High School Crushes Come True... Probably
Right after the Director finished his lecture, a researcher hurried over to me with quick steps.
"The Doctor wants to see you."
"Me?"
"Yes. She said right now."
"What's it about?"
"An explanation of your abilities. She's going to give you a detailed briefing."
The moment I heard that, I knew exactly who they meant.
The person responsible for my modification. The one who had created this absurd set of powers I now possessed.
The laboratory looked almost exactly as it had the first time I'd visited. Stark white walls packed with all sorts of complex equipment, researchers still bustling about as they stared into monitors.
In the center of the lab stood a familiar figure.
"You came!"
The Doctor waved both hands wildly with a bright smile.
Even though I'd felt it the first time we met, she really was an incredibly energetic and cheerful person. She didn't look anything like a genius scientist who'd developed dangerous body modification procedures.
"I figured I should give you a proper explanation before you actually start working."
"You're doing this now?"
"Instruction manuals are always read after they're written. Right?"
"...Isn't that what accident reports are for?"
The Doctor burst into laughter and gave my shoulder a light smack. There wasn't a trace of remorse on her face.
"Let's start with the special abilities you possess."
She pulled up a holographic display and began her explanation in earnest.
"First, the genetic ability. Super Sperm."
"Right."
"This only activates when certain conditions are properly met."
The Doctor continued with a string of highly technical details. The specific condition was that only when proper vaginal ejaculation occurred inside a woman's body would the effect of one hundred percent pregnancy take place.
If that didn't happen, the sperm would be no different from normal ones. She also warned me that repeated ejaculation into the same target could dramatically increase the chances of twins, or even triplets, so I should be careful.
"...Wouldn't that count as exceeding the quota?"
"I suppose? I don't know. For now, you can only use Super Sperm roughly once per day. We don't know how the ability might grow in the future, but even if you sleep with multiple women in a single day, you won't get a one hundred percent success rate each time."
The Doctor snapped her fingers and moved on.
"Next, the electrical ability."
"That one's actually exciting."
"I'm excited about it too."
"...Pardon?"
"The truth is, even I don't know how it will develop yet."
She said it so confidently that I suddenly felt uneasy.
"What do you mean?"
"I injected the Super Sperm ability because I theorized it was possible, but I don't actually know exactly how it will function."
"......"
"So just use it well on your own."
"Do you even know the meaning of the word responsibility?"
"I do."
"Then why, Doctor..."
The Doctor cleanly ignored the rest of my sentence and nodded with a satisfied expression.
"Still, I have high hopes. You're the greatest masterpiece of my life."
She seemed to genuinely believe that. Her eyes were literally sparkling.
"So go out there and do great things. For humanity. For the birth rate."
"Please don't put that kind of pressure on me."
"Do your best."
"Instead of cheering, could you please just explain..."
In the end, I never received a proper explanation.
The Doctor simply said, "Come back if you need anything!" and ushered me out of the lab.
After the meeting, I headed back to the Birth Rate Management Bureau office.
Since I hadn't been hired long, I barely had any personal items there, and my desk was spotless.
It was so clean that it practically screamed newbie. I really needed to bring something to put on it.
The problem was that someone had already claimed my pristine desk first.
A woman was sitting in front of it. Black hair, neat suit, and quite beautiful features. I recognized her immediately.
Hari.
A 2nd Class Civil Servant assigned to the Birth Rate Management Bureau.
Although my rank as a 1st Class Civil Servant was technically higher, she was a veteran who'd been working in the field for years.
From the rumors I'd overheard, despite her stunning appearance she had an extremely rigid personality, and word was she had never dated anyone.
"Hello," I greeted lightly.
Hari lifted her gaze from her documents and stared straight at me.
"Enforcer Hanul."
"Yes, hello."
"Hello."
That was the extent of the greeting. She immediately slid a document toward me.
"Even though this is a newly established department, you seem remarkably relaxed."
"...Pardon?"
"It appears you don't fully understand the reason an Enforcer was assigned here. Since we don't have time to waste, I'll begin explaining your duties immediately."
"Wait a moment."
"First, looking at the current situation——"
That was the exact moment I realized something.
The rumors hadn't been exaggerated in the slightest.
And that my life as a civil servant was going to become far, far busier than I'd anticipated.
The sweet night I'd had yesterday suddenly felt very far away.
*****
While listening to Hari's scolding, I came to one clear realization.
Civil servants really did need to be out in the field.
If you sat in the office, all you got was nagging. You had to escape.
On the other hand, once you went outside, you only had to do your actual job.
Of course I still had work to do... but since the work itself was enjoyable, that was fine!
I turned on my terminal and began searching for today's target.
The Enforcer's authority was stronger than I'd expected.
