Chapter 21 – Three People, Different Colors

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Editor’s Note

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I suppressed the strange sensation as I cleaned up the surroundings with Undine.

And that was possible because I was a sensible man who prioritized reason over emotion.

Yes, it’s not like the thing that replaced my elongated part was violated. I was merely bitten on the nape, had my chest bitten, and was “slightly” covered in that stuff.

Perhaps this was the price for a man intruding between two women.

If so, I could accept it.

Normally, I should have died, but if it ended like this, wasn’t that extremely merciful?

As I cleaned up, my body, which had been uncontrollably hot, seemed to cool down.

Feeling my body calming, I quickly left the restroom.

…Before anyone else came in.

I had perfectly erased all other traces, but I couldn’t immediately do anything about the body scent the two had emitted, so I could only hope that others wouldn’t notice.

It would be nice if no one came in for a while, but considering it was already a miracle that no one had come in until now, asking for more seemed greedy.

So… I needed to leave this place before anyone realized I had entered.

Heaven must have helped because I didn’t encounter anyone until I left and returned to my seat.

As I sat down in front of the two who were bowing their heads with guilt, a voice came from behind.

“Huh? What… kind of smell is this?”

…Cold sweat ran down my back. And it seemed the same for them; as the voice directed toward the restroom was heard, both of them flinched.

I felt complex emotions.

Even in the midst of all this, I thought how well they matched, both drooping their shoulders in the same way.

Anyway, as staying here longer didn’t seem to bring any good, I whispered carefully to them.

“I cleaned everything up, but the smell couldn’t be helped… Let’s get up for now.”

Nodding their heads, the two followed me as I got up and left the cafe.

Walking aimlessly to find a place to talk, when I came to my senses, we had already arrived at the Academy’s main gate.

The two were quiet until we reached there.

Looking around, I saw quite a few students, which made me think it wasn’t the right place for a quiet conversation.

Then, a good place came to mind, so I led the two there.

…It’s not particularly special.

A place that now felt like my home.

The infirmary.

As I opened the door and entered, the smell of alcohol wafted over.

Smiling at the sensation that seemed to refresh my insides, I seated the two on chairs.

I also sat in my place and stared at the two of them intently.

They looked confused.

And still gloomy.

I’m the one who was subjected to strange things, but why do these people look gloomier?

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Michelle and Charlotte, who had hurriedly left the restroom at Iris’s words, bowed their heads deeply with self-loathing.

Though it might sound like a lame excuse, no matter how much they stroked it, it wouldn’t come out, and only the thought that something was missing circled in their minds.

And what fulfilled that… was Iris.

Exactly what they needed, neither of them could tell.

Whether it was her sweet-smelling body scent, her soft and straight nape, or her large and soft breasts that seemed capable of nursing many children.

…Or if it was the person named Iris herself who filled what was missing.

They couldn’t tell.

If they had the presence of mind to think about such things, they wouldn’t have clung to Iris there, biting her breasts, nibbling on her nape, and moving their hips.

When they came to their senses, they heard the sensation of feeling good and Iris’s voice, which seemed slightly subdued.

Recalling that voice, Michelle and Charlotte’s faces hardened.

‘…She must feel disgusted.’

‘…She must be very angry.’

It was a bit different from what happened in the infirmary.

Even if, really, really, that was what the health teacher did, they weren’t in the infirmary now, and it was even a holiday.

No matter how generous Iris was… wouldn’t it be hard to overlook?

The destruction of their relationship flickered in their minds.

Michelle thought she might be kicked out of the dormitory today, and Charlotte thought she wouldn’t be able to visit the infirmary as freely as her own home anymore.

‘…If I ask for forgiveness.’

‘Forgiveness…’

Could they receive it?

With dark faces, the two swallowed sighs and then their eyes met.

Seeing each other’s gloomy faces, they felt a strange sense of solidarity.

But it wasn’t a happy thing.

What would happen to them now?

Just as their minds were filled with negative thoughts.

They saw Iris, who had been in the restroom, striding toward them.

Michelle and Charlotte rolled their eyeballs to look at her.

But Iris’s face, which they thought would be completely crumpled, had a strangely smiling expression.

Were they seeing things? As they blinked, a woman’s voice came from the restroom.

“Huh? What… kind of smell is this?”

The firm body and the dainty body trembled.

