Chapter 35 – That Thing

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When I opened my eyes refreshed in the morning, something felt different from usual.

Then, realizing I had fallen asleep hugging Michelle, I looked around.

Seeing my bed over there, it seemed I had woken up in her bed.

Although I couldn’t help falling asleep, I felt a bit like I’d done something wrong.

But what could I do? It wasn’t like I did anything; she was the one who wouldn’t let go.

I’ll just think of it as a good experience for both of us and forget about it.

As I squirmed to get up, a scent presumed to be Michelle’s tickled my nostrils.

Perhaps because we slept in the same bed, I felt her scent wafting from my entire body.

This made me feel strange.

Because in Yuri games, these kinds of events usually happened with beast-person heroines.

Glancing down, I saw soft fur, presumably Michelle’s, stuck to my chest.

It was probably from her ears that had been fluttering near my chest.

Or maybe from her tail that had been twitching around her backside.

Sitting there continued to make me feel strange, so I shook my head and got out of bed.

Then, wondering if Michelle might still be around, I looked around the room.

…Fortunately, she must have left early, as there was no sign of her.

If she had caught me sitting absentmindedly on the bed sniffing, I might have bitten my tongue.

Anyway.

Since that didn’t happen, I just needed to go to work as usual.

A somewhat dazed morning.

After washing up roughly and changing my underwear, I stared at it for a moment.

Feeling strange at the difference between top and bottom, I put the underwear in the empty one of the two laundry baskets along with the workout clothes I had rolled around in on Michelle’s bed.

…I thought about asking Undine, but the feeling I had when Michelle took care of it was so nice that I decided to have it laundered.

I also felt a bit hesitant to constantly ask for such trivial tasks, and wanted to conserve her strength as much as possible.

You could call it my foresight, anticipating busyness.

Thanks to that, I had to wear that thin sweater and above-the-knee skirt again today, but I think it’s worth it.

…It’s not like I hadn’t gotten used to wearing it forcibly.

After changing clothes and looking in the mirror, I saw a somewhat intellectual-looking woman.

Looking at myself dressed like this, I thought my style was quite good in its own way.

There was something that slightly disrupted that balance, but as a man, it was quite a pleasing sight, so it didn’t feel like a drawback.

…Of course, assuming it wasn’t my body.

Come to think of it, seeing that Michelle likes it too, I guess women also like large breasts just the same.

The feeling of wanting to get rid of them quickly and the feeling that keeping them might be beneficial clashed fiercely in my mind.

It was especially fierce because I felt attached to them as something I had customized.

Then, thinking that I was having such thoughts from the morning, I shook my head and gathered the laundry basket.

I could always worry about it after Evelyn makes the breast reduction potion.

I picked up the laundry basket and left the room.

Then, tracing what Michelle had said, I headed to the laundry room.

Thinking about the name, it should be in the dormitory building, but it wasn’t.

Somewhere between where the students live and the faculty dormitory.

…Well, actually walking there, it seems a bit closer to the faculty dormitory.

After fumbling around, I arrived at the laundry room.

Unlike what I had vaguely imagined, the laundry room was part of a place that comprehensively handled such trivial matters.

But something felt strange.

How should I put it… it felt bustling from the morning?

In reality, other places were quiet, but only around the laundry room was bustling.

The student who appeared to be receiving items had a dark face as she accepted the laundry.

Since the basket was full of things like underwear, I felt a bit embarrassed and calmly waited until the students left.

Unlike them who had to hurry, I had time.

After the line ended, I carefully approached the counter-like place.

I was greeted by a student with dead eyes.

Feeling somewhat sorry, I smiled awkwardly and held out the laundry, and she looked from the basket to my face with dead eyes.

“Oh?”

With an exclamation, her face turned to surprise.

“The health teacher…?”

“Ah, um… yes, that’s right. D-do I not drop it off here?”

“No… you do. So… you’re Teacher Plumeria, right?”

“Yes.”

She knows my name.

Feeling somewhat pleased, I looked at her and she seemed familiar.

But before I could realize her identity, she finished processing and disappeared somewhere, so the moment passed.

The fact that it didn’t immediately come to mind means she probably wasn’t an important character…

Standing there pondering wouldn’t give me an answer, so I leisurely walked to the infirmary.

As if she had been waiting for me, I saw Michelle standing in front of the door.

“…Teacher Iris.”

“Instructor Michelle.”

She stared at me, then said things like how the clothes suited me well, and then held out what she was holding.

“It’s too modest to call it a repayment for last night… but I’d be glad if you accept it.”

“Sure.”

