587 - I Was Genderswapped and Reincarnated as a Villainess, but I’m Making this My Personal Yuri Game

Login ▼ Scroll Down Story Information Impressions Reviews Add to Bookmarks Please log in to use the bookmarking feature. Reincarnated as a Villainess in a Gender-Swapped World, But I'm the Only One in a Yuri Game Author: Hira Asomi Previous Table of Contents Next 589/1418 Chapter 587: "Advantage of the Fisherman" As summer vacation neared its end, the members of Sakuya's group from Class 2-3 of the Middle School Department gathered in front of the Kujo mansion. "Hehehe... At last, the day has come..." "Today, Sakuya-sama and... hehe!" Satsuki and Azami grinned mischievously. Yet, none of the others attempted to stop them or had any objections—in fact, they all sported similar mischievous smiles. "We've been studying hard for this day, after all!" "Indeed. But recently, I've started to enjoy studying as my grades improve with effort." Yuzuha's comment was met with agreement from Tsubaki. The other members nodded slightly in unison. They had all thought studying was just a bother, meaningless even. Yet, studying together with Sakuya was fun, and seeing their grades improve with effort brought joy. "But that's beside the point!" "Exactly! It's nice to see grades go up and it motivates us, but the main reason we've been working hard is this!" "Haha..." Akane's words were followed by Renka's, and Seri couldn't deny it, so she stayed silent with a wry smile. For Seri, working hard in class was normal, but studying with Sakuya was fun, seeing improvement was gratifying, and the reward was a motivation—a sentiment she fully agreed with. However, voicing it outright seemed too blunt. Today was the day Sakuya would reward everyone whose grades improved in the first semester. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say most group members studied hard for that reason alone. Although Satsuki and Seri had always been diligent, the anticipation of a reward from Sakuya was a motivation shared by all. "Let's go to the dream world!" "Oooh!" With Azami's words, the members raised their fists and headed towards the Kujo mansion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Good day, everyone." (((((Ahhhh~~~~))))) When they all gathered in front of the Kujo mansion, a goddess was standing there. Everyone was captivated by the gentle, kind smile she wore, though they had long since given their hearts and souls to her, hence why they were there. "A-ah... Good morning, Sakuya-sama!" "Good day, Sakuya-chan." Azami was the first to come to her senses and greeted her, prompting the others to return to reality and exchange greetings in turn, regaining their composure. It was common knowledge not to look directly at Sakuya-sama, as she seemed to emit light. Yet, they couldn't help but follow her with their eyes, and with just one glance, their hearts would be stolen away. Although they tried their best to maintain a facade of calm, it became harder each year, as Sakuya-sama's beauty grew more divine with age. To witness such beauty and remain unmoved was impossible. However, they couldn't display such admiration openly, as Sakuya-sama disliked being treated specially. They maintained a semblance of normalcy, interacting with her as friends, which brought Sakuya-sama happiness. This further enraptured the group's hearts, but they kept those feelings hidden. "Please, come in, everyone." "Excuse us!" Guided by Sakuya-sama, the group headed to the salon of the Kujo mansion. Sakuya-sama was unaware of what would happen next and wore her usual relaxed smile. The very thought of that smile soon being tinged with embarrassment thrilled the members with a wicked pleasure, akin to showing unfiltered pornography to an innocent child. "Today, we’ll have a tea party to celebrate everyone’s hard work in the first semester..." "Wait, Sakuya-sama! While that's true, there's more to it!" "Huh...?" Sakuya-sama had indeed promised rewards for improved grades. Today was the day for that reward, though she seemed to believe it was just an innocuous tea party. However, the group's demands for their reward were yet to be voiced. "Today, Sakuya-sama will wear this and serve us!" "Ehhh...?" Azami revealed an outfit she had hidden, presenting it to Sakuya-sama. Initially puzzled, Sakuya-sama then realized what the outfit was and gasped in disbelief. "Wha-? Am I supposed to wear this outfit!?" Sakuya-sama, already blushing and trembling slightly, looked adorable. However, there would be no lenience. They had worked hard precisely for this moment. As their grades rose in response to their efforts, receiving a reward was but a fair exchange—one that Sakuya-sama would have to agree to. "You just need to wear this and pretend to serve us for a bit!" "Yes, yes! Just wear it and make us some tea!" "Ugh... B-but..." The blush on Sakuya-sama's face and her bashful trembling was endearing enough to be a reward in itself, but backing down wasn’t an option. The outfit was painstakingly chosen by the group, with Momiji Ichijo's help in getting the right measurements. They weren’t leaving without seeing her wear it. "I can't possibly wear such a short nurse's outfit!?" Pointing at the nurse outfit Azami held, Sakuya-sama protested. Indeed, the group had prepared exactly that—a nurse outfit. "Sakuya-chan, this is a standard nurse uniform used by the nurses at Kujo Hospital, you know?" "Why can't you wear something standard like this?" "Would Kujo Hospital, a credible medical institution, use uniforms too shameful to wear?" "Uh... Th-that..." Sakuya-sama's gaze faltered. The Kujo Hospital uniforms were not inappropriate or immodest. Although slightly above knee-length, exposing a little of the knee, it was a standard nurse uniform—albeit one that could be slightly form-fitting, potentially revealing panty lines or the color