Chapter 13 – The Teacher and the Book

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After leaving the room and conducting various experiments, I could tell that the “Affinity” stat had definitely changed something.

Bubble, bubble….

Until yesterday, I had to read Undine’s face to gauge her mood, but now I could feel something like her emotions flowing into my mind.

…There wasn’t much else to explain about it. It was a bizarre sensation I’d never experienced before.

But it wasn’t unpleasant.

Directly feeling her purity and joy was quite an enjoyable experience.

I tried experimenting to see if I could convey my emotions to her as well, but the tiny girl just jumped around happily regardless of what I was thinking.

I’m glad she looks happy, but…

I thought perhaps her standards might be different from humans’.

Next, I tried materializing the Water Onahole that had exhausted me. Although others wouldn’t immediately recognize it by sight, I was still embarrassed, so I did it secretly where no one could see.

“Hmm….”

Upon closer inspection, I started to understand vaguely why I had collapsed from exhaustion.

The internal structure of what I’d created from my imagination was extremely… complex.

…Well, since I’d never seen the real thing, it was silly to expect to create an exact replica.

That naturally meant… I must have referenced artificial objects from my memory.

So that’s probably how this complex and terrifying weapon designed solely for stimulation came to be.

It seemed I needed to simplify it more.

I felt very strange, but considering what might await me in the future, this was less of a choice and more of a necessity.

However, there was a problem.

Despite various modifications, I couldn’t get a good sense of how it would feel.

Since I no longer had “that,” I couldn’t test it.

By the time I realized that my only option was actual practice, I was already mentally and physically exhausted from crafting the Water Onahole.

Using the last of my strength to clean myself up, I returned to my room, fell asleep like the dead, and woke up the next day.

And that meant it was time to go to work.

“Sigh…”

But this shabby body of mine had one good point.

If I was too lazy to get up and wash, I could just call Undine.

As I yawned widely and called for Undine, the now-familiar girl emerged from my shoulder.

“Hello.”

There was no reply, but I could feel Undine’s emotions gently flowing to me.

This unconditional affection and goodwill was somewhat unfamiliar, but… I accepted it. It’s not like anything would change anyway.

After roughly cleaning my body and stretching, Undine, who hadn’t yet disappeared, approached my chest.

With her tiny hands, she lifted my breasts.

…Hmm, did they look that heavy?

Watching my breasts go up and down with Undine’s touch made me feel a bit strange.

“Umm….”

The feeling was somewhat bizarre, so when I tried to stop Undine, she vanished with a faint smile as if she’d expected it.

Just as I could feel Undine’s emotions, could she feel mine too?

So did she return after feeling the emotions I felt…?

I don’t know.

It would be nice if we could talk.

Come to think of it…

Was Michelle already up?

When I turned my head to check her bed, it was empty. I looked in the bathroom just in case, but there was only a slight dampness left with no sign of Michelle.

Seeing that made me feel strange.

I thought she was a character according to the setting, but she didn’t always act the way I expected her to.

It was quite different from watching through a monitor.

While that pleased me as a fan of the Freesia Chronicles, it also left me feeling uneasy in a corner of my mind.

Meanwhile…

Without realizing it, I started sniffing, and a strange scent entered my nose. Following the source, I spotted what appeared to be a laundry basket. And inside it… were Michelle’s clothes.

…Is this the scent of a beast-person or something?

The fragrance was incredibly strong.

Almost suffocating.

I called Undine to clean it, which made things much better.

Actually, it wasn’t that the smell was unpleasant or anything. It was rather fragrant, in its way.

But when I breathed in this scent…

Well, I’m not sure how to explain it.

A ticklish feeling I had never experienced before.

Somehow my body felt itchy, but it didn’t seem like something that scratching would solve.

Anyway.

Since the scent had faded, I pulled myself together and headed out to the infirmary.

No one would probably visit the infirmary at this hour, but it was still my job.

But… I could see a silhouette pacing in front of the infirmary from that early hour.

Wondering if something serious had happened, I approached, and a familiar face greeted me.

“Ah, Teacher Iris!”

“Student Charlotte.”

She hesitated for a moment, then approached me and held out something.

It was a strange object with a solid cylinder and something soft attached to the end.

When I blinked in confusion, Charlotte carefully said:

“Since you seem to enjoy exercising, I made something that might help…”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes….”

That was very nice.

I wasn’t sure what she had made for me, but it seemed her affection level had exceeded a certain threshold.

…The event that raised her affection level was a bit uncomfortable, but if I think of it as a necessary exchange, it’s not bad.

“Y-You press this switch on the side to make it work… If it stops moving, please let me know, and I’ll take a look at it.”

