Chapter 19 – Hoping to Become Friends

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Outside the academy was quite bustling. Even to my eyes as a modern person, it seemed so.

Considering how remarkably modern the bathroom I shared with Michelle was, perhaps this shouldn’t be surprising.

But what captured my attention wasn’t those things.

The streets were filled with… numerous girls.

And those trying to attract these girls’ attention by soliciting customers were all women too.

This wasn’t something I paid much attention to while playing the game, but seeing it with my own eyes, it was an undeniably dissonant sight.

Maybe I felt this dissonance more acutely because I’m male.

But regardless of that, it was also an incredibly desirable scene.

Women walking around in groups of three or five.

If paradise exists, wouldn’t it be here?

If I could sit at that outdoor café ahead, drink a beverage, and observe the surroundings, it would seem like utopia manifested before my eyes.

If there were an impurity there, perhaps… it would be me?

The current situation is like that too.

On my left, Michelle.

On my right, Charlotte, both walking close to me.

If I weren’t here, couldn’t these two have a cozy, innocent date?

…Well, that probably wouldn’t have been the case.

From the beginning, the two of them walking with me as a barrier between them is something that wouldn’t have happened naturally.

I looked at the two of them alternately.

First, Michelle, the tallest among the three of us.

A beautiful woman with striking black bobbed hair that barely touched her shoulders and perky ears above it.

Her eyes, like solidified molten gold, contained a certain languidness that diluted their sharpness, giving her a unique charm.

Below, a firm and attractive body could be seen.

Moderate breasts and wide hips.

And even a bushy tail that had been slightly brushing against my body with dissatisfaction for a while now.

Although I had encountered her through text and crude images before, there was an enormous difference in seeing her with my own eyes.

She was attractive enough to make me unconsciously swallow.

If only I weren’t a man…

Next, looking to my right, I saw Charlotte, who was about my height.

At a glance, her hair color seemed similar to mine, but upon closer inspection, it was slightly different. If mine gave a sense of warmth, Charlotte’s conveyed a sense of coolness.

Her freely flowing, disheveled hair showed her disinterest in grooming, and fittingly, her eyes had a slightly sleepy look.

If Michelle neutralized her sharp gaze with languidness, Charlotte was languidness itself.

She had a face befitting someone who comes to the infirmary to sleep.

Her body… could be described as slender in negative terms, but it looked soft, giving a sense of petite cuteness. If what is commonly called a “legal loli” existed in reality, Charlotte would be a prime example.

It’s not just “if” anymore.

Because she exists here.

Anyway.

Looking at the two of them alternately, I thought they seemed like a pretty good combination.

Two people with different physical charms.

Yet, with some similarities.

Maybe they’d get along better than expected…?

It was uncharted territory I hadn’t explored, but perhaps that’s why it was even more enticing.

Having been caught up in such an absurd situation, shouldn’t there be at least this kind of fun?

Since these two would not have had any connection originally, I was excited to see what kind of combination they’d show.

Although I learned it through a game, wouldn’t it be possible for me, a master of Yuri romance?

First, it seemed like I needed to lift the slightly dampened mood.

…Well, since it was my fault for thinking Michelle would be fine and inviting her, I had to fix the situation anyway, so it’s killing two birds with one stone.

I grabbed the hands of the two who were standing with subtle expressions, staring blankly.

“…Teacher Plumeria?”

“Ah, T-Teacher Iris?”

One hand was small, soft yet firm at the tips, while the other was large, rough overall, but with softness interspersed.

Their dispositions could be felt even through their hands.

The subtly different yet similar body temperatures were also impressive.

I spoke to the two who called me with slightly surprised voices.

“Where should we go first? Since this is my first time out, I’m not sure where everything is.”

As I joked while indirectly making them shake hands, Michelle sighed softly, and Charlotte fidgeted with her lips.

The two, who had seemed likely to remain on parallel paths, unexpectedly shared the same opinion.

While I felt pleased on one hand…

“…Eh, why go there first?”

I felt somewhat uneasy. Because the way both looked at me was identical.

I instinctively felt that the first destination was solely for my benefit.

Soon, both of them muttered simultaneously.

“…Because teacher doesn’t wear a bra.”

“Shouldn’t you wear a bra no matter what?”

I was thus dragged to an undergarment store by the two who had found common ground.

