Chapter 28 – The President is Busy with Public and Private Affairs

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Editor’s Note

Edited

“Hmm…”

Philia stared intently at Undine, who was pouring warm water to brew tea.

I felt somewhat anxious as I glanced at her emerald green eyes, whose thoughts I couldn’t discern.

Isn’t there an image that elves love nature and are friendly with spirits?

It might be a stereotype, but most elves I’ve seen so far were typically like that.

…Of course, I had only encountered them through screens or text, and this was my first time seeing one in person.

Occasionally, there were depictions breaking these clichés, showing muscular elves or portraying them almost at the level of barbarians.

But… Philia doesn’t seem to be that type.

To begin with, if she were that kind, she wouldn’t be at the Academy. Nor would she be the student council president.

Although I can’t say I know her well due to some unfortunate reasons, looking at the reasons for retiring characters, there weren’t many that seemed forced.

She has a loving and warm body and face but is a terrifying stickler for principles.

…I think she’s truly an appropriate talent for controlling the somewhat free-spirited students.

When such a person intently stares at Undine, my precious partner, how could I not be scared?

She might get angry for making the spirit do such menial tasks.

…Come to think of it, both of them had a strange commonality in that they were things I hadn’t encountered in the game.

Anyway.

Perhaps sensing my anxious glances at her, her green eyes turned to me.

As I flinched, she tilted her head. Her delicate lips parted.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah, um… I was wondering if there was perhaps some problem?”

Upon hearing this, she cleared her throat and gently took the tea ware from my hand and started brewing the tea.

“It’s clearly Undine… but somehow it strangely caught my attention and… I’m sorry. I came to discuss but got distracted.”

“That can happen.”

It’s okay. I sometimes feel a sense of discomfort from it too.

By the way, it seems the elf is indeed friendly with spirits as expected.

Still, it seemed she wasn’t going to scold me for making the spirit be a water shuttle, which made me feel relieved inwardly.

With a more comfortable feeling, I gratefully accepted and drank the tea brewed by the elf lady.

…I mean, it was just normally served in a teacup.

Honestly, where else would I get to drink tea brewed by an elf?

Some might derogatorily call them “erofs,” but I didn’t have a particularly bad image of elves.

If she hadn’t been a person… no, an elf closely associated with game overs, I would have attempted to pursue Philia.

But for that, she was too close to game overs, and Freesia Chronicles had many other attractive characters.

So, I closed my eyes to savor the tea she had made and moistened my lips with the tea.

The warm tea made my lips moist and carefully touched my tongue.

The taste didn’t differ much. In fact, I inwardly thought there might not be much meaning since I had prepared the tea leaves…

But you never know.

“Hmm?”

When I concentrated, it seemed like there was a scent like the sun’s fragrance. How curious.

As I sniffed and opened my eyes, I saw Philia leaning her face close to mine.

“Eek!?”

What is this? Am I being fired? Why so suddenly?

Startled, I buried myself in the chair, and Philia, whose eyes had been somewhat dreamy, quickly backed away and cleared her throat.

“Ahem, ahem… I, I’m sorry.”

“Why did you suddenly…?”

I couldn’t speak properly due to the surprise.

She seemed very flustered and flinched.

Seeing her loving heart pouch shake, I somehow felt calm.

It would look really nice to put Charlotte between us.

Would that be difficult?

While I indulged in such fantasies, Philia, having composed herself, spoke as if making an excuse.

“T-teacher, it seems you are much… loved by the spirit.”

“Uh… is that so?”

“Yes, I can strongly feel the spirit’s energy. Perhaps that’s why your Undine felt somewhat special.”

“Oh….”

I thought she was going to barge in, wipe her mouth clean, and throw a lousy book at me…

But it seemed she had given me a fairly good ability.

A friend of spirits certified by an elf?

I can’t resist that.

…Of course, Philia didn’t go that far, but my brain, which was running on yuri circuits, had quite a rich imagination.

So, with my mouth corners softening.

A somewhat serious conversation began.

And the story that flowed from Philia’s mouth drove me into shock and horror.

“So… the student who grew went to another student…”

“It seems they were in a state of… having some affection for each other.”

The subsequent story about the student who came to their senses or the student who passed out with their face contorted from pain and something else was barely audible to me.

Good heavens.

