The World Has Changed
The world has changed.
Men are lower body.
Chest, back, shoulders, arms.
Core is trained every day.
Basically, the weight training plan divided into four parts, lower body is fluidly included.
Two to three times a week.
After 48 hours of rest following a workout, the immediately sore part is lower body.
That’s how much I loved lower body.
Today was an arm and lower body day.
Just like usual, I entered the gym.
“Hello.”
“Yes. Hello.”
The staff sitting at the counter greeted me and accepted it.
A person I’d never seen before, newly hired?
The gym staff, not to mention, a woman wearing tight training clothes that clung to her body.
Lower body wasn’t visible, but upper body was.
Habitually, I scanned my body.
Naturally spread shoulders.
The thickness of the deltoids and triceps was not insignificant.
A bit of fat attached, the muscles weren’t perfectly revealed, but thanks to that, the healthy vitality stood out.
Her appearance was quite outstanding as well.
‘Did they pick her on purpose.’
If there was such a staff at the desk, someone coming for an experience would pay six months in advance and leave.
In the meantime, only muscle uncles were at the desk, now one woman in the gym, what a change the gym looked like.
She smiled brightly and met my eyes.
I stared blankly.
She spoke when I was in a daze.
“First time here?”
“...Ah, no. I have a card.”
I stuttered without realizing.
That was my personality.
When an attractive woman is in front of me, my mind goes completely blank.
Even if spoken to, I couldn’t answer well and my actions became dull.
I started exercising wanting to change my personality, but I only got addicted to exercise, my personality didn’t change.
“Here.”
“Yes. Please scan.”
“Ah, yes. Sorry.”
In reality, a true nerd with a good body.
I couldn’t act properly in front of a woman.
Stuttering, I scanned the card.
Squeak—
A sound, and the remaining period appeared on the screen.
The woman looking at the monitor on the desk said.
“Eh? It’s been over 2 years since you started?”
“Eh? Ah, yes.”
Why is that?
What’s the problem?
Her questioning made me shrink back without realizing.
This guy’s personality.
I know it’s nerdy but can’t fix it, it’s a problem.
The woman sitting at the desk tilted her head.
“By the way, why haven’t I seen you in a while? You must be a new member too, right?”
“Eh? Ah, yes. First time...”
I answered in a dragging voice, but she still smiled and talked to me friendly.
“Right. Strange. I can’t forget someone as wonderful as you.”
Wonderful?
Why are you like this?
Is there someone to recruit?
Objectively, the appearance wasn’t that great.
Just a bit better than average?
I knew my place.
When such a pretty woman acts friendly, it’s only when there’s something to be taken from me.
I guarded against her.
“I think I should go exercise...”
“Ah! Yes. Work hard.”
Strange.
Strange.
Even though the observer sees my actions draining my energy, she treats me like that.
What kind of conspiracy is being plotted.
I was quite suspicious.
I didn’t dislike women.
I was an ordinary man too.
But the problem was that this woman was talking to me friendly.
I could talk.
I could boast that I have above-average appearance and body.
But when I saw her maintaining attitude despite my shrinking actions when talking, no one did.
Who would like a man without confidence.
Big but actions timid.
No woman would like such a man.
Approaching based on appearance, but clearly wouldn’t want to meet long term.
Women’s intuition is amazing.
From the first conversation, I could gauge the opponent’s combat power to some extent.
I knew that this woman is just a good-looking nerd because of the greeting alone.
But she treats me kindly till the end?
Either one.
Either thorough professional spirit or something wanted from me.
If someone with such appearance and good figure has thorough professional spirit, how thorough would it be.
Just sitting there, the boss would like it.
But is there something to be taken from me?
It’s the first time meeting today, what does she know to take?
I can think she’s just a kind person, but no woman I’ve talked to was kind.
If she realizes I’m a man who drains energy, she turns immediately.
Not even a consideration target.
First time meeting, saying she’s never seen me, can’t forget someone wonderful.
That’s definitely a pickup line.
The one seducing, not the one taking something.
Even if I’m naive, I wouldn’t easily fall for that.
“Should I move?”
Now, every time I see this person, it would be uncomfortable.
Eyes are purified, but if the heart is uncomfortable, what’s the point.
I seriously considered moving the gym.
Entered the changing room, changed clothes, brought strap and towel, came out.
