Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Necessary Things
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As expected, the cadets showed up without fail. It was something I'd anticipated, but that didn't make it any less exhausting.
The reason they'd come was, of course, their lower halves bubbling over with need.
One amusing thing was that, entertainingly enough, there was even a cadet who'd come pretending to be sick.
She'd complained of an itch down there, lain down on the bed, drawn the privacy screen, and just fallen asleep.
...I'd wondered why no cadet like that—excluding Charlotte—had appeared until now, but in the end, one really had.
With Charlotte already being overlooked, calling her out on it would look bad, so I left her be.
In truth, that was just a minor issue I could laugh off.
The real problem was...
"T-Teacher..."
A cadet peeked her face out from behind the privacy screen, calling me in a fidgety voice.
It was the commendable one who'd insisted on handling it herself without using the water onahole and disappeared behind the screen.
...Honestly, if she was going to do that, wouldn't it be better in a private space alone?
She must have come because the student council directed her to the infirmary.
At this rate, the infirmary might turn into...
Cough.
No, if Evelyn bucked up, it'd be resolved quickly.
I was thinking that when...
I approached at the cadet's shy call, only to pause at the hot steam wafting from behind the screen. I said,
"What's the matter?"
Something felt off.
Soon, the lips that had uttered such commendable words began spilling something strange.
"I-I'm trying by myself, but... it won't come out. C-Could you check what's wrong?"
"Uh... um, so right now..."
"Come in and take a look..."
Her pitiful gaze softened my resolve, and I stepped behind the screen.
Clinging to the faint hope that it might not be what I thought.
But the moment I entered, a sweltering heat and a peculiar, alluring scent tickled my nose.
If I had to describe it... it was like the essence of the cadet's body odor right in front of me.
A sensation like my breath was catching in my throat.
And... the cadet's lower half was fully exposed, skirt discarded.
With that pillar standing tall there too.
Hmm.
As expected, it was exactly what I'd feared.
So, she wanted me to watch her masturbate? Right?
"P-Please look. See what's wrong..."
She seemed desperate; the moment I entered, she sat on the bed and started stroking the pillar.
But her enthusiasm wasn't yielding results.
The somewhat drooping pillar showed no signs of climaxing anytime soon.
If anything, it looked parched from her clumsy touch, as if in pain.
"Ugh..."
From her lips came not the usual vulgar moans, but a voice laced with agony.
Ah... that's not how you do it.
I'd demonstrated how to handle my old friend, but it must not have been enough.
Then again, people can't even hold chopsticks the same way—let alone handle something that sensitive.
Everyone needs to find the grip that suits them best.
Some curve left, others up, right?
...Of course, cheats like water onaholes and forks exist, but since she'd declared no reliance on them, she needed help.
To gather intel, I stared intently at the cadet's member.
The glans was a bit red from friction.
"C-Could you stop for a sec?"
"...Okay."
Watching it, I felt a phantom tingle in something I no longer had. Is this phantom limb or whatever?
Once she let go, it flopped onto the bed with a thud.
"Ow..."
Not fully hard, nor soft—an ambiguous state.
Considering the average among cadets who'd visited... this was semi-erect, not a full erection.
I could tell without touching.
...With my experience, how could I not know?
Thinking that, I realized what her issue was.
In industry terms, she lacked "fap fuel."
No joke, for real.
The water onahole probably had the same problem, but it gripped so perfectly she never noticed.
The overwhelming stimulation stiffened it fully and emptied everything inside.
But... going at it bare-handed changed things.
And that fact... only a man like me would know.
They thrust it at me shamelessly partly because I'm the same female body and partly due to their "innocence."
This was... tricky.
I wished they weren't getting much pleasure from it, but no—they'd feel torment without it.
And even if I suddenly said she needed fap fuel... what could I provide?
I looked at the panting cadet and said,
"Um, Cadet, do you have someone you like?"
"Wh-What? Why ask that out of nowhere!?"
"...Forget I asked."
