Ch. 31 I am a Teacher
by AfuhfuihgsChapter 31 – I am a Teacher
Editor’s Note
Edited
“I-it tickles…”
“…”
Squish, squish.
Michelle, who had been touching the soft flesh that overflowed when held in her hands.
Woke up with both hands stretched out in front of her.
As if the dream still lingered, her long, firm hands twitched as if touching something.
Moving her fingers in a daze, Michelle realized it was just a dream and let out a big sigh before quickly covering her mouth.
It was because of the soft breathing coming from beside her.
In her mind, the beautiful breasts she had seen in her dream kept floating around. Large, fair, and pale pink…
Michelle shook her head, trying hard to dispel the afterimages.
It wasn’t an easy task. The original of the breasts she’d seen in her dream was lying on the bed next to her.
‘…Haah.’
Covering her eyes with her hands brought darkness, but combined with the remnants of her dream, the image of Iris’s body that she had seen accidentally appeared vividly.
Her petite height and pointed yet gentle impression, skin and hair still damp from just having showered, and the pure white naked body that was always covered up and hidden by workout clothes.
She hastily turned her head away, but that provocative image was deeply embedded in Michelle’s mind.
…What more could be said when it made her dream such a strange dream that she’d never had in her life?
She gazed at the lingering images.
Iris, smiling awkwardly and somewhat ambiguously, wearing a pure white robe. At first glance it seemed baggy, but as the robe absorbed moisture and darkened, her silhouette gradually revealed itself.
Like clothes getting wet in a light rain.
…Why on earth am I like this?
Michelle couldn’t stay lying down and got up.
“Mmm…”
Then she heard the voice of the one responsible for making her so troubled.
Her fluffy ears on top of her head perked up as she rose from the bed silently and slowly approached Iris.
Eventually, she saw Iris sleeping in a free-spirited position, having kicked off her blanket with an attitude of ‘who needs a blanket anyway?’
“…”
Michelle felt a strange feeling.
Although workout clothes were standard issue and only different in size… somehow it was obvious that Iris was wearing hers.
The loose, fluttering sleeves showed it, as did the baggy pants.
And…
As if her chest had felt stuffy, the zipper was pulled down, and her breasts, surrounded by a cotton t-shirt, were poking out.
…Why does this keep bothering me?
Actually, thinking about it, there was no way it wouldn’t bother her in one way or another.
First of all, they were sharing a room, so whether she liked it or not, they had to face each other.
And she was in a position of receiving help for what seemed like a late case of measles.
It also felt like she had done something terrible.
If it didn’t bother her… that would make her something other than human.
Michelle sighed and covered Iris with the blanket.
Iris’s scent, mixed with her own, tickled her nose.
Sniff, sniff.
Michelle, who had been sniffing with her tail wagging, hurriedly backed away.
From experience, if she kept smelling that enticing fragrance, “it” would surely grow.
After experiencing it a few times, she felt like she could… control it somewhat now.
Michelle sighed and lay down on the bed, trying hard to close her eyes and fall asleep.
Since the moon was still high in the sky, it wasn’t time to get up yet.
Then she recalled why she had come to the Academy as an instructor.
‘…It’s true that I wanted some new stimulation.’
For someone who was practically married to her sword, she had come to the Academy seeking new stimulation because she felt somehow stuck.
…Thinking it might be a relationship problem, she had tried to be friendly with Iris in her own way.
But this outcome was not what she had expected.
It was new stimulation… but not the kind she had wanted.
The ridiculous thing was that, as they say the body is honest, she felt embarrassed by her own body secretly desiring it.
To think that she was now experiencing… something that everyone usually goes through… during their student years…
Perhaps… she was suffering more intensely because she hadn’t experienced it before…
Feeling somewhat dazed, Michelle relaxed her body.
As darkness came, the silhouette of Iris inevitably appeared again.
‘I wonder how Teacher Plumeria thinks of me.’
An immature beast-person?
Or just an ordinary roommate?
It’s hard to… know.
What she does for her is just what she should do as a health teacher, so it’s nothing special, right?
‘Just look at that kid Charlotte.’
And while she works as an instructor, Teacher Plumeria is at the infirmary…
It’s only natural.
Somehow that didn’t sit well with her.
Because of that strange feeling and.
The silhouette of Iris swaying stealthily in the darkness.
Michelle thought that she probably wouldn’t be able to fall into a deep sleep after all.
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“Good morning…”
“…Did something happen during the night?”
“I seem to have had a bit of… rough sleep.”
When I woke up and came to my senses, Michelle, with dark circles under her eyes, handed me my workout clothes that had finished washing.