“Ah, n-no, um… it’s not necessary to wear…”

My words didn’t have any effect.

…Yes, I had been thinking this day would come eventually. After the strange “Sensitivity” stat increased, the workout clothes directly touching my skin kept bothering me.

I didn’t expect it to come so quickly.

I closed my eyes tightly, thinking it might be for the best.

Upon arriving at the undergarment store, the two pushed me into a fitting room and handed me various breast coverings.

Almost immediately after asking the clerk to measure my size.

“Try this on.”

“And this too.”

“Ah, um….”

I looked at the pieces of cloth in my hands and swallowed a sigh.

It wasn’t like I didn’t know what these were, and I wasn’t naive enough to blush at each one.

However…

I had never worn them.

Even when playing the game, I often saw them being taken off, but there were few depictions of putting them on.

And it’s not like I would have practiced wearing them by myself.

If my chest had been smaller, there might have been other options, but because of my breasts, there were no other choices.

I gave up and unzipped my workout clothes.

After taking off my workout clothes and the white tee, my breasts, which had been lifted as the clothes came off, plopped down.

…It’s a bit stiff.

With a sigh, I put the bra on those soft masses of flesh.

Um, so I put the straps over my shoulders, send my hands to my back, and fasten this…

I wondered if this was really something one could put on alone.

This body had good flexibility, but… it was still very uncomfortable.

While I was fumbling around, I heard the voices of the two waiting outside.

“Teacher?”

“Haven’t you put it on yet?”

Hearing their urging voices, a lightning bolt of realization flashed through my mind.

I called Undine and received help putting on the bra.

…I thought it might be a difficult task for a spirit, but Undine understood perfectly and helped me put it on.

“Hmm….”

It was definitely good.

As if I had been accustomed to the load on my shoulders, wearing the bra felt like switching to a different body.

While I couldn’t help the body leaning if I wasn’t careful, the weight on my shoulders definitely felt reduced.

“Do I really need to wear this?”

That thought completely disappeared just because of this.

The flow of my thoughts inevitably shifted toward thinking I should wear it for a while. Feelings of shame or embarrassment were swept away by the overwhelming convenience.

Feeling good about the convenience, I pulled back the fitting room curtain and said:

“This is nice.”

“…Don’t tell me this is your first time wearing one?”

“Ah, um… yes, perhaps…?”

Michelle looked at me with eyes that seemed to view something absurd.

…I thought clumsy truth was better than awkward lies, but even to me, it seemed a bit… strange.

But my strategy seemed to work, as it ended with just lukewarm glances.

However… the two of them staring intently at my chest made me feel a bit… strange.

They had seen me naked before, and outside the game, I didn’t particularly mind exposing my chest, but for some reason, this situation felt somewhat embarrassing.

It seemed to be due to the awareness that I was wearing bra.

Unconsciously, I covered my chest and turned my body.

“I-I’ll get dressed and come out… I’ll wear this out since I’m already wearing it.”

“…Let’s do that.”

“Yes….”

After hastily putting my workout clothes back on, I fanned my slightly heated face and headed out of the fitting room.

Then I picked out a few more types, had them packaged, and left the store.

I barely heard the two discussing what was prettier or whatever.

But it didn’t end there.

For some reason, the two became obsessed with dressing me in various things.

It was hard to believe how barren their interaction had been before coming here.

While I was very pleased that the two had become friendly, trying on clothes I wouldn’t buy was quite bothersome.

But seeing them pondering as they handed me various clothes was quite pleasant to watch.

So I decided to willingly offer myself for the sake of their relationship.

We peacefully wandered around the village in front of the academy.

I fell into the illusion that everything was going according to my plan.

Perhaps the crisis that came to us… no, to me, was due to such complacency.

Having come to a café-like place to rest, I looked at the two sitting at the table.

Both were sitting with flushed faces, their bottoms pulled back, and their lower bodies close to the table.

I don’t know about the other women around, but I knew why these two were sitting like that.

Even without being a futanari or whatever, I was a manly man who had possessed that thing until recently.

…It seems that for both of them.

That thing had risen.

Why were they doing this here?

By the way, what conditions must be met for that thing to grow…?

With the thought that I should find out in detail.

I approached the two.

Still, seeing them get erections amicably made me feel good that they had become friends.