Naturally, a traffic jam occurred around the stairs.
Because I looked away, bumped into a girl, and with that momentum, rubbed the girlâs breast.
While trembling, the girl apologized to me, and a crowd glared at her.
The girl in front of me, looked like those you saw on tv where a middle-aged office worker was scolded for doing some misconduct.
It wasnât me, but only the girl whose breast I rubbed. Really it was a surreal situation.
Once I grasped the situation, I said,
âNo, wait! I was the one who touched it. Because I bumped into her. It was meâŚâ
When I said so while panicking in the middle of the group of girls, they turned their gaze toward me, and looked at me with kind eyes.
âWhen decided to enter this school. We all wrote and submitted an oath, that weâll never do something that will make men feel unpleasant. And this girl, she broke it.â
âI, I, Iâm sorâŚâ
The words of apology werenât finished⌠on the contrary, I heard sobbing.
Is this such a serious thing?
âIf you live in a special ward, you would get kicked out of this school, and if you live outside the special ward, on top of that, the government will cancel your permission. Right?â
âYeah, they said that itâll be only the person, but if they deemed it as a vicious act, then the whole family will alsoâŚâ
Yep, this is a serious matter.
The first girl whom I bumped, her face turned pale, and the girl whose breast I rubbed had already started crying.
I looked at the girl whom I bumped firstâŚ
ââŚs-she fainted!?â
I wondered why only one made noises, but the first girl had already fallen to the floor.
âThis girl is from outside the special ward. It seems that she has let go of her consciousness because of the magnitude of her nervousness.â
I just bumped into her a little, though?
âHey! Canât you move? What are you doing?â
I looked up and saw a female teacher squeezing through the waves of people.
This, what should I doâŚ
At this rate, some girls may get expelled.
The boys, who were assigned to the co-ed school, were enrolled without an examination or an interview. After all, in a sense, the boys were victims.
Textbooks and uniforms were mailed.
The boys only needed to go to the school once during the procedure before enrollment.
In my case, Sis went in my stead, so I didnât even have to go.
Today, was my first time here.
Probably because of that, there was no prior knowledge of the co-ed school including school rules. I couldnât find such a memory.
I didnât think that the girls were asked to oath and even submit in a written paper form.
In the first place, what kind of oath did the girls make? Was it something like a religious oath in writing that people make in the Muromachi Period (1333-1573)?
But even those, once the Sengoku Period (1467-1615) ended, became just a mere paper with no meaning.
A female teacher approached as if trying to mediate.
Iâm sure, sheâll be the one making a decision regarding this matter.
I thought so, and explained the events before anyone else. But the answer I got back was unexpected.
âThis is different from Middle School. The same rules as in society apply here.â
So, you mean, if an adult woman did the same thing within the Special Ward, she would be arrested? Since this is school, itâll expulsion?
What a warm-hearted way of doing things, huh!
Certainly, in this Special Ward, it could be said that the ideal had been realized with the aim of creating a society where men could live with peace of mind.
So, women were always acting cautiously.
âNever make unnecessary contact with men.â
This stable society was established because they were restraining themselves with such a mindset.
However, to immediately give a heavy punishment as soon as the first day of school, was truly what people would call, âPunishing a crime to make an example for othersâ.
And this time, it wasnât even the girlsâ fault.
Thus, I said, again and again, many times, but the female teacher shook her head.
âEven if you say so, but if every time such an event with men is regarded as unexpected or accident, that nightmare called âHoney Squeezingâ may happen again.â
Japan was the only country that called it âHoney Squeezingâ, and in other countries, it was generally called âParadise Enticementâ.
It was actually pointing out the male incentives of the United States, which the U.S called âMale Privilegeâ.
At one point, the United States suddenly applied its own male incentives to foreign men as well.
Even if they werenât their own citizens, if they lived in a special area designated by the United States, they would be given the same incentives as men in their own country.
Not only provided the same treatment but also included financial assistance.
Normally, that wasnât the case. As a result, many men from all over the world migrated there.
Naturally. As one would expect.
Policies for men vary greatly from country to country.
At that time, the treatment of men living in a monarchy or dictatorship country was by no means good.
The U.S. government cleverly make men who immigrated to âAbaddon their countryâ.
Many men from Japan also migrated to the United States and became US citizens.
The Japanese government was angry and protested, but it was a manâs voluntary action in the first place.
It was wrong for the country to say anything about individual choices, especially men.
And the United States didnât even listen to Japanâs protest.
In a hurry, Japan also made four âSpecial Residential Areas for Menâ, commonly known as âSpecial Wardâ in Japan, and somehow, stopped the outflow of men.
To this day, many Japanese women still hated US policy by calling it âHoney Squeezingâ.
âI learned it in the history of Middle School, but that was more than fifty years ago, right?â
At that time, âMass SeHaâ, the short term for Mass Sexual Harassment, was one of the reasons why many Japanese men migrated to the United States.
At that time, harassment of men was like a routine.
Each person did a small amount⌠In a way, it was just trivial harassment.
For example, just touching a manâs hand, or just hitting a manâs shoulder while passing by.
What really matter was the quantity in a day. It was a ridiculous amount of harassment.
More so, in this society where the gender ratio was so broken.
Even if women had a little fun once a day, men were harassed a thousand times a day.
Moreover, women werenât aware that they were harassing men.
Some people thought that their fingertips just touch the menâs bodies a little, like their shoulders that it wasnât something to be irritated about.
The stress of a man who was suffering from such trivial harassment day and night was so great that many jumped at the sweet words from the United States.
Having been left by many men, women, not only those in Japan, finally realized that generally they were hated so much.
Japanese women regret what they did as deeply as the bottom of the sea, but it was too late.
The squeezed honey wouldnât come back to the nest.
Of course, even in Japan at that time, excessive contact with men was prohibited.
The government, which thought that wasnât enough, announced that even trivial contact would be subject to punishment within the âSpecial Wardâ that would be soon created.
Fifty years after the birth of the âSpecial Wardâ, it seemed that recently, a tendency had been created inside women that made them think that it was bad even if they collide a little with men.