Chapter 7 – The Teacher’s First Day at Work

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Editor’s Note

Edited

Around evening, Michelle, who had gone out saying she would train for the day, returned.

She had left empty-handed but didn’t return that way.

Perhaps feeling somewhat guilty about having me handle her newly manifested ‘thing,’ she came back with food in hand.

Well, there was no particular reason to refuse, so I accepted and ate without complaint.

While I was munching on the sandwich she gave me, she —who had been gazing at me intently— said she needed to wash up and went into the bathroom.

…Had she already eaten?

Since she didn’t specifically tell me, I left about half of it. No matter what, I had at least that much courtesy.

However, Michelle didn’t come out of the bathroom even until after I had eaten and left some.

They say women take a long time to wash, and it seems to be true.

I hadn’t seen her come out last night since I had fallen asleep, but…

She wouldn’t come out completely naked, would she?

Feeling somewhat awkward, I headed to the bed. I thought it would be embarrassing if I sat here and made eye contact with her if she came out undressed.

Listening to the faint sound of water, I also felt like washing up.

My sticky body had been wiped by Undine, but… it felt a bit like cheating, and besides, not taking a shower doesn’t mean you don’t bathe, right?

In fact, I was also curious about the facilities.

Since it was a part not depicted in the game.

Though I could roughly guess.

So I had decided to enter the bathroom when Michelle came out, but she washed for quite a long time.

Only after I was sitting blankly and almost fell asleep did Michelle finish her long shower and come out.

Perhaps taking my previous words deeply to heart, she appeared wearing different clothes than when she went in.

Her exposed skin and face were slightly red, perhaps due to the long shower. Coming out with a towel on her head, she looked at the sandwich left on the table and said:

“You could have eaten it all.”

“…Just in case.”

After staring at her intently, I got off the bed and headed towards the bathroom. Then, from behind, Michelle’s voice, tinged with a bit of surprise, was heard:

“Are you… going to wash now?”

“Yes.”

As I responded nonchalantly, Michelle, who had been drying her hair, approached and sat me at the table?

“…Um, Instructor?”

“Eat this and then wash. If Teacher Plumeria doesn’t eat it, I’ll have to throw it away.”

Can’t she eat it herself?

Michelle pushed the remaining sandwich towards me and smiled awkwardly. I wondered why she was doing this, but since the sandwich I had tasted earlier was quite delicious, I reached out without complaint.

Only then did she return to her space with a faint smile.

Munching on the sandwich filled with eggs, I looked at her and then moved towards the bathroom.

The feeling that Michelle’s gaze was on me was just my imagination, right?

Anyway.

Entering the bathroom, which hadn’t been described in detail, gave me a peculiar feeling.

Should I say it felt like listening to an off-the-record?

It was somewhat exciting.

Enough to forget the situation I was in.

…Since I would have to stay here for quite a long time anyway, it seemed better not to think too deeply.

What good would it do to feel homesick?

So, the bathroom I entered… wasn’t particularly special. Except for the fact that there was a separate space to undress before going in to wash, it had a structure that one would associate with a bathroom.

Wait, if there’s such a space, why did she undress outside?

There was also a mirror there, and several items that were presumably for grooming. Michelle didn’t seem to use them separately, as none of the packaging was opened.

…These would probably never be opened.

Since I wouldn’t have a use for them, and if she doesn’t use them, no one would ever use them.

After offering a brief silent prayer for those items, I looked at the large mirror.

The appearance I had glimpsed in the infirmary was clearly reflected.

Hair between silver and white, with a warmth felt from it.

Eyes that shifted between golden and light green depending on the angle.

An eye shape that felt somewhat languid and cozy. And…

As I slowly lowered the zipper, a mass of fat befitting that coziness appeared.

“Gulp.”

Watching it sway back and forth as I moved my arms, I felt strange.

This is really my body now.

I didn’t know when controlling it in the game, but this body must have been extremely uncomfortable.

Taking off the workout clothes that wrapped my body, my body became even more clearly visible.

The snow-white skin was like milk poured out.

…The center of the fat mass that glowed with a light color made me feel somewhat embarrassed. I thought, can such a light color really exist?

Or maybe it’s because I’m in a game?

Out of curiosity, I unconsciously supported the fat mass below with my hand.

…It was warm and soft. At the same time, I felt its weight.

