Chapter 40
Chapter 40
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Iris Doesn't Know a Virgin's Heart
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The sky flashed.
Countless stars twinkled in the sky, more than the eye could take in.
The graceful scene, so beautiful it made me want to gaze at it forever, turned into hell in an instant.
Stars fell.
Like rain, no, a meteor shower began pouring down.
The torrent of stars looked beautiful for a moment, like a sudden downpour. But as they didn't fade away and instead started plummeting toward the earth...
The heavens and earth began to shake.
How should I describe this?
It was a sight where you'd shout, "The dinosaurs are going extinct!"
...But I was right underneath it.
Watching the world turn upside down, I woke from my sleep.
Before I could even mull over the bizarre dream, I snapped to attention from the heavy weight pressing down on my body.
Honestly, it wasn't that heavy, but that was for my original body. For this petite one now, it felt a bit burdensome.
More than that, though...
My mind was just blank.
Exhaustion seeped through my entire body, to the point I couldn't even tell what I was thinking.
Like a dry rag squeezed out to the last drop by rough hands.
If someone grabbed my neck and shook me, I might flop around limply.
...Not that it'd happen.
Anyway, I took a deep breath to clear my head.
Then a smell, hard to put into words, invaded my nostrils and muddled my senses.
That scent brought back what happened before I passed out... no, fell asleep.
And the fact that the culprit was sleeping soundly on top of me right now.
"Ngh..."
Recalling that moment brought back some lingering afterimages, rising like residual heat.
What the hell happened to me?
My thoughts couldn't keep up with the situation.
But this was natural.
If I, a former man now in a woman's body, said I got raped by a woman who suddenly sprouted a dick, how many people could accept that right away?
...It was rape, right?
Even trying to piece together the 'circumstances,' my memories were fuzzy.
With stars flashing before my eyes and my vision flickering like a blown fuse, it'd be weirder if I remembered clearly.
Sending my mind there made intense memories bubble up one after another.
Thud! Thud! A sensation of my insides being crushed, like siege rams pounding the gates.
A feeling like something was clinging inside me, pulling my guts out.
And something inside me─
Wait, hold on.
Inside...?
I felt my lukewarm head turn ice-cold.
I didn't know how to interpret or explain the sensations, but I sure as hell knew that cumming inside meant pregnancy.
Virgin?
That wasn't particularly important.
I was a guy to begin with.
If it were a student's virginity, maybe it'd matter, but fussing over each of mine didn't seem very manly, did it?
Not that virginity was a big deal to─
─me anyway.
Was losing your virginity something to brag about, and losing your maidenhood something to make a fuss over?
...Mulling it over made me dizzy, but anyway.
So the biggest issue on my mind right now was whether Evelyn had creampied me.
I shoved aside her body, still innocently asleep.
"Eek!?"
A weird yelp sounded, but it wasn't important right now.
...Well, Evelyn wasn't unimportant, but wasn't it weirder to worry about someone who'd been shaking their hips on top of me before dozing off?
As if punished for my selfish thoughts, pain shot through my body.
It came with a sensation like some crusty shell peeling off.
Once the pressure crushing my body lifted, a dull ache throbbed between my legs, and pain surged from my waist, which had been thrusting sky-high.
I glanced down to check the sticky sensation of something that had been clinging to my belly and now peeled away.
...Whatever it was, it was covered in something slimy and off-white.
On this bed, the only white stuff besides the sheets was 'that.'
Looked like Evelyn had cum outside, after all.
Well, I taught her, so of course she would.
That was praiseworthy, but... it didn't excuse what happened before.
...Well, it started with her trying to help me, but good intentions don't make everything okay, right?
Even a pebble cleared from the road for a speeding car could fly off and kill a frog.
Keep having weird thoughts like that, and I must be tired.
For now, I summoned Undine and asked her to clean up the mess around me.
Something felt off, though.
She was moving for my sake, but more cautiously than usual.
I chalked it up to individual differences and sat there dazed, fumbling into my clothes.
...Putting on clothes still sticky from her cleaning elsewhere.