I don’t know what it is, but I accepted it eagerly. The savory aroma rising from it suggested it was food.

“Then…”

As if that was her business, she walked away without looking back.

Only her tail swishing from side to side indicated that her mood was quite good.

Is she acting like this because she’s afraid of being misunderstood?

Oh, my heart is tingling.

With a pleased smile, I entered the infirmary and unwrapped the package to find a sandwich that seemed familiar from somewhere.

Since I hadn’t eaten breakfast, I thought it was perfect and brewed some tea to go with it.

A leisurely morning.

I thought it would be nice to add some music to this.

Just then.

Breaking the tranquility, a small sound was heard.

As I turned my head, I saw the door opening naturally. The only person I could think of who would enter without knocking was… Charlotte for now.

As I expected, Charlotte’s face appeared.

But something was strange.

She usually had a dazed face in the morning, but for some reason, she looked rather… not quite bright, but relatively neat.

“Ah, T-Teacher Iris.”

“Good morning, Student Charlotte.”

“Ah, uh. Yes.”

I wonder what happened?

She entered with a restless face and instead of heading to the bed, sat at the table where I was sitting.

While taking a bite of the sandwich and looking at her, I opened my mouth.

“Do you have something to say?”

“Ah, um… well… yes. I-I have… a question.”

“Is that so?”

That’s unexpected.

Did Charlotte have something to ask me?

Although I played the game diligently… I wasn’t particularly knowledgeable about the theoretical aspects of this game, so I was a bit flustered.

All I knew was about the elixir obtained from fumbling between the legs last time… or the place with the highest confession success rate… just those things.

If there’s anything else, maybe just general strategy?

Like how I buttered up Evelyn with praise.

Eventually, Charlotte’s small lips opened.

“Um… i-is it true that doing th-that makes a b-baby?”¹

“Uh, um…?”

What does she mean by ‘that’?

“If by that you mean…? Ah, um… putting it in what Undine made won’t make a baby.”

This must be it.

She must have heard fragments of the sex education I gave yesterday.

Seeing her pure appearance makes me feel somewhat chilled.

Like I’m imparting knowledge that shouldn’t be shared.

As I shuddered and swallowed my tea, Charlotte shook her head and continued.

“N-not that… um…”

Charlotte, with a face as red as a boiled sausage, raises her fingers.

One hand makes a circle with the thumb and index finger, and the other extends just one finger.

Inserting the straight finger into the hole made by the thumb and index, she said.

“Pshht!”

“Th-this. Ah, ack!? T-Teacher? A-are you okay?”

“Cough! Cough! Ah, um. Yes. Ugh… I’m fine.”

Where on earth did she learn this?

I felt a bit dizzy. No, very dizzy.

Who could have taught my Charlotte such, such things?

“Who taught you that?”

“Ah, um… that… I-I heard people talking nearby… and didn’t know how to describe it…”

…Just like the studious girl she is.

Well… it was quite intuitive.

The shape of inserting a mushroom-like pillar into a hole.

Should I be grateful that Charlotte hasn’t been completely corrupted?

“Um… Student Charlotte, you’ll eventually learn this in class, but… doing that doesn’t necessarily make a baby.”

“R-really?”

“Yes. It’s not as easy as you might think… but you don’t need to know about it.”

Because it’s something you shouldn’t do.

…Though getting pregnant by a Yuri kiss is acceptable.²

At my explanation, Charlotte let out a sigh of relief but still had a somewhat complicated expression.

But really, why is Charlotte interested in this?

Surely… it can’t be?

“Um… Student Charlotte?”

“Y-yes. Teacher.”

“Have you perhaps with someone—”

“Ah, T-Teacher Iris!”

“Huh? Yes.”

Charlotte, as if remembering something, waved her arms and then rummaged through her belongings to pull out a new massager.

“I-I thought you m-might be t-tired, so I m-made an improved version!”

“Is that so?”

“Yes! P-please use it!”

After placing the massager in my hand, Charlotte bowed her head and quickly ran outside.

In the place she left, only a somewhat strange-shaped massager remained.

After staring at it blankly, I put it down and stroked my chin.

…She probably heard it somewhere and asked out of curiosity, right?

Surely she hasn’t had an accident like Michelle, right?

If that’s the case…

This situation might be more serious than I thought.

My heart is pounding.

It can’t be…?

It must not be.

I calmed myself by drinking the sandwich Michelle gave me and the brewed tea.

I had a bad feeling.

Like something unexpected was about to happen.

That kind of feeling.

Editor’s Note

Soon, we watch the world burn! Huehehe…