Ch. 1 Teacher’s Starting Line
by AfuhfuihgsChapter 1 – Teacher’s Starting Line
Editor’s Note
Edited
Everyone has different reasons for liking “Yuri,” but for me, at first, it was simply because I loved seeing two cute girls being lovey-dovey together.
It was truly a flimsy reason, but I don’t particularly think I was strange or wrong for it.
After all, people enjoy things in different ways and have different reasons for liking things.
It’s not a matter of right or wrong.
Sister-sister incestuous Yuri is good too.
Thriller Yuri where you’re escaping from a twisted yandere is good too.
Yuri that overcomes public scrutiny and moves forward boldly is good too.
It’s even good if there’s just a hint of it. Why else would there be such a thing as “absence Yuri”?
Of course, there are exceptions among them.
Among those, a man intruding on Yuri deserves to have his entire clan exterminated—
Anyway.
In that sense, “Freesia Chronicles,” which I’m currently obsessed with, was an excellent game. Its mentions were so sparse that I wondered if it got buried because of its seemingly old-fashioned title, but it was truly amazing.
And for good reason—how could anyone resist a game with unimaginably high freedom where you can play with your own customized female character in a garden of Yuri?
Except for the somewhat convenient setting and the slightly… crude graphics, it was perfect.
I could dive into that garden myself and indulge in it, watch the interactions between characters as they cuddled, and even pioneer new relationships.
The numerous relationships that bloomed there were so many that I still haven’t organized them all, so what more can I say? It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call the content an inexhaustible fountain.
The suspiciously well-crafted battle sections made me tilt my head, but given the setting, I thought it couldn’t be helped.
So today, too, I was cheering on the forbidden love between a foreign princess and her beast-person maid bodyguard.
But this wasn’t easy. It felt like the hurdle of love between master and servant was higher than society’s gaze.
On top of that, to reach the ending, I had to pay attention to the battle aspect too, which exponentially increased the difficulty. But I couldn’t ignore it either, since doing so would lead straight to a bad ending.
However, a sweet fruit awaited me at the end.
After struggling through various means for the forbidden love of a master-servant relationship.
[Your Highness, no, Aileen. Will you be with me?]
[…I’ve been waiting for those words. You fool.]
“This is it.”
I greeted yet another ending.
The scene of two people who overcame all trials whispering love under the sunset was heart-pounding and exciting, even though I’d seen similar ones several times.
“Now the intruder should leave…”
I quickly escaped to the main screen before the ending credits rolled. If I kept watching, tears would leak out and cause muscle loss.
As I leaned back in my chair, immersed in the afterglow.
A notification sound reached my ears under my headset.
Since this was a first, I cautiously checked the screen and saw a message.
[Congratulations! You have met all conditions and unlocked an additional mode!]
[Infirmary has been unlocked.]
“Huh?”
This was a message I had never seen before while playing this game.
At that time, the only thought in my head was, ‘Wow, how far will this godly game expand its content?’
So I hurriedly pressed the new game button.
And I didn’t have a novel-like experience where everything turned white before my eyes.
As usual, I accessed the character creation screen and loaded my pre-saved preset.
Silver hair that felt warm, eyes that shifted between golden and light green depending on the angle.
Height was hard to describe without a comparison, but the proportions were quite good.
Finally, wide hips and breasts that were a bit voluminous for her height.
…Of course, everything described above was all in my imagination.
There are limits to what can be expressed with crude graphics. Honestly, wanting more at this level of volume—isn’t that being greedy?
But that was okay. Why else would there be such a thing as “absence Yuri”?
Imagination is the best graphics card.
Anyway.
After checking the box to apply the additional mode, I pressed the start game button.
At first, I was puzzled because nothing seemed different.
‘Well, I’ll find out soon enough.’
The anomaly found me quickly.
“W-What is this?”
[Suddenly this thing grew on me…]
With a light heart, I had planned to see an event in the newly opened infirmary with my most beloved heroine.
But she flinched, then thrust that thing that had sprouted from her lower body toward my character.
Due to the crude graphics, it wasn’t very distinguishable, but the text was clear, so it didn’t seem like I had misunderstood.
“No, what the fu—Ugh!?”
Furious to the tip of my head, I was about to turn off the game immediately and leave a long feedback on the developer’s website.
How dare they add a male organ to my Yuri as an “additional mode.”
However, my body wouldn’t move as I thought. My vision spun with a “ping!” and my body lost strength, collapsing to the floor.
My vision blurred.
Breathing became laborious.