As the weight that had been pressing down on my shoulders moved to my palm, I felt a relief on my shoulders.

Having these attached must be why I couldn’t run properly.

It was nice to look at, but thinking of it as my body, it was extremely uncomfortable.

And.

I glanced at the area below my pelvis reflected in the mirror.

The important part wasn’t directly visible, but I could clearly see how smooth it was.

Though I knew it, the fact that I had become a woman hit home.

Realizing it, I felt strange with embarrassment and a sense of disconnect overwhelming me.

When I removed my hand that had been holding my chest, I felt the strain on my waist and shoulders.

…I really can’t just cut these off.

Come to think of it, this game also has alchemy.

Perhaps for that reason, there’s a place called the alchemy department. Usually, in such games, there are items to cater to preferences.

Things like pills commonly referred to as breast enhancement pills.

Then, conversely, couldn’t there also be pills that make breasts smaller?

It seemed worth a try.

I probably couldn’t make them myself… but I might be able to approach someone who could.

I thought it was essential for my comfortable living and for digesting what remained ahead.

…Another task added to the list.

How should I approach them?

I knew many ways to approach as a fellow student, but I was a bit at a loss on how to approach as a faculty member.

Well, I’ll figure it out as I go along.

With a sigh, I moved inward to shower, which was the original purpose of entering the bathroom.

“Sniff, sniff.”

Feeling like there was some kind of smell, I sniffed, but didn’t detect anything particularly strange.

Tilting my head, I stood in front of the shower that felt somehow familiar.

…The things I had criticized as convenient settings when playing the game were now providing me with convenience, which gave me a strange feeling.

I turned on the faucet.

Swoosh!

Ah, cold, damn it.

“Eeeek!?”

Bang bang bang!

“W-what’s wrong!?”

When I shouted at the sudden cold water, Michelle’s voice was heard, probably having heard it.

Touching my face that had become cold, I shouted:

“Th-the water is too cold. I-it’s nothing.”

“Ah… if you turn it to the other side, it should get warmer.”

“…Thank you.”

I know that… Ah, shit, how embarrassing.

This is all because of the convenient setting.

I washed my body while needlessly cursing Freesia Chronicles.

Except for the fact that there wasn’t a place that wasn’t soft, making me feel somewhat strange, it was what I wanted.

…Since it’s my body, I’d probably get used to this soon too.

Anyway, there’s no part that would harden because of this.

Thinking that made me feel somewhat bitter.

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Living as something akin to a faculty member at the academy was more troublesome than I had expected.

It meant that I had to move my body directly to do things that would be solved with a single click in a game.

For example, waking up in the morning and preparing for work.

“…Instructor, isn’t it about time you should leave?”

“Can’t I… sleep for five more minutes…?”

Then there’s the roommate who finally revealed her setting of being weak in the morning.

…She’ll manage on her own.

I put on gym clothes and draped a snow-white coat over them.

Unlike the inconvenience of not being able to act as a student, my work attire was close to freedom, so I decided to wear gym clothes without much thought.

There were skirts and shirts in the closet that would come to mind for a health teacher, but that wasn’t my concern.

After preparing for work and gathering items in anticipation of ‘someone’ coming to the infirmary.

…Leaving behind my roommate who still couldn’t get out of bed, I headed to the infirmary.

The academy is larger than I thought.

If I don’t move diligently, I might not arrive at the main building on time.

…Michelle might get there quickly if she runs, but not me.

Will this also improve someday?

In the distance, I could see students coming out of the dormitory and heading towards the main building.

I had seen them during the entrance ceremony too, but the academy uniforms were really pretty.

Looking at that scenery, which would have been described with a single line of text, a warm smile came to me.

No student had approached me to talk yet.

…Well, who would talk to me when I haven’t even exchanged a single word with anyone?

Anyway.

I was able to safely reach the infirmary. Thanks to securing the door properly, there were no signs of intrusion.

After opening the window to ventilate as soon as I arrived, I sat in front of the desk.

…It was good to come to work, but.

There was nothing to do immediately.

…Though it’s good for an infirmary to be quiet, I thought it was… too quiet.

The uninvited guest that came to the quiet infirmary.

Was right when I had just finished checking all the items in the infirmary.

With a sliding sound, the door opened, and.

There was a girl with light water-colored hair.

I had worried about what if she didn’t come back, but it seems that worry was unfounded.