Today’s workout is biceps, triceps, lower body in order.
The most delicious is eating last.
Started exercising.
Other people were exercising in the gym too.
Interestingly, all women except me.
Originally mostly men, women at most 2, but today all women.
Because of that, today’s weight felt lighter than usual.
“Huff! Up.”
Breathing became intense.
I felt gazes.
The gazes of women watching me.
The women I glanced at casually were all good-looking, not to mention exercising.
The gazes of such women were always welcome.
It was hard to talk to women, but not that I didn’t want to show interest.
But the gazes were... lingering?
In many places.
Not many people, but clearly felt.
That they were watching me.
Excessive interest became a burden.
I even glanced to ask to stop looking, but only avoided then, and again glanced.
Even after arm workout.
Is my body that good?
Honestly, compared to gym freaks roaming the internet, I couldn’t say it’s that good.
It’s been 2 years since starting proper weight training.
I did it steadily for a long time, but not at a level where it’s obvious.
To reach that level, at least 5 years.
I don’t lack confidence in my body, but I didn’t have the courage to leave a public place.
In this gym, there were many people with better bodies than me, so nothing to brag about.
In ordinary t-shirt and shorts, muscles weren’t revealed that much.
At best, forearms and a bit of biceps?
I could keep staring because of curiosity at the weights.
But just walking, giving continued interest is strange.
Not because of good looks.
I looked in the mirror, but was it me as usual...?
Not usual?
I feel like somewhere I became a bit more handsome.
I wanted to approach and look closely, but there were still many gazes towards me.
Later.
Enter the changing room to look.
Lower body still remained.
Couldn’t leave during workout.
Immediately started lower body workout.
The feeling of being focused on by women.
It was fresh.
Was this the feeling women exercising in a gym full of men had?
Well, saying no interest when a woman appears in the gym on the internet is all bullshit.
There are really people who don’t give a glance.
But extremely few.
When a woman appears, you can’t not give a glance.
Men are such creatures from the beginning.
Most men I’ve seen so far stole glances at women, and I was the same.
When stealing glances, didn’t know, but when becoming the subject, the feeling was really strange.
Those women didn’t openly look at me, but all I felt was they were glancing.
Even when concentrating on exercise, if a gaze is felt, my strength drains without realizing.
How can I exercise then.
How did women exercise all this time.
They were amazing people.
I somehow finished the workout.
Wiping sweat with the towel I brought, heading to the changing room.
How long are these people going to exercise.
2 hours passed, people didn’t decrease, only increased.
Interestingly, no men, all women.
Is this a normal phenomenon?
Only one man in the gym besides me?
For 2 years, this was the first time.
The gym is in a remote place, not as good as other gyms.
Naturally, male members are much more.
Roughly 8 men to 2 women?
Those 2 women are mostly middle-aged women.
In the morning, they gather, chat while running on treadmill or bike, then disappear.
Young women in this gym are like beans in drought, rare.
But what is this sight in front of my eyes.
Leggings everywhere, leggings everywhere.
Leggings party.
Some wore loose training clothes, but more than half wore leggings and sports bras.
Wherever I put my eyes, embarrassment was there.
S-should I run away.
Workout is over.
No reason to stay here more.
I hurriedly moved my feet towards the changing room.
“Excuse me.”
But someone grabbed me, so I had to stop.
“Ye, yes?”
When I turned, I was very surprised.
It was a woman so pretty it looked like an idol, with a big chest, holding out her phone.
“I’m not the type of person who usually does this, but you’re too my type. If it’s okay, can I get your number?”
“...Eh?”
Am I getting my number now?
What kind of situation...?
I looked around in disbelief.
What I saw was only the CCTV in the corner and women shooting strong gazes.
Why are they looking like that.
“Sorry for suddenly grabbing you. I thought you might slip away because you’re fast.”
“Ah, yes...”
It doesn’t seem like hidden camera, but what is it really?
A pretty woman wanting my number?
No way.
Naturally, scam came to mind.
Weaklings.
Now, using pretty women to recruit disciples.
If a person doesn’t have good self-awareness, they can be fooled that way.
Not possible for me.
Just as I was about to politely refuse, someone interrupted.
“Sorry, member. You can’t do this in our gym. Male members would be troubled too?”
It was the female staff at the desk.