They clung stickily, filling the air with that weird scent.
I shook my head and creakily moved my body to check outside.
Worried someone might've come in.
Fortunate or unfortunate, the infirmary was quiet, and outside the window, red light was already seeping in.
Confirming that, I pulled back the screen to disperse the smell.
I opened the window for ventilation too.
My head cleared a bit.
My body still creaked, though.
Especially my waist, lower belly, and... between my legs.
Maybe Undine could help with this, but... honestly, it was a bit embarrassing.
I wasn't sure if Undine understood, but still...
...If I asked if making an onahole and ordering her was fine, I'd have nothing to say.
Instead, I sat in the chair and dripped water over Evelyn's sleeping head.
Splash!
A refreshing sound, followed by...
"Kyaaak!?"
Evelyn's scream echoed through the infirmary.
Thud!
Crash! She tumbled off the bed onto the floor.
...She wasn't hurt, right?
I worried pointlessly, but replaying what happened, this wasn't something to just let slide.
A manly guy like me might get past it, but Iris Plumeria, the infirmary teacher, couldn't possibly overlook this.
The praiseworthy part? She didn't cum inside, but outside?
But my memory was hazy.
I felt something hot going in... Was it my imagination?
I mulled it over until Evelyn, coughing, got up, but still... hazy.
Anyway.
I glared at her dumbstruck face.
Knowing her guilt, she trembled and approached, bowing her head like a criminal.
"...Do you know what you've done, Cadet Stout?"
Even to my own ears, my voice was chilling.
Sitting there, locking eyes, she trembled more and bowed deeper.
She looked pitiful, like a wet puppy.
But I lectured her anyway.
Even as a criminal, she made excuses for a moment.
"I'm sorry..."
But in the end, she showed remorse, bowing frantically.
That enough?
I'd have to see her face again anyway.
She was essential talent for my comfort, even a little.
...Thinking I put a collar on her with 'minor' sacrifice, it might be okay.
"The student council was worried about this... You know that too, right, Cadet? Come to think of it, you don't seem on good terms with the president..."
"N-not Philia... please, no...!"
Then behave yourself.
I swallowed the rest, giving her a meaningful look, and she nodded.
Then I recalled her excuse: she thought she could make it well if she tried.
Had to ask.
"So, do you think you can make it well?"
"...Pardon?"
"C-can you make what I told you to make properly?"
"Ahh..."
My face felt hot for some reason.
Evelyn hesitated, then mumbled.
"Honestly, I don't know..."
"...What?"
She hung her head, looking unconfident.
...Why's she like that?
"Y-you seem repentant enough, so go back for today."
"...Yes."
Flustered by her gloomy voice, I sent her off first.
I scolded her plenty; she'd get it. She's a smart character.
After Evelyn left, apologizing profusely.
Sitting in the chair, sighing, my eyes fell on the desk.
And 'that book.'
...I didn't have the courage to open it today.
It'd just shake me up with nonsense again.
Should check eventually, but not today.
I'd acted nonchalant with Evelyn, but my mood was unsettled.
Was there blood?
I couldn't remember.
Anyway, a guy like me barging into the lily garden wasn't important.
...I'd probably return someday, so no attachments.
Gripping what I had now, I steeled myself and stood.
Locked up and returned to my room; the laundry I'd left was neatly hung on the handle.
Handy.
Michelle wasn't back yet.
Feeling musty, I headed to the shower, Evelyn's words echoing.
'O-outside? Huh...? Did I?'
I praised her for pulling out, but her reaction was odd.
So much on me, so probably right.
No loss in being thorough.
Undressing in the bathroom, I summoned Undine and cautiously asked.
...Asking her to go down there and clean inside felt weird.
I rationalized it as no different from losing virginity, gains outweighing losses.
But pregnancy was still too much.
So I posed for Undine to clean.
Bubbling and rippling, Undine positioned her face between my thighs.
...This okay?
With uneasy feelings.
Undine drew her cold body close between my hips.
Shiver.
My body trembled.