And so, I lost consciousness.
Shocked by the appearance of a male organ in a Yuri game.
…While Yuri wasn’t embarrassing.
This was a bit embarrassing.
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“Eek!?”
I, who had lost consciousness, opened my eyes while lying face down on some desk.
It was truly an unfamiliar surface.
Hastily looking around, something felt off.
First, my line of sight was lower.
My height, which had been close to average, seemed about 20cm shorter.
“What’s going on…”
In my confusion, I saw a snow-white wrist.
My wrist, which had been somewhat sturdy from exercise, was nowhere to be found.
It wasn’t just muscle loss; the muscles had simply disappeared.
Had I woken up after being unconscious for an extremely long time? Long enough for all my muscles to disappear?
But for that, moving my body was surprisingly free.
As if my body had always been like this.
Then, recalling my last memory, I rushed to the mirror that had just entered my field of vision, my face turning pale.
“This is insane.”
Now that I noticed, my voice was different too.
In the mirror stood a somewhat familiar girl with a shocked expression.
After touching the cold surface and observing.
…I realized it was the character I had customized.
“You’re telling me I’ve entered the game?”
After reflecting on my appearance and last memory, that was the only answer. How else could I explain how my body had changed like this?
“No, um… uh… ah…”
I was extremely confused.
Amidst that, I felt quite odd because my voice was so pretty.
I bit my lip out of habit, then jumped in surprise at the soft sensation.
When I sniffed, somehow a nice fragrance could be felt.
Sweet and… somewhat sharp.
What is this smell?
There was a strange scent mixed with the fragrance.
Sensing that, I finally came to my senses and looked around.
In the fairly spacious area, white beds were lined up, all with curtains installed. Besides that, shelves with what looked like medicines could be seen around.
I felt like I knew where this place was without having to ask anyone.
‘…The infirmary?’
Realizing that, the sensation I had felt before losing consciousness once again rummaged through my mind.
Fortunately, I didn’t faint this time.
Since my current body didn’t seem healthier than my previous one, I thought that my losing consciousness must have been due to some kind of conspiracy.
‘What on earth is happening?’
Amidst the confusion.
A book on the desk caught my eye.
I approached it vaguely, drawn by a strange pull.
Then, an antique cover stood out.
There was no title, but a blank space that seemed to say “write your name here” was noticeable. A rolling pen was a bonus.
I was about to write my name without thinking, but I paused.
I felt that whatever situation I was in now, it would be irreversible.
After pondering for a moment, I recalled the name I usually gave to characters in “Freesia Chronicles.”
That is, the name I always gave to this girl.
‘…Iris.’
It was a name that perfectly matched my play style, which preferred to connect relationships from the side rather than directly forming a bond with the character.
As I was thinking that, my hand moved on its own, scribbling the name in the book.
Soon, a beautiful voice with a mechanical tone reached my ears.
[Suitable candidate confirmed. Information synchronization—]
At that moment.
With the sound of a door opening, an energetic voice was heard.
“What are you doing not coming? The entrance ceremony is about to start.”
“What? What?”
“Don’t tell me you forgot? Let’s go. It’s not good to be late when it’s the first time for both students and teachers.”
I got up from my seat, being held by the hand of a woman who was strangely familiar.
The voice that had been reaching my ears quieted down after she entered.
‘What is synchronization?’
Walking down the corridor, held by that warm hand, I looked at the woman who had grabbed my hand.
I had been feeling something odd since earlier, and now I could see a tail protruding from her buttocks, swaying back and forth.
Tall stature and a sturdy physique.
The ears twitching on top of her head told me she wasn’t an ordinary human.
She should be a woman I was seeing for the first time, but for some reason, I felt a sense of déjà vu.
I felt like I had seen her somewhere before.
Then, without realizing it, I murmured a name that came to mind.
“Michelle…?”
“Hmm? Why? Is something wrong?”
“…Nothing.”
“You’re so bland. Well, we’re almost there.”
After hearing her name, I was certain. That I had indeed entered the game.
Because she was one of the characters from “Freesia Chronicles.”
Michelle.
One of the faculty characters that could be pursued.
Rather than joy at meeting a character from the game I enjoyed, I felt more dazed.
And more than any emotion.
“—We will now commence the entrance ceremony.”
What I had only seen as text now echoed in my ears as a voice.
A scene I had never seen before unfolded before my eyes.
Even forgetting my situation, I felt something welling up inside me.
Still, it was definitely the game I loved.
I thought it might be a natural reaction.
KatTL
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