Chapter 14
Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Teacher's Tough Day
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“Ah, ah, ahn…! F-Feels so g-good… Eek!”
A vulgar voice drifted from beyond the screen, one that perfectly illustrated what "cheap" sounded like. And yet, it was surprisingly pleasant to the ear, lodging itself firmly in my mind.
...Had I been thinking about this situation too softly?
“Th-There, you, you're too s-sensitive! S-Slowly…!”
“...Student, be a little quieter.”
I let out a sigh as I said it, and a somewhat muffled voice replied. Somehow, that made it feel even lewder.
“Hnn, uh… haa….”
No matter how manly someone might be, hearing moans right next to them would naturally stir up strange feelings.
The practice I'd done yesterday making the water onahole was paying off, but I wasn't happy about it at all.
“S-Something's coming out…!”
The plea for quiet didn't last long before a wet voice called out. I sighed inwardly and responded.
“Don't hold back—let it out. It'll settle down then.”
“I-It's coming…!”
Squelch, squelch.
I could almost hear it.
I hadn't gotten any closer, and with the screen in between, there was no way I could actually hear it.
...It must be because of those sounds I'd heard earlier.
Soon after, there was the sound of someone collapsing onto the bed. At the same time, the water onahole appeared from between the screen panels.
I immediately dumped it in the sink and sent it back down.
After cleanup, I peeked through the screen and saw a student panting with a flushed face.
...I'd never seen her in the game, but as Iris, I remembered her.
She was the one Michelle had brought along.
Separate from my troubled heart, I just wanted to send her off quickly. I looked at her cautiously and opened my mouth.
“You okay? Calmed down?”
“Y-Yes….”
Her weak reply made her look like a wilted vegetable.
Maybe I should say she looked like she needed some nutrients….
Feeling a pang of pity, I pulled a cookie from my pocket and popped it into her mouth.
She chewed on it slowly and gradually sat up.
“Haa… I feel alive again now. Thank you.”
“...Yeah, good. Uh… so… if you're fine, you can rest a bit and head back.”
“Got it, Teacher.”
It was still hard to respond.
The way she looked at me with sparkling eyes somehow made it even worse.
Before I could say anything else, I closed the screen and returned to my seat.
“... .”
I was in the middle of trying various ways to engrave text onto the 'book' when a student showed up complaining of something strange growing down there.
I figured this was finally coming, but even with mental preparation, it didn't make it any less unsettling.
From beyond the screen came a woman's lewd, vulgar voice, accompanied by a musky, erotic scent wafting through the air.
Anyone who stayed calm in this wouldn't be normal.
Anyway.
The student left the infirmary soon enough.
I'd sent her off refreshed, and whether it was post-nut clarity or something, she left with a deeply flushed face.
The awkward feeling still wouldn't fade.
Still, I was grateful for Undine. Without her, I'd have had to handle it myself.
Things should calm down now, right?
Was that the wrong thought?
Not long after, the infirmary door opened again. Another unfamiliar student entered.
She was panting hard, staring piercingly at my chest before gasping sharply.
“Ah, um….”
After blatantly staring at my breasts, was she finally feeling shy?
...She looked vaguely familiar?
But not from the game, so maybe I'd just brushed past her while running around the academy.
Anyway, like the last one, she was leaning back at the waist, arms covering her lower half.
So, the reason for her visit was obvious.
“...Go behind the screen.”
“Yes….”
The bed from earlier couldn't be used anymore, so I directed her to another one.
I won't go into what happened next.
After that, it was like an epidemic—first-time students kept trickling in one after another.
It felt like the busiest day since the semester started.
I'd send the hesitant students behind the screen, have Undine... handle it.
Then share cookies with the exhausted ones.
If Undine hadn't been there.
If I hadn't practiced yesterday.
I didn't even want to imagine it.
I had no idea why they were suddenly pouring in like this.
It wasn't that many, but compared to none at all, it was a lot.
Some even came with injuries, so the infirmary was packed today.
...Seeing a student who'd come for injury treatment end up moaning from 'that' treatment, leaving with a red face without even resting—it made me embarrassed.
Seeing Charlotte, who'd come to rest, leave with a flushed face made it even worse.
Why was the embarrassment mine to bear?
Anyway.
Thinking I needed to stock up on more snacks, I locked up the infirmary and trudged back to the dorm.
I left the book—presumably recording my status—in the infirmary.
...No grand reason.
Using Undine so much had left me utterly drained.
I didn't have the confidence to carry that thick thing around.
If this happens every day, I won't even have time to exercise….
Who knows.
I was just out of it.
Like taking the bus at 11 PM after overtime, rattling along.
I flopped onto the bed in a daze.
Then something hard yet soft poked into me from my gown.
I fumbled for it and pulled out... the massager Charlotte had given me.
I flicked the switch, and it buzzed vigorously.
Pressing it against my overworked legs from today….
“Ooo….”
It was better than expected.
Named a massager from the start in my knowledge, it lived up to the name.
...Or maybe just my imagination.
As I mindlessly loosened up with Charlotte's massager, a thought crossed my mind.
Does this really feel... that good?
Pure curiosity.
It had lost its original purpose to become synonymous with 'that,' so it was natural curiosity, right?
Then I snapped out of it.
I turned off the switch and closed my eyes. It was because the line from the book I'd left at the infirmary came to mind.
