Chapter 24
Chapter 24
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Age Full of Curiosity
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While Charlotte blankly sniffed the hazy scent with a dazed expression on her face.
Pang!Paang!Slap!
Michelle, thrusting her hips wildly, felt a thicker urge to release than anything she'd experienced before.
The kind of sensation that made her feel like she'd unleash everything inside the moment she relaxed.
But the thought of stopping never crossed Michelle's mind.
All she'd learned from Iris was that when it felt good, she should let it out.
Every time Michelle drove her hips forward, Iris's body trembled in response.
When the tip of her shaft struck deep inside Iris, a faint moan escaped Iris's lips.
It seemed like this act felt good not just for her, but for Iris too.
Though she was asleep and probably couldn't fully feel it.
Then.
Thud!
When the tip of her shaft hit the very end inside Iris, Michelle felt a tight squeeze gripping it.
The sensation of being squeezed and compressed all at once.
"Hngh... Kkh..."
With her shaft buried deep inside Iris, she began to ejaculate. Gurgle!Gurgle!
Thick spurts of pure white fluid shot out, splurt!splurt!, coating Iris's insides white and sticky.
Michelle pressed herself against Iris with a vacant expression, as if her intelligence was leaking out along with it, rubbing her face against Iris's chest.
The way her soft, twitching ears rubbed against her looked almost like marking her territory.
Inhaling the thick body scent rising from Iris's chest, she poured out her sticky white seed with a spurt...spuuurt....
Her tail, which had been stiff and straight, now swayed gently side to side as the tension released.
Michelle, finding comfort on the plush chest, soon sensed eyes on her and turned her head.
Her hazy eyes panted for breath until she jolted in surprise, her body trembling.
...Charlotte's gaze was fixed on her, burning intensely.
Under that stare, Michelle belatedly felt embarrassed and cleared her throat, pulling herself up.
Her body wobbled from the lingering afterglow of release, but with her urges sated, it obeyed her commands faithfully.
As Michelle weakly withdrew, Charlotte wriggled into the empty space.
But once she was actually on the bed... she felt a bit lost.
Was it because she didn't particularly like moving her body that intensely?
Or because her rigid shaft made her memories fuzzy?
...She couldn't really remember what Michelle had been doing.
Looking at Iris, covered in Michelle's traces, made her own shaft even harder, but she hesitated, unsure what to do.
What on earth was this act?
Putting one person's body part into another's body?
She'd never heard of such a thing.
Charlotte hadn't even known what had grown on her own body in the first place.
Iris had said it was natural, so she hadn't thought much of it.
She'd called it something that just passes, so she figured she should listen to her.
It wasn't worth dwelling on deeply.
Iris would handle it anyway.
...And.
It felt good.
Especially being held in Iris's arms—
"Hng...!"
Recalling that moment, Charlotte's shaft twitched, spraying clear fluid.
But she still couldn't quite proceed.
The rigid flesh was starting to ache, and her mind grew hazy.
Having waited without relieving her urges, she seemed in worse shape than Michelle.
Twitch, twitch.
Compared to her small frame, the massive-feeling shaft just throbbed away.
Michelle, watching her pant from a distance, approached.
"...If you don't plan on spending the night in the infirmary, you'd better hurry. We need to move Teacher Plumeria to her room too."
And cleanup—
That should be fine, but...
Anyway.
"So... I'll help you, cadet."
"Ah, um... Yes..."
The situation felt strangely off-kilter, but no one questioned it.
If Iris had been awake, maybe.
But she was exhausted from the repeated climaxes, fast asleep.
Though the mental drain from earlier that day played a part, it didn't seem all that important.
...Ironically, she'd climaxed more times after falling asleep.
A thought utterly unrelated to the two who had no idea what they were doing.
Soon.
Following Michelle's guidance, Charlotte began pushing her hard, elongated shaft inside Iris.
Squelch.
"Augh...!"
"...Just push it in like that."
Charlotte panted, focusing on Michelle's words.
The sensation of pushing into something soft and hot felt similar to the strange thing Iris had made for her.
But... only similar.
They were completely different.
The warm flesh enveloping her entire shaft was already a world apart.
Comparing it to that cold thing would be an insult.
Though Charlotte was terribly clumsy, with Michelle's lead and the slickness from what came before, she soon reached the point of moving her hips.
Squish! Each thrust deep inside elicited a pained-sounding moan from Iris.
It sounded like it hurt, yet carried a lewd undertone that excited Charlotte further.
Pang! Paang!
Before long, Charlotte— not as skillfully as Michelle, but competently— rocked her hips, slamming into Iris with pang, pang thrusts.
"Ngh, nghk... Augh...!"
Overwhelming pleasure made it hard to think straight.
Any lingering unease in her mind had long been swept away by the destructive ecstasy.
