Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Health Education and Unease
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Why was Irene interested in something like that?
...More precisely, what kind of story did she want to hear?
That was the real problem.
Was she curious about how it felt to use Undine's water onahole, or was she curious about a penis sprouting up...?
Either way, it was equally embarrassing.
But why was she interested in something like this?
It felt like a punch to the gut, exaggerating just a bit.
Like I'd been caught off guard and intruded upon.
Why did she want to hear such a vicious story?
As I chewed on my lip inwardly, Irene's voice came after she'd wet her throat with some tea.
"Um... Teacher?"
"Ah, yes."
I hurriedly replied to her cautious tone, and Irene continued with a somewhat awkward expression.
"I must have asked you something troublesome."
"Oh, no... It's not exactly like that..."
"Pardon?"
Irene seemed a bit different from how she acted as a student.
Her fundamental nature hadn't changed... but maybe it was because we were in a teacher-student relationship now, not just fellow students.
Our age difference wasn't that big to begin with.
At least, if you considered it from Iris's body, not my inner self.
Calling them "students" was actually a holdover from when the academy was first established; it wasn't strictly regulated like military law or anything.
That said, there were rules.
Considering that the student council, made up mainly of students, held the most authority over those rules, to my modern eyes, the academy felt like something between a university and high school.
Anyway.
Other departments—like the swordsmanship class where Michelle taught—seemed stricter, but from the few days I'd spent here, my position felt a bit... ambiguous.
I was called "teacher," but I wasn't really teaching anything specific.
Well... I had taught them how to deal with "that" when it appeared, but... ugh...
Should I consider this part of education too?
It wasn't in the original game... but now it existed.
I knew I shouldn't ignore this variable.
...But I had no idea what to change.
I hadn't liked it from the start, so how was I supposed to account for it?
For now, I'd think about it later.
First, I needed to focus on getting through the situation right in front of me.
I rubbed my chin as if pondering, then carefully opened my mouth.
"So, Student Irene... what exactly do you want to hear from me?"
Her face lit up at the question. She looked happy at the prospect of hearing what she wanted.
...A princess delighted to talk about dicks.
Even from a yuri perspective, or any perspective, it felt... off.
Her pure expression, which didn't seem interested in such things, made it feel even more so.
Even knowing her true personality, it was the same.
Appearances really were hard to ignore.
It was like how messages or calls didn't faze you, but face-to-face made it hard to speak properly—similar, yet a bit different.
Before I knew it, I felt mesmerized, like I'd spill everything.
A total simp who'd gotten into yuri from liking female characters.
As I nibbled my soft cheek, waiting for her answer, she seemed to finish thinking and spoke.
"Well... I actually heard a quiet rumor floating around. Other students... said they grew a penis and came looking for help... Is that true?"
Ah.
Hold on, I'm dizzy.
"...Teacher?"
Irene looked at me with concern, and Leona, who had been waiting behind her, approached.
I staggered but managed to say I was fine and asked for some cold water to steady myself.
A penis.
The thing that had vanished from me after I opened my eyes here.
Something I seemed to see more often now than when I had one.
Still, hearing the direct term—"penis"—from her mouth for the first time today.
A desire welled up to wash Irene's mouth out clean.
…Probably because she was the last character whose route I’d successfully cleared, I felt more attached to her.
But the bond from connecting with her then didn't exist now.
That thought brought up one question.
Then what the hell was that game?
Anyway.
Mulling over what Michelle had told me, I drank the cold water Leona brought and spoke.
"...Yes. It often happens to students around this age. So... it's nothing for Student Irene to worry about specially."
For now, that was the "common sense" here.
But her reaction was odd.
Leona nodded faintly as if accepting it, her face a bit blank, but Irene looked somehow unsatisfied.
But that expression vanished quickly.
To the point where I wondered if I'd seen it wrong.
As my thoughts deepened, Irene smiled faintly and spoke.
...And the shock of her words blew away all my previous thinking.
"If it happens to me too... please take care of me, Teacher Iris."
"Ahaha... Sure."
I hope that never happens.
Still, something felt off, but I couldn't exactly ask, "Your expression earlier looked bad—what's wrong?" So we just chatted lightly.
The drinks Leona made were tasty, and the snacks suited my taste.
Her intention seemed genuine—to build familiarity with me—so the atmosphere wasn't bad at all.
Until Leona, uncharacteristically hesitant, spoke up.
