Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Hoping to Get Close
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The area outside the academy was surprisingly bustling. Even through my modern-day eyes, it felt that way.
Considering how incredibly modern the bathroom I shared with Michelle was, maybe it wasn't so surprising after all.
But what truly caught my eye wasn't anything like that.
It was the streets filled with... countless girls.
And all the people hawking their wares to draw those girls' attention were women, too.
It hadn't bothered me much while playing the game, but seeing it with my own eyes now felt incredibly out of place.
Maybe I felt that dissonance even more because I was a man at heart.
But setting that aside, it was an utterly delightful sight.
Women strolling around in twos and threes.
If paradise existed, wouldn't it look just like this?
I imagined settling into a seat at that outdoor café up ahead, sipping a drink while taking in the surroundings—it would feel like utopia had descended right in front of me.
And if there was any impurity in that paradise... well, wouldn't it be me?
The current situation was a perfect example.
Michelle was pressed against my left side.
Charlotte was clinging to my right as we walked.
If I weren't here, wouldn't this have turned into a cozy, budding date between the two of them?
...Not that it necessarily would have.
To begin with, the two of them walking side by side with me as a barrier between them was something that probably never would have happened otherwise.
I glanced back and forth between them.
First, Michelle—the tallest of the three.
Her black bob brushed perilously close to her shoulders, and the ears twitching atop her head made for a striking beauty.
Her golden eyes, like molten gold cooled into place, carried a lazy haze that softened their sharpness, lending her an oddly alluring charm.
Below, her body was firm and enticing.
Modest breasts and wide, flared hips.
And then that plush tail that had been brushing against me discontentedly just moments ago.
I'd encountered her through text and crude illustrations in the game, but seeing her in person was worlds apart.
She was captivating enough to make me swallow without thinking.
If I weren't a guy...
Turning to my right, I found Charlotte at eye level.
At a glance, her hair color seemed similar to mine, but up close, it was a bit different. Mine felt warm; hers felt cool.
Her freely tousled hair showed she couldn't be bothered with styling, matched by her slightly sleepy eyes.
Where Michelle tempered her sharp gaze with drowsiness, Charlotte was drowsiness personified.
The perfect face for someone who napped in the infirmary.
Her body... well, crudely put, it was scrawny, but it looked soft—and that gave her an endearing cuteness. If legal lolis existed in the real world, Charlotte would be the poster child.
Not "if"—they did exist here.
Anyway.
Looking back and forth between them like that, they struck me as a pretty good pairing.
Two women with completely different physical charms.
Yet they shared some common ground, too.
Maybe they'd get along surprisingly well...?
It was uncharted territory I hadn't explored, and that only made it more tantalizing.
Getting dragged into this absurd situation—shouldn't there at least be some fun in it?
Two people who never would have crossed paths originally—what kind of chemistry would they show?
I'd learned a thing or two from the game, and as a yuri romance expert, maybe I could make it happen?
First things first, I needed to liven up the somewhat subdued mood.
...Well, I'd called Michelle over assuming it'd be fine, so I figured I'd have to smooth things over anyway. Two birds with one stone.
I grabbed the hands of the two who were standing there blankly with awkward expressions.
"...Plumeria Teacher?"
"Ah, Teacher Iris?"
One hand was small, soft, with firm fingertips. The other was large overall, rough-textured, but with soft spots in between.
Even their hands reflected their personalities.
Their body temperatures were similar yet subtly different—impressive.
To the two calling my name in slightly flustered voices, I said,
"Where should we head first? It's my first time out, so I have no idea what's where."
I'd indirectly shaken their hands through me and quipped lightheartedly. Michelle let out a faint sigh, while Charlotte mumbled with her lips.
The two who'd seemed on parallel tracks surprisingly voiced the same opinion.
I felt pleased on one hand.
"...Uh, why there first?"
But uneasy on the other. Their gazes toward me were identical.
I had a gut feeling the first stop was entirely for my sake.
Soon, both their mouths muttered in unison.
"...Because Teacher goes around without underwear."
"Even so, shouldn't you at least wear underwear?"