I couldn't just tell her to think of her crush while doing it. If she fancied a guy right now, it'd be horrific in so many ways.
If this were a game world, it'd be total yuri rejection, so probably not.
...Probably.
Then a good idea struck.
It might even steer cadets toward women, and there was a proven method.
After some deliberation, I sat beside the cadet.
"T-Teacher?"
"Yeah... Cadet. Look this way?"
I guided her gaze to my chest.
...Yes, my chosen method was to become her fap fuel myself.
The voluptuousness verified by Michelle that women love.
A tool to spark interest in the female form.
This way, whatever she was thinking before, she'd focus on the female body, right?
Even if the pillar faded, the memory of the female form wouldn't.
Am I a genius or what?
Gulp.
Soon, I heard her swallow, and felt her eyes fix on my chest.
She marveled at the long cleavage.
Before I knew it, her pillar was rock-hard, drooling precum from the tip.
Seeing that reminded me of something I'd overlooked.
...The side effect of my own mood getting weird... but I'd push through.
To protect this yuri garden, I'd already pledged this body, right?
Just showing it off... I'd paraded topless at the pool without issue.
No reason for a man to be embarrassed.
That settled my mind.
"Try again now."
Snapping out of her chest-induced daze, she looked at hers.
"Huh...? It's different from before?"
Of course... now she had fap fuel right in front of her.
But explaining that myself felt awkward.
Well, she'd figure it out naturally later.
Once that unbloomed bud flowered, she'd realize on her own.
I just smiled softly without explaining.
For some reason, she swallowed again and vigorously stroked her pillar.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Unlike before, the soaked shaft made wet sounds.
"Ah... haa...!"
Sweet sounds leaked from her lips—success.
...My guess about lacking fap fuel was spot on.
Her soft hand worked the slightly upward-curved pillar diligently.
Fully aroused, it swelled to average size, veins throbbing.
The faint alluring scent filled the screen again.
Her face twisted in pleasure.
Eyes glazing over, she panted like an idiot.
The unexpected part? Needing more stimulation, she buried her face in my chest.
...I couldn't see her expression, but the hot, wet breaths... felt really strange.
Thinking about it, Michelle had done the same, so maybe breasts aren't so foreign to girls.
Should I thank the pillar for linking it to arousal so naturally?
Without it, they'd slide right into yuri bliss. Mouthwatering.
"Hngh...!"
Fierce breaths and splurt! splurt! sounds of semen erupting.
So much it sloshed in my ears.
Seeing it splatter on the screen, I thought Undine would have saved a huge hassle if absent.
"Haa... ha..."
Once the spent pillar vanished, I called Undine, tidied the first solo success cadet's face, gave her a cookie, and sent her off.
As I floated the copious white mess for cleanup...
A knock, and Evelyn entered.
"Uh... is that... what I think it is?"
She stared blankly at it, holding something gleaming oddly in her hand.
Already made?
Impressive.
I nodded, and she frantically rummaged in her bag, pulling out a flask-like container.
"C-Could you put some in this?"
"Ack."
"D-Don't make that face."
Her lip-biting intensity made me divert some from the sink to her flask. She corked it and beamed happily.
...It's semen, you know.
Shaking my head, I asked,
"So, what's that you're holding?"
"Obviously the prototype supply-model onahole you mentioned? It needs tons more refinement, but I figured you'd want to weigh in."
Evelyn approached and handed me the squishy mass.
Then TMI details assaulted my ears.
I wouldn't get it anyway...
Best to test it.
Rustle.
That's when...
Rustling came from behind the screen.
"Hm? Someone there?"
"One sec."
I hushed Evelyn and crept toward the sound.
Peeking behind the screen...
A truant-for-masturbation cadet stared, pillar sprouted, at a loss.
...Perfect test subject appeared.
Tough luck for the one who came to slack off but ended up jerking.
Has to go anyway, so good timing?
Smiling faintly, I said,
"Looks like you need help?"
"Kuh..."
"Oh..."
An intrigued voice from behind.
...Gotta send Evelyn away, right?