Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Unknown Person
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Michelle's absurd misunderstanding getting cleared up was a relief, but another problem started nagging at me.
Not anything else... it was the fact that Michelle's manhood—presumed to be swelling inside me—was still going strong.
It was a little—no, extremely embarrassing.
Why was something that usually vanished after one go still lingering like this?
What the hell?
Unfortunately, I didn't have the mental bandwidth to ponder it.
"Hngh!?"
"Ah, Teacher Iris?"
The slightest flex from Michelle made the thing inside me twitch, and my body—still lost in the afterglow of climax—registered it as an overwhelming wave of pleasure.
Just having our lower halves pressed together was mortifying enough, but my body and mind weren't listening to me at all.
When Michelle tried to pull out and crawl away on all fours, my mind went completely blank. My limp body was dragged along helplessly by her.
My body trembled, goosebumps erupted all over, and my stomach churned.
Even knowing it was Michelle behind me, it felt like some monstrous otherworldly thing was hauling me away.
Honestly, since this was my first time experiencing something like this, I couldn't tell if my senses were accurate.
Maybe it was the slick, slimy tail swishing against my butt.
Even when she panicked at the weirdness, all I could do was mumble in a dazed voice, eyes rolling back as I shuddered uncontrollably.
—Hoo...
Hearing El's oddly intrigued mutter made my face burn—not from the hot water, but from sheer embarrassment.
...No matter how much I tried to brush it off, embarrassing was embarrassing.
The chills were probably just my body cooling down.
Anyway.
The good news was that after a bit more time, I felt the rod filling me up finally recede.
The sense of release was euphoric as the blockage vanished. The sudden emptiness brought an inevitable pang of hollowness, but I had no desire to fill it again.
As I sighed in relief...
Gurgle! Gurgle! Drip drip!
With those sounds, the thick, sticky mess that had been packed inside me came pouring out endlessly.
"Ngh...!"
"...".
It kept leaking out without end—how much had she pumped in there?
As my bloated gut settled, I felt my protruding belly gradually deflate. Was this what it felt like to be full without eating?
With the tension easing into relief, prickling pains crept up all over my body.
Coming from my nape, waist, and entire lower half... probably scratches from Michelle's teeth and nails.
As I took deep breaths to calm myself, her voice came from above.
"...Are you okay, Teacher?"
"...Yeah. Um, could you step out first? I, uh, still have something to do."
"Yes...? Oh, um, sure."
She sounded a bit puzzled but didn't press and slipped out.
...I'd been wondering if I needed to explain what I was doing—thank goodness.
It was... kind of awkward to put into words.
Hell, I'd almost forgotten myself.
Ironically, it was that otherworldly thing inside me until moments ago that reminded me what I needed to do.
Its shape screamed intent to impregnate.
It planted the word "pregnancy" squarely in my mind.
So... what I had to do now was.
Summon Undine and have her clean out my insides.
I'd done it once before... but it wasn't exactly pleasant.
"Eek!?"
—Pfft...
"D-don't... laugh."
After finishing the cleanup, I tried to move and head out.
"...".
But I couldn't stand.
It felt like every last bit of energy in my body was spent.
Splayed on the floor, I finally had to call out.
"M-Michelle... h-help me."
Psychologically, this was the most humiliating part.
Telling her to go first, then asking for help.
...At least she was waiting; she came right back in, dressed.
If she'd left, I'd have had to rely on El even if someone saw.
But this brought its own issue.
Being piggybacked meant dealing with her huge breasts. Not suffocating, but uncomfortably stuffy.
Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but with zero energy left in my body...
In the end, she carried me out in the classic princess hold.
The area was usually deserted, but heading to the faculty dorms meant inevitably running into someone.
"Oh..."
"Whoa..."
I lost count of how many times my face burned hot.
Did she notice my embarrassment?
Michelle kindly covered my face with her now-dry, fluffy tail.
...It didn't help much, but I appreciated the gesture.
Her faint body scent wafted from the tail. My chilled body warmed gradually from her heat.