of one's underwear through the fabric. However, it was nothing but a typical nurse uniform. Even though it was a typical nurse's outfit by societal standards, for Sakuya-sama—raised as a sheltered and delicate young lady—it was undeniably an embarrassing costume. The group chose this outfit precisely because they knew it was on the verge of what Sakuya-sama could tolerate. Anything more provocative would likely lead to her refusing, even if promised as a reward. They presented clear arguments to persuade her, ensuring it was something Sakuya-sama could barely accept. "We're just asking you to wear a formal uniform used at Kujo Hospital," they asserted. "It's not even a mini-skirt—just slightly above the knee." And, "Did you lie about rewarding us if we improved our grades?" They boxed her in with arguments she couldn't counter. As someone who always kept her promises, Sakuya-sama was bound to concede eventually. If it was an overtly suggestive costume, she'd have an excuse to refuse, but not if it was a legitimate uniform from Kujo Hospital. Refusing based on the outfit’s style would imply that Kujo Hospital makes its nurses wear attire unfit for the public eye. "...Fine, I understand..." "Ooooooh!" Finally, Sakuya-sama relented! The group couldn't help but express their excitement. "Now then, Sakuya-sama, this way." Momiji smiled and led Sakuya-sama to the changing room. As they waited in the salon, Momiji exchanged thumbs-ups and cheerful grins with the other members, careful not to let Sakuya see. "Wait a minute, isn't Momiji getting to enjoy Sakuya-chan's nurse outfit without having done anything?" someone remarked. "Ah!" Indeed, Momiji had leaked Sakuya-sama's measurements and prepared the nurse uniform for them. Yet, while this was supposed to be a reward for their hard work, Momiji could enjoy it without having put in any similar effort. It seemed somewhat unfair. "Well, we did need collaborators..." "Yes, we did..." "But it still doesn't feel quite right..." Everyone understood. Momiji had helped persuade Sakuya and had supported them in various unseen ways. Still, there was a nagging feeling about someone who hadn’t shared in their efforts reaping the same reward. A while later, the salon door opened, but no one entered. "Come now, Sakuya-sama." "Ugh..." A voice came from outside. Sakuya-sama, having changed, was too embarrassed to step in front of the group. After some whispered exchanges with Momiji outside, Sakuya-sama finally gathered her courage and entered the salon. And at that moment... "Oooohhhh!!!" "Everyone... please don't look..." With a bright red face, Sakuya-sama entered the salon, fidgeting and holding down her skirt bashfully. Although the outfit only exposed a slight amount of knee, the fact that any part of her normally concealed knees was visible sent the group into a frenzy. "Come on, Sakuya-sama! Please make us tea!" "Sakuya-chan! Here too, please!" "Yes, yes!" "Please, please!" "Ahhhh..." Today was a day to appreciate the group's hard work, so Sakuya-sama was supposed to prepare tea for them. Nervously, she stepped forward from the door, hesitant yet approaching. As the brighter light revealed her form, Azami clamped her face—no, her nose—catching herself. "Pffff! Th-this... Sakuya-sama’s..." The excitement threatened to cause a nosebleed; Azami was beyond thrilled, having passed the peak of her excitement. When one is too excited, it can cloud judgment—surely, everyone has overdone something in a moment of unchecked exhilaration before. "Sakuya-sama in a nurse outfit! Sakuya-sama in a nurse outfit!" Click-click-click—the shutter sounds echoed as Azami pulled out her smartphone to capture Sakuya-sama. "Ah! Don't, don't take pictures! N-no!" "Azami, that's not fair!" "I'm taking pictures too!" Click-click-click—the camera shutters and flashes went into overdrive as everyone eagerly captured the moment. "Please, calm down, everyone! Don't take pictures! No, don't!" With each flash and shutter sound, Sakuya-sama's body quivered, her face flushed as if in a delightful daze, holding herself tightly—it was an image that excited everyone watching. "A-ah! Aahhh!" Finally, Sakuya-sama arched back and trembled before suddenly going limp. Momiji caught her just in time. "It seems Sakuya-sama has fainted, so let's call it a day." "Yes, let's..." "Sakuya-sama... Haa! Haa!" "Sakuya-chan was amazing..." Putting away their cameras, everyone lingered in the afterglow, still breathless with excitement, their faces flushed in a trance-like state. "Perhaps we should head home now..." "Yeah..." Though the day had just begun, everyone started leaving quickly. Usually, someone would complain, saying it’s too early to leave, but not today. Everyone was already drenched—staying any longer was impossible, nor could they request towels or a change of clothes. Floating in a euphoric haze, the group left Kujo mansion. But before boarding her car, Azami suddenly remembered something. "Wait, what about that nurse outfit?" "Oh, it doesn’t matter anymore..." "Yeah, we captured it perfectly, so we won’t run out of 'material' for a while..." "Hmm... Oh well!" With that, Azami dismissed the thought and got into the car, heading home. Meanwhile, in a certain maid's room, the nurse outfit, soaked with Sakuya’s embarrassment, was carefully sealed and preserved. Like to Support Support is temporarily unavailable. Support the author by donating points! Please log in to leave a rating. ※ Please log in to write impressions. ▲ Back to Top Send via X (formerly Twitter) or LINE Send via Twitter LINE +Notice+ Unless otherwise noted, all works featured here are fictional and bear no relation to any real people or organizations. Unless otherwise noted, the copyrights of the featured works belong to the author (with some exceptions). 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