Finally, with a lightning-bolt surge of pleasure, Charlotte unleashed her seed inside Iris— splurt!spuuurt!.
Mingling with Michelle's that had leaked out from the friction, Charlotte's white release soaked the sheets damp.
A thick, misty scent filled the bed.
"Hngh... Hek."
As Charlotte panted for breath, she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned, shaking off the afterglow.
There was Michelle, gesturing for her to get down.
...She didn't seem about to go again; it looked like cleanup time.
Charlotte gathered herself at the gesture and climbed off the bed.
The throbbing ache in her shaft was gone. Somehow, it felt like better recovery than last time.
Still basking in the lingering pleasure, a sudden question crossed Charlotte's mind.
Why didn't Teacher Iris use this method?
The jelly-like thing wasn't bad, but compared to this, it was far inferior.
And Iris always looked so exhausted afterward, which made it even more baffling.
Charlotte gazed at Iris, whose eyes were half-open.
She still seemed out of it, but judging from her flushed expression...
She must have felt good.
Drool trickled from the corner of her mouth just like theirs had, and faint lewd moans escaped as if savoring the aftertaste.
Maybe she was dreaming.
Even better and more enjoyable for her, so why use such an inefficient method?
Pondering briefly, Charlotte concluded it was because of the numbers.
There was only one of Teacher's body... Yeah, that must be it. Even now, with two sharing, it had taken time, hadn't it?
That made the other way seem more efficient.
However.
Imagining other cadets doing 'this' made her feel oddly uneasy for some reason.
"...Cadet."
Even if the sword instructor calling her was unavoidable.
Charlotte thought as she looked at Michelle. She continued while wiping Iris's body.
Her movements felt strangely practiced.
"I think it'll be fine—"
Michelle's words cut off.
Suddenly, something began welling up from Iris's body. Michelle watched knowingly, as if expecting it, while Charlotte blinked in confusion at the abrupt event.
Soon, the formed entity stared silently at the two.
'...Undine?'
It looked like the spirit Iris always summoned.
But the atmosphere felt different from usual.
Undine gazed at them with an odd expression, then snapped her fingers.
The white fluid and moisture on the bed and Iris began gathering in one spot.
It seemed tinged faintly red, but the speed made it hard to tell.
Familiar with the routine, Undine disposed of it in the infirmary sink, let out a small yawn with her tiny hand,
and spoke directly into Michelle and Charlotte's minds.
There was no other way to describe it.
She giggled as if amused, approached Iris, pressed her lips to her forehead,
and vanished like evaporating water.
'...She spoke to us this time.'
Michelle stared at where it had disappeared. Clearly not an ordinary being.
Just as it wanted tonight's events hidden from Iris, it seemed Iris didn't know its true nature yet.
...Last time, it appeared out of nowhere to clean up, which was odd enough.
But this direct approach felt awkward.
Why keep it secret?
She couldn't fathom the reason.
...They didn't even know what they'd done, to begin with.
Michelle sighed inwardly, slung Iris's bag over her arm, and lifted her in a classic princess carry.
"Lock up after me, cadet."
"...Yes."
Looking relatively composed, Michelle left the infirmary with Iris.
Charlotte watched blankly until her eyes fell on the magic tool Iris had used.
Her face flushing red, she placed it on Iris's desk,
ventilated roughly, locked the door, and headed to the dorms.
She had a feeling she'd never forget what happened tonight.
Keeping it secret from Iris felt uneasy,
but.
'For now, she said.'
She could reveal it someday, right?
Charlotte thought so and resumed walking.
Then, reaching into her pocket, she jolted in surprise.
A familiar plain scrap of cloth came into view.
I rubbed my eyes groggily.
My head felt fuzzy.
There was some odd discomfort in my body, but something more urgent came first.
...Why am I in the dorm room?
Turning my head creakily, I saw Michelle's bed, where she breathed evenly in sleep.
Unless I had sleepwalking issues,
she must have brought me here.
Did she see me like that?
Haha.
Hahaha.
My face burned like it might explode.
I hoped she hadn't noticed me passing out mid-masturbation with the magic tool.
...Low odds, but please.
I wished and wished again.
Where'd my panties go, anyway?
After lying there staring blankly at the ceiling for a while,
I remembered today's appointment and bolted up.
"Ugh."
My feet hit the floor, and my body crumpled.
It felt like I'd done intense exercise and crashed asleep.
...Female masturbation is this dangerous, huh.
Scary thought.
Before I could gather my thoughts, a knock sounded at the door.
I scrambled into my clothes and called out.
"One moment!"
"Very well."
A businesslike voice came from beyond the door.
...Princess's maid, Leona.
What would she say if she knew I'd passed out masturbating and made her come fetch me?
I didn't want to imagine it.