It seemed the same for Iris, as her face now resembled what Michelle and Charlotte had imagined.

The two sinners (in Michelle and Charlotte’s minds) rose from their seats at Iris’s words and silently followed her.

Walking like that, looking at the ground, the two suddenly realized they were sitting in the infirmary.

When did they get here?

As the two were feeling dazed, Iris’s voice reached their ears.

“Why are you both looking so grim?”

…Eh?

Their faces turned into expressions of bewilderment.

Nevertheless, Iris continued in a calm voice.

“It seems like it’s because of ‘that,’ but I’m not going to blame you for it. Rather, I want to know why it suddenly happened like that, can you tell me?”

…Is it okay? Really?

“I said I don’t mind! Rather, I want to hear about when ‘that’ rose.”

It’s… okay.

Iris genuinely didn’t seem to mind.

Even to the two, who weren’t accustomed to reading people’s faces, it was evident.

Glancing at each other, the two, still in a daze, spilled their stories.

Since their memories after it rose were hazy, it seemed they didn’t have the information Iris wanted.

The most plausible explanation was that they had seen Iris in her underwear at the undergarment store, but.

Iris denied it.

For reasons unknown, she joked that it couldn’t be.

‘….’

‘….’

But in the minds of the two, they suspected it might be that.

Iris, feeling awkward in unfamiliar underwear, seemed… different from usual.

Then, indeed.

‘Is it because of… Teacher Plumeria?’

‘Is it because of… Teacher Iris?’

Somehow, it felt strange.

Since they themselves didn’t know exactly why, they wanted to ask Iris, but.

When she said it wasn’t her, pressing further seemed… a bit inappropriate.

Especially after the strange incident.

As Michelle was thinking, her eyes caught Iris’s white nape.

The snow-white nape, clearly visible because the tracksuit was slightly pulled down.

There, like footprints left on a snowy field seen this morning, red marks remained. Michelle pondered for a moment, then realized they were marks she had left.

“Gulp.”

She unknowingly swallowed.

Somehow, she felt a sensation similar to when they had left the undergarment store.

And it seemed the same for Charlotte, who was sitting next to her.

The unzipped tracksuit.

The thin tee, slightly stretched from what had just happened.

Through that small gap, her breasts were visible, and.

…There, a red mark, presumed to be left by Charlotte, remained clearly.

“…”

Charlotte wiggled her fingers, feeling embarrassment and a strange sensation.

Looking at the two, Iris thought they were feeling embarrassed.

Well, it wasn’t a pleasant experience, so it was natural.

Inwardly sighing, she handed the snacks she had prepared in the drawer to the two and spoke in a low voice.

“Here, eat this and go back. I’ll… stay here for a while before going back.”

Unable to resist Iris’s gentle touch, the two reluctantly took the snacks and made their way out of the infirmary.

As the infirmary door closed, Charlotte and Michelle sighed simultaneously.

“Phew…”

“Ah…”

Then, as their eyes met, the two looked at each other with strange gazes.

Michelle was the first to turn her head.

Although she wasn’t the one being mentored, arguing with a student didn’t seem appropriate.

“…Student—”

Michelle stopped as she was about to give the snack Iris had prepared to Charlotte.

Then, changing her mind, she put it in her pocket and continued.

“Let’s go back, student.”

“…Yes.”

Charlotte, who responded weakly, trudged along. But her gaze kept turning toward the infirmary, as if she had lingering attachments.

It was the same for Michelle, who was heading to the training ground to discipline herself.

As the two left the corridor, a small sound was heard.

The protagonist who made the sound was Iris, who had opened the door to confirm that Charlotte and Michelle had left.

Confirming that no one was there through the door crack, she locked the door with a flushed face.

Eventually, exhaling a hot sigh, she grumbled as she opened a book that seemed like her enemy.

“…Why has this damn stat increased again?”

[Lewdness +1]

For some reason, the massager on the desk caught her eye.

Iris grabbed it and pressed the switch.

Buzzzzz.

She turned off the switch again.

Thinking she might not be in her right mind, she buried her face in her hands.

‘No results, but this strange stat keeps increasing.’

Maybe it’s because of this stat that I just had such thoughts.

Surely, it’s not because I was originally that kind of person.

She tried to think that way as she closed the book.

The impact of the closing book made the massager tremble, stealing Iris’s attention.

Editor’s Note

All Iris needs is a Shiba Inu and a bat.