Unlike when Undine did the laundry, there was a sweet scent and warmth that felt… more satisfying than I expected.
It was a bit fascinating since this wasn’t something detailed in the game.
It gave me the feeling that even things that weren’t properly described were actually functioning well.
Anyway, after changing clothes, I was about to return her clothes when something occurred to me.
“Ah, since I wore it once… should I have it laundered?”
She shook her head and spoke softly.
“…It’s fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Well, it’s not like I sweated while sleeping.
Without thinking much, I handed her the workout clothes and called Undine to tidy myself up.
The same was true for Michelle, who roughly washed her face and approached me, dripping water, and said.
“Um, Teacher Plumeria.”
“Yes.”
After hesitating for a while, she wagged her tail and spoke.
“…Can I call you by your first name too? It feels a bit awkward when only I am called by my first name.”
I thought that made sense.
I don’t know why I have a surname, but in any case, Michelle didn’t have a separate surname due to her species characteristics.
If she had to have one, she could insist on being called “Someone of the Plains” or something…
Thinking about it, I wondered if that wasn’t actually a surname, but since it was inside a game, I just went with it.
There must be profound settings that haven’t been addressed, like the laundry room.
Anyway.
Charlotte called me by my first name, so I didn’t think there would be a problem if Michelle did the same.
I nodded and replied.
“Go ahead.”
“…Thank you.”
No, there’s no need to thank me for that…
Feeling a bit awkward, I left Michelle behind and went outside.
But why is she suddenly acting like this?
Maybe she felt a bit upset when we went out together recently.
…Despite her appearance, she’s unexpectedly cute.
I vaguely recalled that she had a particularly blank-slate personality in the game, so watching her change was quite enjoyable.
I’m not sure who’s influencing her… but it’s probably one of the students she teaches?
Since it seems unlikely she’ll be paired with Charlotte, I should be kind to that student.
Whoever it might be.
After exercising hard and arriving at the infirmary for work, there was already a student waiting from the morning.
Wondering what was going on, I quickly approached, and the student with a flushed face spoke in a thread-like voice.
“I… I heard I had to come to the infirmary no matter what… is that right…?”
Isn’t this processing too fast?
Trembling at the formidable power of the Student Council, I opened the infirmary door and went inside with the student.
What followed doesn’t need to be explained.
The student left the infirmary with a staggering gait and a face that would have given five stars if satisfaction ratings were visible.
Is Undine getting more skilled too?
I thought it wouldn’t be easy if it was a different entity…
Do they share information with each other?
I don’t know… since I can’t get an answer.
Anyway.
If what happened yesterday had already spread, more people might come.
And that meant I had to prepare sex education quickly.
…But what am I supposed to teach? What did I learn?
Honestly, I couldn’t remember well. If it was just regular sex education, I would understand, but this is, well… rather special sex education.
Is there anything… to reference?
There weren’t even school rules, so there wouldn’t be anything like that.
Feeling this makeshift progression, I sensed that I had entered a game.
It must be because of that cursed DLC.
But really, what am I supposed to teach?
Even thinking back to when I was in school, I don’t remember learning anything particularly special.
…I know that sex leads to children and you need to use contraception if you don’t want that.
At least the reason why students shouldn’t do it with each other was clear.
Because they shouldn’t have children.
It might be better to teach them contraception methods just in case.
At their age of high spirits, forbidding it might create backlash and make some want to do it more.
I’m not sure if those kids would listen to advice about contraception though.
…I’ll have to trust the Academy students.
I didn’t have any brilliant ideas.
It’s not like I would patrol the entire Academy.
This… would be something for the Student Council to handle.
Then what I need to teach is… obvious.
Thinking that way made me feel refreshed.
Like suddenly having a painful tooth pulled out.
And as I expected, a sex education schedule was quickly set. I thought the number of students was smaller than expected, but apparently, they had been divided into groups.
It’s like a real plague.
Honestly, from my perspective, it’s no different from a plague.
A plague that ruins the yuri garden.
It absolutely should be eradicated.
…But.
If that’s the case, shouldn’t I feel bad when I help them with this?
But.
Is that even possible…?
I’m not sure.
Even I don’t know how to ejaculate while feeling bad.
I need to find a way.
It would be good to make contact with “her” quickly for various reasons.
That’s what I thought as I opened the door to the classroom.
I feel like I’m forgetting something though.
As I entered the classroom, I immediately forgot it when faced with the jewel-like eyes directed at me.
Somehow, I felt a little excited.
Editor’s Note
Now Iris has become a ‘true’ teacher…though maybe not what she had originally envisioned
KatTL
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