Chapter 30 – Sniff Sniff

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“The president is late today?”

“…I’m sorry. Something unexpected came up.”

“What kind of…?”

At the secretary’s question, Philia flinched.

After responding absentmindedly, a vivid memory of her recent shameful behavior flashed through her mind.

Internally shaking her head, she pretended nothing was wrong as she spoke.

“It’s nothing to worry about. I’ll finish up… you can go ahead and leave.”

“Is that so? Understood. See you tomorrow!”

“…Take care on your way back.”

She watched the secretary leave with a cheerful face, completely oblivious. Then with a sigh, Philia slumped into her chair.

Overcome with self-loathing, she buried her face in her hands.

“Haah….”

To think she would end up displaying such shameful behavior.

Philia felt her face growing hot just thinking about it.

From her perspective, it might have been an embarrassing but understandable situation.

After all, elves weren’t particularly known for having strong sexual desires, which made it even more shocking.

Perhaps the reason “that thing” of hers had grown so large was because her dormant sexual desire had finally found an outlet.

If there’s an awl in your pocket, it’s bound to poke through eventually.

‘…It was soft.’

Philia closed her eyes and replayed what had happened earlier.

Not that she had any ulterior motives—she was just checking if she’d missed anything.

…At least that’s the excuse she gave herself.

When it first sprouted, the feeling was extremely strange.

But when she saw Iris’s face, looking at it with shock…

Somehow it seemed to have gotten even harder.

Recalling that moment, she remembered Iris’s gentle touch.

Her hand slowly guiding Philia to the bed was… extremely kind and soft. As they drew close, the scent of the spirit and Iris’s body fragrance made Philia’s head spin.

Eventually, Philia was left alone in the darkness…

‘I was writhing around so obscenely.’

Philia felt like steam was rising from her head.

Then in her mind, she felt the weight of Iris mounting on top of her.

She wasn’t very heavy. In fact, she was rather light. Especially considering the fearsome weapon she possessed.

The soft flesh pressing firmly against her thighs.

The pain from her parched skin, and the wet sound of warm liquid dropping to soothe it.

Followed by Iris’s gentle touch and pleasure unlike anything she’d ever felt before.

The softness that seemed capable of embracing everything after the cold pain.

Gentle and somehow skillful hands, and the unexpected friction of soft sensations.

That unfamiliar feeling led Philia to climax.

Squirt!

A flood of pleasure like her soul was being pulled out washed over her mind.

…Was there anything strange about it?

Philia’s face turned bright red as she tried to identify anything suspicious, but she didn’t seem to find anything significant.

Now that she was thinking more clearly, she did have one thought.

For the honor of the forest… no, that’s nonsense. When you think about it, Iris is practically her benefactor.

More importantly.

‘Why did it grow on me in the first place?’

There was nothing immediately obvious.

Since she had been in contact with the students who caused the incident, that seemed the most likely explanation.

Maybe perhaps…

No… for humans at this age, it’s normal… and by human standards, I’m at that age too…

Philia’s green eyes became hazy, as if filled with static.

When her eyes regained their clarity, she let out a sigh.

“…I should give Teacher Plumeria something.”

Because she’s going to have a difficult time ahead.

Without feeling any dissonance.

She pondered what she could do for Iris, who seemed to have a challenging road ahead of her.

After all, it would be for the students’ healthy lifestyle and well-being.

…It definitely wasn’t an excuse to go see her.

Absolutely not.

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With an unsettled feeling, I ran through the Academy grounds despite having already exercised.

Physical activity is supposed to help get rid of such feelings, after all.

…Running until I could taste blood in my throat did seem to calm me down a bit.

In my original body, I might have jerked off while thinking about Philia’s scent, but the desire I was feeling now was extremely unfamiliar.

Well, of course it would be, since my body had been swapped.

Maybe it would be better to release it naturally rather than suppressing it…

But somehow I feel like there would be no turning back if I did that.

The memory of using the massager last time was still intensely vivid.

The memory of how good it felt.

Dangerously so.

Thinking about it, I wondered why students couldn’t keep their minds off “the rod,” but concluded it must be because they’re carrying it around with such sensitive bodies.

…That must be tough.

I wonder if I should be grateful that one didn’t grow on me… or if I should consider it unfortunate.

Anyway.

After running hard, I bought something light to eat and returned to my room.

Then I headed to the shower to wash my sweat-soaked body. Although I’d been relying on Undine, there’s nothing better than a shower when you want to organize or clear your thoughts.

Come to think of it.

If my memory serves me right, there should be a bath…

Not just a small one, but a large bath.

Officially, it was built as a place to strengthen friendships, but who would use it when there are showers attached to the dormitory rooms?

…Well, since that’s the setting, maybe I should use it too.

It would feel like having a large bath all to myself.

