. Well, his initiative saved Ju Ji a lot of trouble.

"Since I'm the one teaching, I will definitely make sure you learn to swim before the summer is over. You'll definitely need it."

"No..."

The teacher seemed determined to make the students who couldn't swim learn. Should I call him a responsible teacher, or a troublesome one? He was a little annoying, to be honest.

All the students began their warm-up exercises. I have to say, the sight of the girls was truly a feast for the eyes. Even Ju Ji couldn't help but take a few extra looks, only to be warned by Horikita's glare.

Afterward, everyone was instructed to simply swim about fifty meters. For those who couldn't swim, it seemed there was no problem with just walking on the bottom.

"Hehehe, piece of cake! Did you see my super swimming skills?"

Ike finished swimming quickly and climbed onto the shore with a smug expression, even though he swam about the same as everyone else.

"Hey, Shinomiya, hurry up and go for a swim. Don't waste everyone's time."

That's right, while others were swimming, Ju Ji had been watching from the shore the entire time. It wasn't that he didn't know how to swim, he just wasn't very good at it. He had originally intended to muddle through, but as expected, that wasn't going to work.

Since the teacher had come to urge him personally, he would just have to force himself to swim a little.

"Teacher!!! Someone is drowning!"

"No way, in such shallow water?"

"Hurry and save him!"

That's right, after gliding for less than ten meters, Ju Ji had promptly sunk to the bottom, showing absolutely no intention of floating. Water rushed rapidly into his nose and mouth, causing his consciousness to blur slightly.

Fortunately, someone noticed the phenomenon in time and alerted the teacher. But before the teacher could act, Horikita, who had already finished swimming, had taken the first step and fished the sunken Ju Ji up from the bottom of the pool. She then carried him to the shore in a bridal style.

Ju Ji was clearly unaware of all this; he had already lost consciousness from choking on water.

"How pathetic. If you can't swim, don't force yourself."

Looking at the unconscious Ju Ji, Horikita's expression was exceptionally complex. The teacher surely hadn't expected someone to drown in a place where they could touch the bottom with their feet, and even the unconscious Ju Ji hadn't expected it either. After all, he had been able to float in his past life; he never imagined that he wouldn't even be able to stay afloat now...