Something that shouldn’t have happened had occurred.

It was a shocking incident where a dick had intruded into yuri.

…I hadn’t anticipated such an incident since they had been visiting the infirmary until now.

Thinking about the flower that had wilted because I couldn’t protect it made me sad.

“Um… Teacher?”

My expression must have looked very bad as I thought about this, as I saw Philia looking at me with worried eyes.

“Ah, I’m fine.”

After pressing the slightly moistened corners of my eyes with my sleeve and responding quietly, Philia said with a face that seemed pleased.

“I can see how much you care for the students.”

It seems slightly off the mark, but it was a good misunderstanding, so I rode along with Philia’s misconception.

And the reward was.

“So… I think it would be good to make it a school rule that when ‘it’ grows, they should go to the infirmary. I can’t think of anyone more suitable to embrace the students than you, Teacher. Just as you’ve been doing.”

This was… I didn’t have any particular thoughts about it.

Since I had been doing it before Philia came, it wasn’t anything new.

“And… it seems it would be good to operate separate sex education sessions.”

According to her, those with such knowledge were rare.

“Not for everyone, but since we don’t know the conditions for ‘it’ to grow, limiting it to those who have grown… um… reasons why they shouldn’t engage in intercourse and methods of relief, how about you, Teacher, educate them? I will prepare all the procedures.”

Somehow, I feel like my responsibilities are gradually increasing.

At first, I just sat idly in the infirmary, then gradually ‘those’ patients increased, and now… me giving sex education?

But ironically.

I thought that indeed, there was no one else but me for this role.

An impurity that had intruded into this perfect garden of Freesia Academy and.

The only one… with knowledge about ‘that.’

It’s regrettable that something symbolizing masculinity has intruded into a space forbidden to men.

But isn’t it my duty to prevent incidents like today’s from happening again?

…Surely they didn’t put me here for such a reason?

It felt like cold water being poured over my burning sense of mission, but I brushed it off as insignificant.

What can I do about something that’s already happened?

A man should be able to generously move past things that have already occurred.

Anyway.

The main points are: go to the infirmary when ‘it’ grows.

‘Acts’ between students are forbidden.

And I give sex education.

…I briefly worried whether the second point would be well observed, but I decided to trust the students.

Even just this morning, many had come, so I think it’s fortunate that such a school rule is being established now.

I guess I, who am like a bee that has intruded between yuri flowers, must bear the original sin of ‘it.’

…Although I was a bit worried about sowing the seeds of endings.

Judging from the fact that there are those who have ‘done it’ with each other, I thought maybe I could accomplish things without direct intervention.

It would be great if we didn’t have ‘that’.

I don’t know. Anyway, the number of students is limited, so I won’t continuously give sex education forever.

It’s a bit questionable why it didn’t exist before, but shouldn’t I be grateful that it’s being established now?

This feeling of something subtly misaligned… I’ll ask Michelle again later and resolve it.

As I was nodding while munching on the cookies laid out, Philia continued with a somewhat dreamy face.

“For now, that’s about it… Ah, and… soon, there will be an external practicum where you, Teacher, should also participate… Ugh!?”

Clank!

Something lifted the table abruptly.

Though it missed the table, avoiding a spill, the suddenly poured cold tea was enough to startle me.

“Um, President?”

“Kughk… ugh… ah?”

I looked at Philia with my lower body soaked.

Her cheeks, which had been full of warmth, had lost their milky color and turned red, and her hair, now wet with panting, was stuck to her face.

…Perhaps something touched the table, causing her to be drenched in tea.

She was clutching her lower abdomen as if in pain.

And at the hem of her fluttering skirt.

Something massive and upright could be seen.

Honestly, it was of a size that instilled fear.

The tips of her pointed, long ears were swollen like apples and trembled slightly.

“Hngh…!”

Philia took a rough breath and then said, panting.

“T-teacher… al-although the rule hasn’t been passed yet… would you… h-help me?”

As I smelled the wet scent of the sun.

I had no choice but to nod.

It wasn’t because her enormous thing was twitching as if it would do as it pleased if I didn’t.

It was because we had agreed to do so.

Just that.

…Well, I could use Undine, right?

“Y-you’re using a spirit for such a shameless act!?”

Why such words… here?

Editor’s Note

Well…beggars can’t be choosers Ms. President.