Hard to believe this was the same person who'd thrashed her hips so wildly at me moments ago.
How furiously must she have been boiling inside to change like that?
Thump.
For some reason, my heart skipped.
I deep-breathed to calm it, but once started, it pounded wildly on its own.
Worried Michelle might hear and misunderstand, but there was nothing I could do.
...Misunderstandings be damned, anyway.
These feelings would fade once the mystery futanari curse lifted.
And it wasn't just with Michelle.
Philia too... Charlotte... not sure.
Michelle's story made sense of her odd question last time, but her true feelings? Unknown.
Evelyn...?
Just butt heads with her.
Anyway.
Since I might return to my original world someday, it was better for everyone... for each other.
Even so, her warm body heat seeping into my cold one felt good.
Before I knew it, I dozed off against Michelle.
Honestly, staying conscious this long was a miracle.
After getting pounded so hard I could barely move.
"...Teacher Iris?"
"Mmm... hng..."
Lulled by her flustered voice like a lullaby, I sank into darkness.
"She's asleep..."
Michelle looked down at Iris, face buried in her chest, breathing softly and steadily, then lifted her head.
Cadets peeking curiously at Iris's face caught her eye.
She bared her teeth instinctively, and the cadets—already wary of her—ducked out of sight to watch from afar.
Realizing what she'd done, she sighed inwardly.
'Why am I acting like this?'
Recalling what had just happened, Michelle blushed.
The cadets blinked in surprise, but out of her view, she didn't notice.
Her priority was the woman in her arms anyway.
Michelle walked on, hugging Iris's soft body tight.
Feeling Iris's faint breaths against her skin, she pondered.
'What does Teacher Iris think of me?'
At least... she didn't seem to hate her.
Misunderstanding or not, accepting someone who'd ravished her so roughly without hesitation meant that much.
...How kind was this woman?
Michelle was stunned, then remembered she was the "health teacher" and drooped her tail.
Maybe that generosity wasn't fondness, but professional duty.
Her own delusion... misunderstanding... rampage.
Michelle felt ashamed, yet found Iris's tolerance strangely alluring.
Did she have to be this devoted?
It was "baby-making," after all.
Considering the weight of that, Michelle thought it odd Iris wasn't angrier.
Too... lenient and defenseless.
For someone who'd said to protect what's important at their first meeting, she seemed awfully lax.
Not that it justified what she'd done today.
...This small, soft person.
Shouldn't she value herself more?
As those thoughts swirled, Michelle realized she'd seethe if Iris did this with someone else.
...A feeling she wasn't aware of.
Anyway.
'I wish I could stay by her side forever.'
But as an academy instructor, that was impossible.
'Then...'
Michelle slightly lowered Iris's body and eyed the bite mark on her pale nape.
Would leaving her mark deter others from acting rashly?
This overly kind teacher would surely accept repeats without refusing.
'...'
Was that okay for her to do?
Wouldn't it just be a nuisance?
They weren't at that stage yet...
...Even if she believed doing "that" meant taking responsibility, she couldn't force it.
Michelle's mind was a mess.
Why had that thing even grown on her—
She blanked out, then blinked.
'...What was I thinking?'
Shaking her head, she resumed walking.
Nothing was decided, so she just sighed heavily.
Still.
Holding her close felt deeply satisfying.
Maybe establishing it as fact wouldn't be so bad.
Unthinkingly, she stroked Iris's belly, then flinched and shrank back.
'...Am I crazy?'
Scolding herself, she realized they'd reached the dorm.
She entered quietly, laid Iris on the bed, and gazed at her.
'...'
Then, excusing it as warming her cold body...
She carefully lay down beside Iris on the bed.
Her warm... no, cold body heat touched her.
Debating a tight hug, conscience pricking, Michelle simply closed her eyes obediently.
...They'd hugged once already, and done "that," but.
Her heart tickled oddly.
They weren't anything official yet.
She settled for warming the surroundings.
Both exhausted equally.
Michelle fell asleep in seconds.