Did something like this raise that Lewdness stat or whatever? I don't remember a stat like that.
Logically, it's knowledge Iris Plumeria doesn't have, so maybe?
The more I rationalized, the more troubled I got.
So I decided to escape.
My exhausted body fell asleep in no time.
...I hadn't eaten dinner.
“Hoo….”
Michelle pushed her body harder than usual before returning to the room.
Her lower half kept standing at attention, and she blamed herself for it.
Tiring herself out should make it less likely, right?
That's what she thought.
Cautiously opening the door, Michelle paused at the presence she felt in the dark room.
Her roommate Iris must have returned first.
Focused on her movements, she'd forgotten about her, and Michelle felt a bit awkward.
‘...Forgot to check.’
The silver lining was that Iris seemed already asleep.
With so many students visiting the infirmary midway, she must be tired, Michelle thought.
Closing the door and entering, Michelle headed straight to the bathroom.
In the changing area, she spotted her clean laundry.
...Why is that there?
Startled, Michelle approached Iris, forgetting she was asleep.
She wanted to ask if she'd seen the state of her laundry.
But seeing her peacefully sleeping face, Michelle quickly regained her composure.
‘...Come to think of it, I left without properly handling it, so it's my fault.’
Michelle pressed her temples and sighed.
Then a strange scent wafted into her nose.
A sweet, erotic aroma.
Her ears and tail perked up involuntarily as she followed the source.
It wasn't far.
It was coming from right below.
The scent emanated from Iris. Michelle's eyes, adjusted to the dark, reflected her form.
“... .”
Having fallen asleep right after getting back, Iris lay with her gown spread out beneath her. Feeling stuffy even in sleep, her gym clothes were disheveled.
Through the gaps, glimpses of pale skin and heavy breasts appeared.
Becoming aware of it intensified the scent from her.
“...Ah.”
Michelle realized her pillar had risen tall in her lower half.
Overworking her body seemed pointless.
Her fatigued body surged with breeding urges, sending even more blood down there than usual.
Like a trained animal, she unconsciously pulled down her pants.
Maybe because she remembered spraying on Iris's breasts last time.
Her hazy eyes regained focus only after her pillar covered Iris's closed ones.
‘...What am I doing again.’
But the haze returned in an instant.
“Sniff, sniff….”
A sniffing sound from below brought a breeze.
“Hahk…!”
Michelle shuddered at the unfamiliar breath of another.
That fleeting warm gust felt intensely stimulating.
Uncontrollable excitement swirled through her body.
Unlike the first day when Iris had touched it and it was hard to cum from 'that,' it trembled as if ready to burst any second.
“Hic, kkh….”
Panting, Michelle looked at Iris.
With her eyes covered by the pillar, Iris breathed out with her mouth open.
Like a hungry person smacking her lips.
“Mm… uuum….”
Michelle, who'd briefly let go of reason, snapped back at the faint voice.
Then she clearly felt a soft, moist sensation at the tip.
Exposed to the warm breath, clear fluid surged out in spurts.
Only then did Michelle realize she was rubbing her pillar against Iris's cheek and lips.
I-I didn't mean to do this.
Guilt and shame boiled up in her heart... along with desire for the pleasure she'd never felt.
“Nnm… hmmn….”
The oblivious sleeping Iris swallowed the sticky fluid leaking from it.
Gulp.
She swallowed it, smacking her lips as if hungry.
Thump, thump.
Michelle gasped at the unprecedented pleasure.
Soon, she began stroking her veiny pillar. Her patience snapped.
Like the urges she'd desperately held back in the bathroom.
It was frantic handiwork, as if exploding.
Schlick, schlick, schlick.
If she'd consulted sooner, would this have happened?
Who knows.
Schlick, schlick, schlick.
Michelle drooled saliva as she stroked away.
The swollen tip dirtied Iris's cheek and lips.
Each touch of the soft, moist lips made the pillar twitch hard, leaking more clear fluid.
She couldn't stop now.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Unlike late nights alone in the bathroom, climax built quickly.
“Ah, uh… ah… haa….”
Feeling the rising urge, she began rationalizing.
...It grew because of Teacher Plumeria, so isn't it right for her to handle it?
And she's the health teacher.
It's her job to manage staff condition….
‘...When she wakes... I-I'll apo, apologize... Kkh, ahk…!’
“Haa…!”
Michelle clenched her teeth. Saliva dripped from her mouth.
Spurt! Spurt!
She unleashed thick, sticky white ropes.
The overflowing globs filled Iris's mouth, splattering across her face and hair.
“Krrk… kkh….”
Her trembling tail and ears revealed the ecstasy she was feeling.
Michelle gazed at Iris's face with unfocused eyes.
Gulp.
Iris's hungry body mistook the sticky stuff in her mouth for food and swallowed it down, gulp after gulp.
Spurt!
Seeing that, Michelle emptied the rest onto her face.
“... .”
Once the iron-hard pillar vanished, Michelle came to her senses and gulped.
Even for her, this was too far.
Trembling with guilt, she couldn't tear her eyes away from Iris swallowing the white, sticky mess like food.
Regaining herself, Michelle shook her head and fetched a towel from the bathroom.
...She'll notice this for sure.
How am I supposed to face her tomorrow?
With ears and tail drooping, Michelle carefully wiped Iris's face.
‘...That smell from last time isn't there.’
Then.
A tiny girl emerged from Iris's navel.