Within the scope of work requirements, I could access a considerable level of information. Thanks to that, I was able to look up data on numerous potential targets.
"Is this what all 1st Class Civil Servants get...?"
It was genuinely surprising.
Not only people whose names I knew, but faces I actually recognized kept appearing.
Celebrities, people I'd seen during my school days.
Then one very familiar name caught my eye.
"Seo-yul?"
I unconsciously zoomed in on the screen.
The person in the photo had become far more mature than I remembered, but it was definitely her.
She'd been somewhat famous in school for occasionally tormenting other students, but she was even more famous for being beautiful.
Because of that, she'd been the object of many boys' crushes. Everywhere she walked down the hallway, eyes followed her.
And well... I had been no exception.
Of course, not all my memories were good ones.
It hadn't been outright bullying, but looking back now, she'd treated me almost like a toy.
She'd make me run errands or tease me over trivial things.
Still, I didn't hold any real resentment.
I'd always been the type to live simply, and even now, it felt less like harassment and more like...
the kind of playful teasing you could only do with someone you were close to?
The question was whether she felt the same way...
"Oh."
Plus, her current location wasn't far.
It was relatively close to the World Government headquarters.
I thought for a moment, then pressed the selection button.
System messages immediately popped up, followed by real-time location data.
"This is seriously convenient."
So this was the power of a 1st Class Civil Servant.
*****
When I arrived at the destination, Seo-yul was standing in front of the building talking with someone.
People who looked like photography staff were packing up equipment, and she was exchanging brief goodbyes.
It seemed she worked as a model. From the looks of it, the shoot had just ended.
I adjusted my cap and mask to hide my identity.
There was no need to reveal my face right away.
Soon the staff left, and I naturally approached her.
"Excuse me."
Seo-yul turned her head.
"Yes?"
"I am an Enforcer, a 1st Class Civil Servant from the Birth Rate Management Bureau."
Her expression instantly changed to one of panic.
The combination of high-ranking civil servant and Enforcer carried more weight than I'd expected.
She'd been told someone was coming, but she clearly hadn't expected it to be this soon.
"Ah."
Her face flushed bright red like a ripe tomato as she fidgeted, but she eventually nodded.
"Talking here is a bit awkward."
She glanced around before speaking again.
"Would you like to come to my place?"
*****
Her home was cleaner than I'd expected.
She seemed to work as a model, but she clearly managed living alone just fine.
The moment the front door closed, I strode over and claimed the sofa, then tossed my cap and mask aside.
"It's been a while."
Seo-yul blinked.
"......"
"Why are you making that face?"
"Hanul?"
After freezing for several seconds, her expression shifted to pure disbelief.
"The real Hanul?"
"Of course. Is there a fake one?"
That was when I began my long-awaited revenge.
It wasn't anything dramatic. I simply teased her the way I used to.
"Nice place."
"Don't touch that."
"What's this?"
"Don't touch it."
"Oh."
"Hey!"
I examined the decorations on the shelf, looked at the photo frames, sat on the sofa and stood up again.
Seo-yul followed me around with an increasingly sensitive expression.
It had been the opposite back in school, so this was surprisingly fun.
"You... why are you..."
"I finally passed the civil service exam. After I passed, I even received a scouting offer and rose to this position."
Of course, all of that had only happened two days ago.
Eventually Seo-yul gave up and flopped onto the bed.
"Ugh...! Just do whatever you want."
"Really?"
"No..."
I chuckled, but my gaze suddenly stopped on her defenseless skirt, and the words slipped out before I could stop them.
"Oh, you're still wearing these."
In a flash, Seo-yul shot upright.
"What?"
"No, I mean... those panties."
"Wait."
Her face turned crimson in an instant.
"How do you... how do you know that?"
"Ah."
I realized I'd made a verbal slip.
But it was already too late.
Seo-yul had jumped off the bed and was glaring at me.
"Explain."
"Calm down and listen."
"Explain it."
"Well, I've seen them a few times back in the day..."
Silence.
A long, heavy silence fell, and Seo-yul's face grew even redder.
"You saw what?"
"Hey, you were way too defenseless."
"Hey."
"Yeah."
"You wanna die?"
Her arm flew at me.
I reflexively dodged.
And in that moment, memories from our school days resurfaced with strange clarity.
We hadn't seen each other in years, yet somehow it didn't feel that way at all.
"Ugh...! Why are you dodging!"
As she swung her arms and advanced, a wall suddenly appeared behind me.
The moment she lost her balance, we ended up in what looked like an embrace.
*****
"...Are you really going to do it?"
"Yeah. If I don't, I'll get fired."
"...Guess it can't be helped. Fine, just get it over with quickly..."
And so, I had finally finished preparing to engage in one-hundred-percent-pregnancy-rate friendship sex with the girl I'd crushed on all through high school......