I was dragged by the wayside into an underwear shop, hands firmly gripped by the two who'd bonded over this.
"Ah, no, that... I don't really need to wear..."
It fell on deaf ears.
...Well, I'd half-expected a day like this would come eventually. Ever since that weird stat called Sensitivity went up, gym clothes rubbing directly against me had started feeling irritating.
I just hadn't thought it'd happen this soon.
Might as well think of it as a good thing and squeeze my eyes shut.
Upon arriving at the underwear store, the two shoved me into a changing room and stuffed various breast coverings at me.
Before I could even ask the clerk to measure my size.
"Try this on."
"This one too."
"Ah, um..."
I stared at the scraps of fabric in my hands and swallowed a sigh.
I knew what they were, and I wasn't so innocent as to blush at each one.
Just...
I'd never worn any before. In the game, I'd seen characters stripping plenty of times, but self-dressing scenes were rare. And obviously, I hadn't practiced putting them on alone.
If my breasts were smaller, I'd have had other options, but their size left me no choice. I gave up and unzipped my gym clothes. Slipping off the gym uniform and then the plain white tee underneath, my breasts—lifted by the clothes as they came off—bounced and settled.
...They do ache, though.
With a sigh, I lifted the soft mound and positioned the bra underneath. Okay, so... loop the straps over my shoulders, reach back, and clasp it...
Was this thing even designed to be put on solo? This body had decent flexibility... but it still felt awkward as hell.
As I fumbled, voices from the two waiting outside reached me.
"Teacher?"
"Can't get it on yet?"
Lightning struck in my mind at their urging voices. I summoned Undine to help me with the bra.
...Was that too much to ask of a spirit?
But she understood perfectly and fitted it on me like a pro.
"Hm..."
It was definitely comfortable. I'd grown so used to the strain on my shoulders that wearing the bra felt like swapping into a whole new body. I couldn't help my body leaning forward if I relaxed, but the weight on my shoulders had clearly lessened.
Any doubts about whether I really needed to wear one vanished. My thoughts naturally shifted to wearing it at least for the time being. Shame and embarrassment were swept away by overwhelming convenience.
Feeling good about the comfort, I parted the changing room curtain and said, "This is nice."
"...No way, is this your first time?"
"Ah, um... yeah, probably...?"
Michelle looked at me with eyes full of disbelief.
...I'd thought an innocent truth was better than a clumsy lie, but even to me, it sounded a bit... off.
Still, if my strategy worked, it ended with lukewarm stares. But... having both of them stare straight through my chest felt kinda weird. They'd seen me naked before, and outside the game I didn't mind exposing my chest much, but for some reason, this situation felt embarrassingly novel.
Probably because I was now aware I was wearing underwear.
I instinctively covered my chest and turned away.
"I-I'll go put my clothes on... I'll just wear this out since I have it on already... and um."
"...Fine."
"Yeah..."
I hurriedly gathered and donned my gym clothes again, fanning my flushed face as I stepped out of the changing room.
Then we picked out a few more types, had them wrapped, and left the store. Their chatter about which ones were prettier barely registered.
But that wasn't the end of it.
For some reason, the two had become obsessed with dressing me up in all sorts of things. It was hard to believe they'd been so distant just before heading out. Them getting along was delightful for me, but trying on clothes I had no intention of buying was a hassle.
Still, watching them fuss over outfits for me was pretty cute.
For the sake of their relationship, I gladly sacrificed my body.
And so we peacefully wandered the village in front of the academy. I even fell into the delusion that everything was going according to plan.
...Or maybe that complacency is what brought the crisis upon us—er, me.
Stopping at a café-like place for a break, I looked at the two seated at the table. Both had flushed faces, backsides pulled back, and lower bodies scooted close to the table as they sat.
I couldn't speak for the other women around, but I knew exactly why they were like that.
Not that it mattered if they were futanari or whatever—I'd had one myself until recently, as a red-blooded man.
...Looks like those two.
Had gotten erections.
Why the hell here, of all places? And what conditions triggered those things anyway...?
As I thought I'd need to investigate more closely, I approached the two.
Seeing them erect together so amicably made me happy—they really were getting along.