Chapter 40 – Iris Doesn’t Understand a Virgin’s Heart

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Editor’s Note

Edited

The sky flashes.

Countless stars, too many to count with the naked eye, shone brightly.

It was just a moment when the elegant scene, so beautiful I wanted to gaze at it forever, transformed into a hellish landscape.

The stars begin to fall.

Like rain, yes, a meteor shower began to pour down.

The cascade of stars falling like a squall appeared beautiful for a moment. But when they didn’t fade away and started crashing to the ground instead.

The heavens and earth began to shake.

How should I describe this?

It was a scene where one might cry out, “The dinosaurs’ lives are fading away!”

…But I was the one underneath it all.

I woke up from my sleep, the vision of the world turning upside down still fresh in my eyes.

Before I could even process such a bizarre dream, I became aware of the heavy weight pressing down on my body.

To be honest, it wasn’t really heavy, but that’s relative to my original body. For my current small frame, it felt somewhat burdensome.

More than that though.

My mind was completely blank.

I felt utterly drained of energy, to the point where I didn’t even know what I was thinking.

Perhaps I was like a wrung-out dishcloth, squeezed until the last drop by rough hands.

If someone were to grab my neck and shake me, I might just flutter about.

…Though that wouldn’t actually happen.

Anyway, I took a deep breath to clear my mind.

Then an indescribable scent entered my nostrils and made my consciousness hazy.

As I inhaled that fragrance, I recalled what had happened before I fell asleep… no, before I passed out.

And the fact that the person responsible was now peacefully sleeping on top of me.

“Ugh…”

Recalling the incident, some lingering sensations from that time rose up like residual heat.

What exactly happened to me?

My thoughts couldn’t keep up with the situation.

But this was understandable.

How many people could immediately comprehend and accept that they, originally a man, now in a woman’s body, had suddenly been raped by a woman who grew a dick?

…It was rape, right?

I tried to examine the “circumstances,” but honestly, I couldn’t remember clearly.

When stars are flashing before your eyes and your vision is flickering like a blown fuse, wouldn’t it be stranger if I did remember?

As I directed my thoughts there, intense memories began bubbling up.

The sensation of my insides being compressed, accompanied by sounds like “Thump! Thump!” reminiscent of a battering ram pounding against castle gates.

The feeling of my insides being pulled along, as if sticking to something.

And inside me, something—

Wait, wait.

Inside…?

I felt my lukewarm head growing cold.

I might not know how to think about or explain the sensations I felt, but I clearly knew that ejaculation inside leads to pregnancy.

Virginity?

That’s not particularly important.

I’m originally a man anyway.

Unless it was about a student losing her virginity, as a man, wouldn’t it be unmanly to fuss over every detail of my own virginity?

I mean, virginity isn’t that impor—

Well, it might be important to some, but to me, it’s not particularly significant.

Is losing your male virginity something to be proud of, while losing your female virginity something to make a fuss about?

…It’s a bit confusing when I think about it, but anyway, that’s how it was.

So the biggest concern in my mind right now was:

Whether Evelyn had ejaculated inside me.

I pushed her body to the side, as she was still sleeping blissfully unaware.

“Ugyak!?”

A strange sound was heard, but that wasn’t important right now.

…Well, it’s not that Evelyn isn’t an important person, but honestly, wouldn’t it be stranger to worry about someone who fell asleep after riding on top of me?

As if being punished for such selfish thoughts, my body began to ache.

It felt like some kind of shell was peeling off.

As the pressure weighing on my body disappeared, I felt a soreness between my thighs, and pain surged from my waist, which had been arching uncontrollably high.

I turned my gaze to check the sensation of something that had been sticking to my abdomen before falling off.

…I wasn’t sure what it was, but some kind of whitish substance was smeared all over.

The only white thing on this bed besides the bed itself would be ‘that.’

It seemed Evelyn had ejaculated outside after all.

Well, of course she should have, since I taught her that.

That was commendable, but… not what happened before.

…Well, it all started with her trying to help me, but good intentions don’t always lead to good outcomes, do they?

A stone cleared from a road for a running car might fly off and kill a frog.

The fact that I keep having these strange thoughts suggests I’m quite tired.

First, I summoned Undine and asked her to clean up the mess around us.

But something felt odd.

She was clearly moving to help me, but somehow she seemed more cautious than usual.

Assuming it was just individual difference, I sat dazed as I gathered and put on my clothes.

…The clothes I put on while still sticky from cleaning elsewhere…

They felt damp, and that strange scent rose up, affecting my mood.

Shaking my head, I moved my creaking body to check outside.

I was worried that someone might have come in.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the infirmary was quiet, and through the window, I could see red light beginning to seep in.

After confirming this, I removed the partition to disperse the smell.

