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Rey POV

My short trip to the school was an interesting experience, with this new outlook on the world and society as a whole.

After my short morning shower, because of the memories of that bubbly butt cheeks that belonged to my younger brother and my confused feelings about it.

I shared a brief morning breakfast with my family, well.

With Astolfo, as our mother was already out to work, she was a lawyer with a politician carrier in the sight as she wanted to go for the seat of the city mayor.

Something I think will work for her, as she was pretty popular, with her unbending character and her straight-up hell-as-high charisma that made others eat from her palms.

Yea... That sat right. She was, after all, Artoria Pendragon. No matter the world, her charisma and drive are out of this world...

And Mordred, she didn't come out of the room, something I think is because of last night's event, not that I was disappointed about it. Mordred woke up with mixed feelings inside me. I want to feel anger at her for how she behaved, but...

The other part, the true Rey part of me, loved my sister too much for me to feel anger toward her for longer than a few hours. In the end, she had a right to be worried about me...

But back to the topic, after the wonderful breakfast that was made by none other than the little cretin that was constantly waking up in my a lustfully desire, and his innocent and yet not so innocent smiling face, framed by his pink hair, I almost bolted to the school, knowing that Astolfo has his own friends he is going to school each day.

After school, we usually travel together, but at school, he is mainly enclosed by his friends...

And as the memories of his friends came to my mind, I wanted just to groan as I realized that all of them were like Astolfo.

A Traps...

God, why...

That was my thoughts as I traveled to the school and tried very hard not to get a boner, once again, as there wasn't any cold shower in the vicinity to calm me down.

The looks I received didn't help, like. At all.

I never knew how the girls felt until I felt appreciating, judging, and lustful gazes on me from the girls and women from numerous age groups.

I knew that some just looked at me in an appreciating way, the same you look at something that you find beautiful or cute.

But still, being such a center of attention was not very...

Good for me, nor my tries to not think anything naughty.

It was just the start of the day, and I already felt so spent...

"Heh, what a loser." One of the boys said.

"Yea, let's go. She isn't worthy of time." This time it was the voice of a girl, and I finally looked at what was happening, just to blanch.

I...

I never really met any such case of bullying, at least not in my previous life.

But, this...

This was like from fucking fiction or novel, or real, and I just didn't have any experience with that, as I never ever witnessed it, and Rey wasn't...

Well, the previous Rey knew these things happened, but he mostly held himself away from such groups and people who either liked to bully or were bullied...

Rey was non-conformist.

"What the fuck?!" I couldn't help myself as the words flew from my mouth pretty loudly, gathering the looks of even those who saw the entire bullying incident but just didn't either care to meddle or were too scared.

That some of them were adults made my stomach almost churn.

But I already meddled, so...

There wasn't a way to go from this and not look like a coward...

Plus...

The idea of leaving made my blood burn.

"And who the fuck are you, huh?" One of the more athletic-looking girls said to me, which made me finally look at her. She was black, with a firm body and sporting gear, my school symbol on it.

Huh, so she was going to the same school. Now that I looked, the entire image she sported spoke of runners I saw on the fields some days I ate outside in the school courtyard.

"Hey, isn't that?" One of the more petite girls, who looked truly cute, something strange as most women of this world rather wanted to be seen as strong, and not delicate or cute, said to the black girl, and a girl with red hair...

This...

It made me feel some kind of sense of deja vu...

"What?!" The black girl asked derisively asked the petite girl, but what caught my interest was how the red-haired girl shook when she looked at me.

I...

Knew her from somewhere, from both my and Rey's memories.

"I-I think he is the brother of R-Ragefist." What?

What the fu.

What a silly name is that?

Still, by the look of it, and from how the black-haired girl paled, the name had a specific meaning and brother?

I had just two siblings and...

Mordred...

"S-Sophia, l-lets go." The red-haired girl bravely, or as bravely as she could say, said to the now-named Sophia...

Wait, black athletic bully girl, the red-haired center of attention, and cutesy girl on the side.

The freaking Trio?!

So that means.

Looking at the juice-drenched and brown-haired nerd girl, I had a certain suspicion about who that was.

And it made me feel extraordinary. This entire event was strange.

"Che. You are lucky, so long, loser." Sophia spat at the girl, who seemed to just shrink into herself even more, not daring to move a muscle, and I frowned. Even if the gender roles changed, women could still be vicious creatures.

Shaking myself from my thoughts and noting down to hunt down someone who knew about Mordred's supposed nickname.