"...Teacher."
"Yes?"
"Would it be okay to ask a favor?"
"Uh... a favor?"
Since when were we close enough for favors? Well, she'd unilaterally built up some inner rapport, but Leona wasn't the type.
Not knowing what she'd ask, I decided to hear her out first.
"Please teach me how to handle it."
"Cough! Cough!"
"...Are you okay?"
"Kek... Kgh... Ah, yeah, I'm fine. Wh-what did you say?"
She seemed refreshed after saying it, speaking calmly with her usual stoic face.
"Wouldn't it be better overall if I, as Her Highness's close aide, learned it instead of Her Highness going herself? It'd prepare for times when you're not around."
It wasn't wrong.
If "handling it" wasn't basically jerking off.
If it were just first aid or bandaging, I wouldn't be this flustered.
Glancing uneasily at Irene, she nodded as if agreeing it made sense.
"If Teacher Iris is okay with it, I'd like to ask the same."
Maybe that unsatisfied look earlier really was my imagination.
I swallowed a sigh inwardly and made my final excuse.
"It's... the method using Undine..."
"Undine..."
At Leona's mutter, I summoned Undine.
"...A spirit?"
"Whoa... First time seeing one in person."
Using a spirit that draws such admiration for that purpose... was I amazing? Or insane?
Once I summoned Undine, Leona's admiring face suddenly hardened.
"...If you can't handle spirits, you can't do the treatment?"
Saying "yes" here would let me avoid this embarrassment.
But lying when it'd be exposed soon would backfire.
After a brief deliberation, I made "that" sprout on Undine's body.
...It wasn't fully functional, just shaping it like the image in my mind.
Seeing the upright pillar of water, Leona's ears perked up in admiration, while Irene rubbed her chin, lost in thought.
"So this is the... penis you mentioned. Compared to Undine's body, it seems a bit large... Is it normally like this?"
"P-people vary, so I can't say for sure... but yeah, they're usually pretty big."
"I see."
Leona muttered as if mulling my words.
I silently screamed for her not to remember this.
But my inner cries wouldn't reach.
I could only watch as Leona and Irene got tainted with this wicked knowledge.
...No, I was the one dirtying them with my own hands.
A strange feeling—
What was I even thinking?
I pinched my thigh and reached out toward the water-made... penis.
Though I'd lost a lot today, if teaching this made their bond stickier...
...It might still be a good thing.
The world I knew was gone, so the old approaches wouldn't work.
Yeah, this was the best for now.
With hesitation gone.
I began slowly stroking the cold, unnecessarily detailed water... dick.
Slow movements so Irene and Leona could see well.
A sticky, squelching sound came.
...Why was even this implemented?
It was better than touching the real thing.
But demonstrating a handjob while others stared intently...
Was incredibly embarrassing.
I repeated to myself it was for gain.
But it still felt wrong.
Too late to turn back now.
"You can go slow like this, but some prefer fast... so keep that in mind."
"Understood."
...Is this really okay?
They won't later arrest me for blasphemy or something, right?
Th-this is normal for women this age in this world, so it should be fine?
The rustic scene of me earnestly stroking the water pillar...
Ended with Undine squirting clean water like a water gun.
...Really implemented the useless stuff too.
Everyone except me looked intrigued and amused.
Was this the curse of knowledge?
After that, nothing much happened.
I returned to the dorm.
The room after Iris left.
Confirming she was far away, Irene took out pen and paper and began writing a letter.
'...It's somehow different from what I know.'
Wondering if her memory was wrong, she planned to send a letter to her home country to verify.
She wanted to ask Leona too, but... she probably wouldn't help.
The books Leona read were from the library restricted to royalty.
Some inexplicable sense of unease...
As she thought that, fiddling with the necklace around her neck, she blinked.
'The color seems a bit faded...'
Was it her imagination?
Pocketing the necklace, Irene recalled Iris, who had just left the room.
'She didn't seem to be lying.'
Shrunk up like a hamster from some past fad.
...Though for a hamster, certain parts were too big.
Having gotten acquainted with the cute health teacher and seen a new side of her childhood friend and maid.
Irene felt good, yet...
Something was off.
Hoping the letter would resolve her doubts.
"Leona? Could you send this to the home country...?"
"Certainly."
Irene watched Leona bow politely and leave the room, then closed her eyes.
Academy life seemed like it would be more enjoyable than she'd thought.