Reincarnated In a Reversal World with Two Types of Women

"...A hospital?"

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a bed in a spacious hospital room.

The room, illuminated by an orange nightlight, was clean but quite plain, with a faint scent of medication in the air. Aside from the bed I was on, there was only a small storage shelf, a television, and a simple chair.

What confirmed it was a hospital were the intravenous drip attached to my left arm and the monitor by the bedside continuously displaying vital signs.

Yeah, there's no doubt about it; this is a hospital.

"...But seriously, I can't believe I survived."

I muttered to myself, recalling the scene I saw before I woke up.

It was just another ordinary day, the same old commute home from work.

As I walked down the sidewalk, suddenly, there was a blaring horn and a loud crash from behind, along with the screams and shouts of several men and women.

Amid the commotion, I turned to look, only to see a large truck careening wildly, mowing down pedestrians one after another.

From there, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

In my head, I was thinking, "I need to get out of the way," but my body wouldn't budge. I stood frozen in place as the truck hit me, and I lost consciousness with a jarring impact that felt like it was about to tear me apart.

That truck was going at nearly the same speed as it would on the road, and I was sure I'd died. I mean, with that kind of situation, how did I manage to survive?

And, looking at my arms and legs, they seem intact. Not a scratch, let alone any broken bones, and no signs of bruises or internal bleeding. I must have been incredibly lucky to come out of that accident unscathed.

I've definitely used up a lifetime's worth of luck in that accident.

"...Huh? But is it just me, or are my arms unusually slender?"

I have a somewhat chubby physique, standing at 168 centimeters tall and weighing 80 kilograms, without much exercise to keep me in shape.

However, the arms and legs in front of me now are remarkably slender.

I considered the possibility that I'd been bedridden for months, not regaining consciousness after the accident, which might explain my weakness. But upon closer inspection, these slender limbs are more muscular than emaciated. They aren't thin; they're lean and toned.

"Wow... and I have well-defined abs."

I lifted the hem of my pajamas, revealing not the familiar chubby belly, but a well-defined waist with six-pack abs.

My skin is strangely beautiful too. It's as if it's the skin of a man in his prime who has never cared about skincare. It's like I've rejuvenated to my childhood.

I don't know what's going on, but I look completely different.

"...Wait a minute, this is seriously not me!"

I exclaimed as I looked at my reflection in a small mirror hanging on the storage shelf. The person I saw was not the slightly chubby, somewhat ugly guy I knew. Instead, it was a beautiful boy with androgynous features, looking like a middle school student.

I waved my hand tentatively, and the beautiful boy in the mirror did the same with a strained expression.

Yeah, unbelievable as it is, it seems that this beautiful boy is me. I mean, what on earth is happening here?

Confused by the situation where I woke up with a changed appearance after a traffic accident, I sensed someone behind me.

"...Soma?"

Turning around, I saw a woman in her early thirties standing at the entrance of the hospital room.

She had loosely waved chocolate-colored short hair and was quite a beauty. Plus, she had an incredibly large bust.

The busty beauty looked at me and, after a brief moment of shock, she rushed over and hugged me.

"Soma, you're awake! I'm so glad! Oh, I'm really glad!"

"Wha...!?"

I was taken aback as she clasped my head and pressed her ample bosom against my face. My face was half-buried in the soft, warm cleavage.

Wow... it feels amazing, and she smells so good. But who is this? Who is this curvy beauty hugging me?

"Please, Yoko-san, calm down. Physical contact like that may not be..."

"Oh, right... I'm so sorry, Soma. Was that uncomfortable? I'm just so happy you're awake. I won't do it anymore, so please don't be angry."

The busty beauty, having received a warning from a nurse who had entered the room, quickly moved away from me.

Wait, it's over already? That's a shame... Wait a minute, what did this person just say? Yoko-san? This beauty is my mother?

No, that can't be right, can it? This lady looks no older than her mid-thirties, and she's supposed to be my mother...

Hmm? Does she exist? Considering my appearance looks like a middle schooler's, her being in her mid-thirties isn't that strange.

But wait a second, even before that, why did I end up in this state? A 28-year-old chubby and somewhat ugly guy getting hit by a truck one day and waking up as a beautiful boy - could it be that I've been reincarnated in another world?

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...To cut to the chase, it seems like I really have been reincarnated in another world.

The busty beauty who claims to be my mother, Amasaka Yoko, and the doctor, explained to me that the place I'm in right now is an entirely different world from what I know. In short, it's a world where women dominate, and the gender ratio is heavily skewed in favor of women.

In this world, the male-to-female ratio is nearly 1:100. There are 100 women for every man.

Not only is the male population extremely scarce, but all men in this world seem to have an aversion to what they call "feminine physical characteristics" in women. This includes features like a well-endowed bust, a soft and curvy body, and the distinct scent of a woman. This aversion begins to manifest during puberty, becoming more pronounced after experiencing their first ejaculation.

Now that I think about it, the female nurses and doctors taking care of me here are all incredibly slender. Their hair is cut very short, without exception.

While I do see some female nurses with more typical female body shapes from a distance, they never come near my room. They're probably avoiding me, so I don't feel uncomfortable around women with standard body types.

"But, Soma-kun, earlier when Mom hugged you, you didn't feel uncomfortable, did you?"

"Well... not particularly uncomfortable, maybe just a little."

I answered the slender, short-haired female doctor honestly when she asked. To be honest, it felt incredible. I won't go as far as to say it out loud, but it was definitely pleasant.

By the way, my name is Amasaka Soma, not what I remember as my name. It's quite different from the name I recall.

"Is that so... Well, Soma-kun, you seem to have no aversion to women at all. I find that quite surprising."

The doctor remarked.

"...Um, Doctor, is it possible that Sou-chan memory loss is related to this?"

"I'm not sure. Aversion or fear of women among men doesn't arise from experiential factors but from physiological and instinctive factors. I believe the cause may lie in the head injury itself. We should conduct more detailed examinations in that direction starting tomorrow."

"Yes, please do."

As you can see, I'm considered to have suffered memory loss due to a head injury. Well, it's convenient to say that, isn't it, memory loss?

Actually, I did hit my head. I jumped from the second floor of my house and stayed unconscious for five days.

And the reason for jumping from the second floor is... enrolling in high school next week.

Apparently, I couldn't bear the thought of being in the same school building with many girls when I enter high school. According to Yoko story, I was shouting loudly about such things and then dived out of the second-floor window.

Yoko told me that she couldn't stop me from jumping, and she cried and apologized repeatedly.

I didn't commit these actions myself, but I've caused Yoko so much worry and trouble. From now on, I'll do my best to make it up to her as a son.