“I understand.”

When I thanked her, Charlotte, who had been fidgeting with her fingers, stared at me.

She looked like she had something else to say.

“Is there anything else…?”

When I asked carefully, Charlotte brought up something unexpected.

“Um, c-could you hug me just once?”

“Pardon?”

“Oh, never mind. I-I’ll be going now!”

I looked at Charlotte, who had bowed her head deeply, and then carefully embraced her.

“Ah, Teacher Iris?”

“Well… it’s not a difficult request.”

“Yes….”

Charlotte, who had been trembling, soon nestled into my embrace.

…I was concerned that my breasts might make her uncomfortable, but she seemed more focused on feeling my body heat.

Actually, Charlotte’s behavior wasn’t surprising.

It made sense that her affection level had risen enough to give me a gift.

A girl who gets lonely easily and actually wants to be pampered like this…

While she might be barely an adult by this world’s standards, she still seemed like a young girl to me.

Anyway.

I was pleased at the thought of enjoying the convenience of magical engineering, and the corners of my mouth turned up.

After sending away the shy Charlotte, I entered the infirmary.

Before sitting at my desk, I opened the windows for ventilation.

Then I sat down and examined the magical device Charlotte had given me.

I hadn’t seen anything like this in the game, but somehow the shape seemed strangely familiar.

A cylindrical body with something soft attached to the end.

…Wait a minute.

With a sense of disbelief, I pressed the switch.

Then.

Vrrrrrrrr.

I could see the soft part vibrating.

This is… that.

W-Well, it is a massage tool…

Since its original purpose is for that… it’s correct, but.

VRRRRRRR!

“…This is crazy.”

I sighed and pressed the switch to turn it off.

Placing the now silent device on the desk, I felt my face grow oddly hot.

…I’m the bad person for thinking this way, right? Charlotte didn’t give this to me to use it like that.

It was similar in principle to the massage Michelle gave me yesterday, just different in form.

I stared at it for a while, then picked it up again, placed the end part where my neck and shoulder connect, and pressed the switch.

VRRRRRRR!

“Owww….”

It felt just right. This subtle yet rapid vibration that hands couldn’t reproduce.

This is a massager… a massager.

I turned off the switch and wallowed in self-deprecation for a moment.

When I put down the massager, I noticed the book next to it.

It was the book where I had scribbled my name at the beginning.

The cover still had that luxurious feel.

In the corner was my name… that is, the name “Iris” was written.

…Of course, since I wrote it, but the fact that I’m really being called Iris means there must be something to this place.

With that thought, I examined it closely, but there was nothing particularly special about it.

But… why was I suddenly drawn to it?

I unconsciously turned the pages.

The first page was the same, containing Iris Plumeria’s basic, unremarkable profile.

The change came on the next page.

“…What’s this?”

[Spirit Affinity Increase (Minor)]
[Sensitivity Expansion (Minor)]

I got goosebumps.

It was strange enough that text had suddenly appeared, but the content of that text was even more unsettling.

…The pill I took over the weekend.

Its effects were written there. More precisely, it described how it had affected my body.

After being very flustered, I soon regained my composure.

Is this… a status window?

It seemed a bit too modest to be called that… but it was something similar.

“Well, I’ll be…”

It was a bit surprising, but… I figured it couldn’t hurt to have it.

Then something occurred to me, and I picked up the pen that was beside me.

I scribbled some text in the empty space.

[Breast Size Change ? → A]

…It’s not like I would know my current breast size anyway.

At any rate, I had nothing to lose, so I gave it a try.

But the world wasn’t so accommodating. The characters I had diligently scribbled decomposed and disappeared from the paper.

Without leaving a single trace.

As expected, it didn’t work.

If it did, it would be a complete cheat.

Just in case, I tried writing down some special stats I remembered, but the result was the same.

I was about to close the book with a sigh when I noticed other text below “Affinity Increase” and “Sensitivity Expansion.”

Was it there originally?

Wondering if I had succeeded after all, I looked again.

[Lewdness +1]

An unexpected sentence appeared.

“What the hell.”

I closed the book immediately.

I could only laugh in disbelief.

After behaving as properly and modestly as I had, to be called lewd.

…Could that be fake?

In my irritated vision, I spotted the massager Charlotte had given me.

No, well, I did have that kind of thought briefly, but I wasn’t actually going to try it, it was just curiosity… curiosity.

That thing appears in Yuri scenes sometimes.

I felt my eyes getting moist from the self-loathing that washed over me.

I really wasn’t planning to try it…

But it seemed like there was no one who would listen to me.