Since it’s managed by the Academy, it should be quite luxurious.

When would I get to experience something like that again?

When I go back, a cramped studio apartment will be waiting for me.

…If I can go back, that is.

I wish the book would tell me about such things instead of useless stats like “lewdness” or whatever.

With that thought, I decided to look into the bath as I stripped off my clothes and entered the shower.

Even now, seeing the large breasts reflected in the mirror still felt… strange.

It had to be.

The moment I stop thinking about this would be truly dangerous.

I turned the handle to run cold water.

Feeling the coldness washing over me from my head, I shivered and scrubbed every inch of my body.

The cold water cleared my mind of stray thoughts.

…Of course, this time I let the water hit my back.

It wasn’t long ago that I had a miserable experience when the water stream hit my breasts.

Just then.

I heard rustling outside the shower.

It seemed like Michelle had returned.

Remembering how she had covered up my shameful behavior earlier, I felt a bit awkward.

Not that there was anything I could do about it right now.

I was letting the water run over me, thinking I’d leave when she came in, but even after a while, Michelle didn’t enter.

Tilting my head in confusion, I carefully went outside. The changing room was empty, and when I checked outside while drying myself, there was still no one there.

“…?”

Did I mishear?

Feeling uneasy, I turned to gather my clothes.

But…

What the hell? Where did everything go?

My clothes and underwear were all gone. Everything I had planned to ask Undine to help with after showering had disappeared.

Frantically searching the changing room, I went back to check the bed just in case, but still couldn’t find anything.

It wasn’t my imagination—was it a thief?

Was there such an event?

I racked my brain but couldn’t remember anything like this. I only recalled incidents like artifacts being stolen from the Academy, but never heard of anyone stealing a faculty member’s underwear and workout clothes.

This is seriously frustrating.

Meanwhile.

“Achoo!”

My naked body started to complain.

As I sniffled, the door opened and Michelle entered.

Upon making eye contact, she quickly averted her gaze and spoke.

“Oh, Teacher Plumeria? Why are you like that?”

“W-well, you see.”

As she looked away, I also became embarrassed and hurriedly took out a robe from the closet and put it on. It was the only thing available to wear immediately.

Only after covering myself with the robe could I face Michelle properly.

She seemed a bit more comfortable now, so I told her what had just happened.

Then… she gave me a somewhat unexpected answer.

“…I apologize. I meant to be quick and tell you, but I took too long. I took your clothes to the laundry room.”

“Pardon?”

I was a bit dumbfounded.

According to her, she had taken my clothes to the laundry room while I was showering.

“Um… why?”

Feeling bewildered, I asked, and Michelle bowed her head as she replied.

“I’m sorry. It seems I overstepped my bounds. Since you laundered my clothes last time… I thought it was my turn.”

“Ah….”

Now that she mentioned it, I did remember doing that.

…It would be strange for me to scold Michelle when I had done the same thing myself.

If there was anything unfortunate, it was that I only had one set of workout clothes.

“Well, it’s fine. So you’ll bring them back tomorrow morning, right?”

“That’s right.”

Thanks to Undine, I hadn’t needed to worry about such things, but it seems there was such a service.

As I nodded and sat down in a chair, Michelle asked in a cautious voice.

“But, Teacher?”

“Yes?”

“Um… aren’t you going to wear something else?”

“Ah. Um….”

Without thinking, I twirled my hair around my finger as I replied.

“That was the only comfortable thing I had to wear.”

“…I see.”

She scratched her cheek, then got up and rummaged through the closet, handing me a set of workout clothes.

“It’s not much of a replacement, but… how about wearing this?”

I unfolded the workout clothes she handed me.

The design wasn’t different from what I usually wore, but somehow it seemed to carry Michelle’s scent.

…It felt a bit strange.

But there’s no need to make a fuss about just sharing clothes.

At least biologically, we’re the same sex.

What is it… even if my mind is male, workout clothes are what they call unisex, right?

In yuri terms, it might be some kind of signal, but since I’m a man, this is nothing more than goodwill—exactly that, nothing more, nothing less.

“Thank you.”

“…It was my fault anyway.”

Still, remembering what had happened, I put on Michelle’s workout clothes in the changing room.

The sleeves and pants were loose, but the chest area was extremely tight.

…I suppose it doesn’t matter since I’ll just be lying in bed anyway.

I felt oddly bitter as I realized anew how my body had shrunk.

I smiled at Michelle’s concerned gaze, assuring her I was fine.

Then I flopped down on the bed.

I was extremely tired.

It seems like things will be even tougher for a while.

…I might as well sleep.

My mentally and physically exhausted body quickly surrendered to slumber and was dragged into darkness.

Somehow, I could smell Michelle’s scent, which gave me a strange feeling.

Was it from the clothes she had worn…?

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