The Infirmary Probe and the Filmed Home Visit
President: Geum Taeyang3
Though she couldn't find her partner Casts, Gain figured the mascot was probably doing just fine somewhere.
Casts was a mascot from the Magic World. With her free-flying abilities and knack for detecting Shadow World monsters, it was hard to imagine her running into any real trouble.
Gain suspected Casts was just slacking off somewhere over some trivial matter.
So she decided to investigate Nurse Yang on her own. If the nurse really was some being from the Shadow World, it could be dangerous—but Gain had her Muse Watch. Worst case, she could transform into a magical girl and bolt.
When lunchtime rolled around, Gain skipped the cafeteria and headed down to the infirmary instead. The infirmary stayed open even during lunch; sick students didn't keep a schedule.
That said, Nurse Yang was usually out. Upperclassmen from the health committee took turns minding the place.
As expected, a bespectacled girl was holding down the fort in the nurse's absence. Gain didn't know her name, but she was relieved to see no other students around. She slipped inside casually.
The girl looked up from her book, her gaze shifting to Gain. Her name tag marked her as a third-year. In a soft voice that evoked delicate flowers, she addressed Gain.
"What hurts, sweetie?"
Her compassionate tone, perfect for the health committee, melted Gain's resolve. She even felt a pang of guilt about faking it.
But hunting Shadow World monsters trumped minor moral qualms. Gain put on a moderate act, just as she'd planned.
"My head's kinda dizzy."
"Anemic? On your period maybe?"
"Oh, no."
"Nurse Yang's out grabbing lunch. Want to lie down and wait?"
"Yeah, thanks."
Gain headed to one of the curtained beds. There were four in total, and she picked the one farthest inside.
She drew the curtain, lay down, and felt an oddly novel sensation. She'd been to the infirmary before, but never actually lain in one of these beds.
Last time I was here was elementary school, right?
"What class are you in?"
The upperclassman's voice came from beyond the curtain.
Perfect opening. She might know all sorts of details about Nurse Yang. Of course, Gain couldn't picture this girl, who was only a couple years older, as a Shadow World monster.
"First-year Wisdom Class. You're third-year, right?"
"Yep. Third-year Passion Class."
They chatted idly. The upperclassman's name was Na Jiyeon—a totally ordinary middle school girl. She was studying hard for the entrance exam to Jinglebell High School.
Jinglebell City wasn't equalized, so top schools like Jinglebell High demanded stellar grades. It was the best high school in the city, and Gain had her sights set on it too.
"Um, what's Nurse Yang like?"
After some small talk, Gain eased into her real question. It wasn't awkward phrasing or anything. Jiyeon answered honestly.
"She's wonderful. Kind, warm, super skilled. One check-up from her, and headaches or dizziness vanish like poof."
Jiyeon gushed like she was praising a cult leader. Gain mentally noted it down.
"Any quirks?"
"Quirks?"
Too direct. Gain regretted the phrasing—it sounded suspicious.
"You know, like how the math teacher's a total tiger, or the PE teacher looks scary but is actually sweet... That kinda thing."
"Oh, gotcha. Hmm... Nurse Yang? Angelic, maybe? We don't see her tons, so it's hard to say. Oh! Kinda weird, but she always steps out at the same time."
A potential lead straight from Jiyeon's mouth. Gain pressed.
"What time?"
"Around second and third period? Our class had a kid who needed the infirmary, but she was gone. Other health committee folks say it's always like that then. I asked her once, and she brushed it off as personal business."
Definitely shady. Gain filed it away.
Drag!
"Jiyeon's on duty today, huh."
A voice twice as warm and gentle as Jiyeon's filled the infirmary softly. Gain heard Jiyeon shove her chair back and stand. She peeked through the curtain.
"Yeah. Good lunch?"
"As always. Any patients?"
"One first-year Wisdom Class girl, Yang Gain. Dizzy spell."
Nurse Han Dambi's eyes widened at Jiyeon's words. Gain caught the reaction—it was like reuniting with a kindergarten friend in middle school.
Gain had never really met Nurse Yang. Okay, she'd glimpsed her on stage at the entrance ceremony, but they were strangers. So why that reaction? Something was up.
"Dizzy?"
Han Dambi approached Gain's bed. Gain flopped back down quick. The nurse didn't draw the curtain, just spoke from outside.
"Period today by chance?"
"N-no."
Same question as before, same answer.
"Mind if I see your face?"
Han Dambi's politeness was unreal—Gain had never seen anything like it from an adult.
"Sure."
"Drawing the curtain."
The curtain slid open. A small face popped through the gap.
Her calm orange-dyed short bob hung to her nape, round glasses perched on her nose. Big eyes and a perky nose radiated mature poise yet childlike warmth and kindness. Just looking eased the soul—a truly gentle face.
"What's wrong?"
Han Dambi laid a hand on Gain's forehead. It was incredibly warm and soft. Gain recalled her mom wiping her brow with a cool cloth during a fever. Lulled by the comfort, she closed her eyes.
"Hee hee."
Han Dambi chuckled softly at the sight.
"Teacher, I'll head back then."
Jiyeon's voice from behind.
"Thanks for today."
After sending Jiyeon off, Han Dambi whispered in Gain's ear.
"No cure for faking it—what to do?"
Gain froze rigid at the words. Any adult would've spotted the telltale reaction. No good at lying, she forced casual calm.
"N-not faking..."
"No lectures. Faking's a sickness too. Rest easy."
Han Dambi stood and left. Gain pulled the blanket over her head. No way did that nurse seem like a Shadow World monster.
In the end, the probe yielded zilch. But you couldn't fill up on the first bite. Casts's reaction confirmed a Shadow World monster lurked at Jinglebell Middle School. Her job was to find it.
But Casts still hasn't come back. Did something big happen?
Not returning after all this screamed trouble. Yet Gain couldn't find her before dismissal. She headed home.
Gain's place was a detached house, a 20-minute walk from school—perfect commuting distance.
Mom was a housewife; Dad researched at Fine, the top IT firm in Jinglebell City. Thanks to his high income, Gain's childhood lacked for nothing.
"I'm home."
She opened the door. Mom's voice drifted from the kitchen, as usual.
"Haaah! W-welcome home!?"
Off somehow. Gain tilted her head and went to check.
"Oh, Gain. Just in?"
Scrape! Scrape! Scrape! Scrape!
Gain spotted an unexpected figure in the kitchen: Jinglebell Middle School's PE teacher, Geum Taeyang. He was balls-deep in her mom, who wielded a ladle tasting soup.
"Haaang~! Haaang~! Haaaah! So much bigger than Dad's~♬"
"Was doing a home visit. Gain's beauty must come from Mom. And damn, that pussy's tight and prime. Can't wait for Gain's future."
"Ah... Really?"
Home visit.
Come to think of it, that time of year.
"Inspecting parents' pussies is standard for home visits. That's why I'm fucking Mom right now. Oh, right—this needs submitting to school, so Gain, film it?"
Gain sensed something wrong but couldn't pinpoint the logic flaw. It all sounded perfectly reasonable. Still, an inexplicable unease bubbled up.
Something's off...
Following orders, Gain pulled out her smartphone and recorded Taeyang railing her mom. The initial weirdness melted into a itchy tingle between her legs.
Mom's face on camera beamed happier than Gain's carnation on Parent's Day.
I want... Teacher's cock inside me too.
Gain filmed on, lost in the thought.