I walked to the girl, who just flinched as I knelt down before her with a pained smile on my face.

"Hey, would it be too stupid to ask if you are alright?" I tried to joke.

Unsuccessfully, as the girl didn't say anything, even if the females are supposed to be more proactive in this place, the maybe-Taylor, is a bullied victim, and probably a virgin and a nerd who never much spoke with boys.

Remembering some of my nerdier friends, I knew how hard it was for them to speak with girls, especially when they felt uncomfortable or embarrassed.

And the maybe-Taylor had all right to feel embarrassed. After all, she knew what I just saw and knew how she surely looked right now.

She was probably too embarrassed to even look at me, and by the way, she shook, I knew I was right.

"Look, let me just," I said as my hand moved to my backpack, making the girl flinch but somehow calm down as I took napkins and very slowly and gently started to dry her hair with them.

"W-why." Hm.

"Hm? Why what?" I absentmindedly asked as I moved my hands lower, cleaning her face and then chest.

It was...

Strange how simply I could touch a women's breasts. Yes, it was through clothing, but female breasts in this world weren't anything special, whereas men couldn't go out without a shirt, or naked chest, as it was taken as scandalous.

"W-why h-help me. W-what do you want?" She asked but didn't move as she let me clean her face, hair, and front.

"Hmmm." Yea...

Why I meddled?

I shook my head.

"Should there be a reason to behave as a civilized being?" I lightly said, finally earning emotion from the girl.

She had a nice giggle-like sound.

Taylor POV

She didn't know what to think about this Rey.

He was...

He was the kind of guy any girl would want to fuck. He wasn't too much cute or handsome, balancing the look and making himself look wonderful, and the way he spoke and behaved.

Taylor never had any good interaction with the males.

It was mostly Emma who was more experienced between them. Where Taylor masturbated on the naked men's chests, Emma already had her fair share of them.

Emma...

To think that her bullying would make a boy like Rey notice her.

Even now, Taylor thought that it was just some kind of ploy. No boy's ever noticed, such nerdy girls. She knew that some of her friends...

From the gaming club she was a part of. They were already so horny and desperate to lose their V-card that they even spoke about going to the Red light district.

Taylor, she...

She didn't want that, at least not her first time. She was called naive and a dreamer, but weren't the first times supposed to be magical?

At least, that's what her mother told her.

And yet, even if such a boy shouldn't ever notice her, he was now going to the school with her, speaking.

Taylor never knew boys who could be so knowledgeable about games!

Weren't boys supposed to care just about their looks and gossip about girls?

Rey, Rey, who was one of the top ten best-looking guys in the school, was a nerd!

A NERD! LIKE HER!

It was...

A mindblowing revelation.

"A gaming club, huh?" Rey said interestedly, and Taylor blushed. It was just so hard to speak with a boy, even if it was about something she liked, something she found they shared.

"I-It isn't ju-just a gaming club! I mean, yea w-we play games and all, but it's... Well, it's a place for u-us?" Stupid Taylor!

What do you mean by US?

Do you want him to look at you like some kind of creep or, or something other?

"Us?" Rey asked as he tilted his head, making Taylor almost shudder. He looked so...

Cute.

"I mean, w-we, its place w-where you can play and, and read, and, and do all other things! We-we mostly all have our corners where we sit in groups and do our things!" Taylor quickly shot as she tried not to make it seem like a totally nerdy and lame place.

"Hoh? Hey, would you mind showing me the club? I myself was looking for one, and from what you are saying, your club sounds interesting." Rey said with a smile, and Taylor tried, trying so hard not just to nod her head and promise to do all things he wanted from her.

Fuck.

It was just so hard to say no to the boy!

Especially one that cleaned her and, and.

And showed such, such kind eyes on her...

It just made her feel so, so driven up. She wanted to be seen in the best light she could.

Which could be hard with how she was still sticky from the juice these bitches poured at her...

"Y.yea! O-Ok! I mean I- I can introduce you to our prez, Hermione she- she would be delighted to know a boy who wants to j-join us!" Taylor quickly said.

"...Hermione Granger?" What? Why Rey stopped and looked at her in such a way? Did she screw up?

Was she, was she really such a loser to screw even this?!

"Y-yea? I- I mean, she is our club prez."

"Huh... Well, why not? I would like to see it, and if I like what I see. Then I wouldn't mind joining."

Taylor so desperately tried not to shout in delight.