I also opened the window for ventilation.

This helped clear my head a little.

My body still creaked.

Especially my waist, lower abdomen, and… between my thighs.

I wondered if Undine could do something about this too… but honestly, it was a bit embarrassing.

I wasn’t sure if Undine understood this, but it was somewhat… awkward.

…If someone were to ask whether it’s okay to make her create an onahole, I’d have nothing to say, but.

Instead, I sat in a chair and then.

Dropped water on Evelyn’s head as she was still sleeping.

With a refreshing “Splash!” sound.

“Kyaak!?”

Evelyn’s scream echoed throughout the infirmary.

Thud!

With a clattering sound, I saw Evelyn roll off the bed and onto the floor.

…I hope she’s not hurt.

I felt concerned needlessly, but reflecting on what had just happened, this wasn’t something to be overlooked.

Maybe I, as a manly man, could overlook it, but as Iris Plumeria, the health teacher, it would be impossible to just let this slide.

The only thing worthy of praise was that she didn’t ejaculate inside, but outside?

But somehow my memory was a bit ambiguous.

I felt like something hot had entered inside… was I mistaken?

I pondered it until Evelyn, now conscious, got up coughing, but still… my memory remained hazy.

Anyway.

I glared at Evelyn, who had gotten up with a stupid look on her face.

As if aware of her wrongdoing, she approached me trembling and bowed her head deeply like a criminal.

“…Does Student Stout know what she did?”

It was a chilling voice even to my own ears.

As I made eye contact with her while seated, she trembled and bowed her head even more deeply.

Though she looked pitiful like a rain-soaked puppy.

I listed various admonishments to her.

Despite being guilty, she tried to make excuses for a moment, but.

“I’m sorry…”

In the end, she showed remorse and bowed her head vigorously.

Was that enough?

It’s not like I could never see her face again anyway.

She was a necessary talent for me to become even slightly more comfortable.

…If I think of it as putting a leash on her by enduring a ‘small’ sacrifice, maybe it’s not so bad after all.

“The student council was concerned about this… Student Stout knows that well, right? Come to think of it, you don’t seem to be on good terms with the president…”

“P-Please, not to President P-Philia…!”

Then, behave yourself properly.

I swallowed the rest of my words and gave her a meaningful look, and she nodded.

Then I recalled how Evelyn had made the excuse that she thought she could make it well if she tried putting it in.

I couldn’t help but ask.

“So, do you think you can make it well?”

“…Pardon?”

“I-I’m asking if you think you can make what I told you to make well.”

“Ah…”

Somehow I felt my face getting hot.

But Evelyn, who needed to answer, hesitated a little before muttering.

“Honestly, I’m not sure…”

“…What?”

She hung her head with a somewhat unconfident expression.

…Why is she acting like that?

“Y-You seem to have reflected enough, so you can go back for today.”

“…Yes.”

Taken aback by her gloomy voice, I decided to send her away for now.

I’ve scolded her enough, so she should understand. She was a rather intelligent character after all.

After Evelyn, who had been apologizing profusely, left.

I sighed sitting in the chair, and when I looked at the desk.

‘That book’ caught my eye.

…I didn’t have the courage to open it today.

It would only disturb my feelings with more nonsense.

I should check it eventually, but not today.

Though I tried to act nonchalant with Evelyn, my mood was quite unsettled.

Was there blood?

I couldn’t remember.

Anyway, it’s not particularly important since I, a man, wouldn’t be intruding into a garden of Yuri.

…I should try not to dwell on it since I’ll likely return to my original form someday.

I gathered my resolve, thinking of what was currently in my hands, and stood up.

When I returned to my room after securing the door, the laundry I had left earlier was neatly arranged and hanging on the handle.

So this is how it works.

Convenient.

It seemed Michelle hadn’t returned yet.

Heading to the bathroom to shower, feeling somewhat damp, I recalled what Evelyn had said.

‘O-Outside? Huh…? Was it really?’

Her reaction was a bit strange when I praised her for ejaculating outside.

Since there was so much of it smeared on top of my body, I must be right.

Being thorough won’t hurt, I suppose.

After undressing and entering the bathroom, I summoned Undine and carefully made a request.

…It felt a bit strange asking her to go down there and clean the inside.

Though I tried to rationalize that it wasn’t much different from losing my virginity, and that I had gained a lot.

Even so, pregnancy was a bit much.

So I positioned myself to allow Undine to clean.

Undine, bubbling and rippling, positioned herself as if about to put her face between my thighs.

…This should be okay, right?

With an anxious heart.

Undine brought her cold body closer to my pelvis.

Shudder.

My body trembles.

Editor’s Note

Contrary to popular belief, pulling out before ejaculation does not prevent pregnancy. The more you know.