Chapter 3: The Teacher Who Goes to the Bathroom with Me
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 3: The Teacher Who Goes to the Bathroom with Me
It seemed that people were the same wherever they lived. Though, I suppose it would be stranger for a young child to be aware of things like social discrimination or systemic issues.
For someone like me, whose life revolved entirely around the cycle of 'Academy-Home-Academy-Home,' society was a completely separate story.
Occasionally, when I tried to change the channel to watch the news, my older sister would lock me in her lap and force me to watch shows where strange animal friends danced and sang. Because of that, gathering information about this world wasn't easy.
"Now, now, Yong-hwan! It's time for a bath with Mommy~!"
My mother, a busty Elf who looked to be in her early twenties, would pull me into the bathroom every day. While it was nice, it was also incredibly embarrassing, leaving me with no room to think about anything else.
"A boy has to keep his wiener clean."
"I-I'll wash it myself, Mama..."
"Mommy will do it for you. Stay still, okay? You're a boy, so you have to get used to this, right?"
She would meticulously wash the thing that was already trying to act like a man's despite belonging to a child. Every time she did, I felt like I would die of embarrassment.
"Oh my, it's gotten quite big, hasn't it~?"
"Ugh... S-Stop..."
"No can do~! There, the soaping is done. Now, let's rinse it off~!"
I didn't know what kind of world this was, but adapting was proving to be extremely difficult. The first time I got an erection, I nearly died of shame.
There was a bit of an issue back then because I ended up wailing when my mother pulled back the foreskin to clean it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Wow, Yong-hwan's pecker is huge~!"
My older sister, Iris Cal Degrain, who was already in the tub, giggled as she stared at my lower half, which was stiff despite my wishes.
"Iris, that's not nice. It's only natural for a man. Though... it is... quite large."
"I know, Mom. Men are just idiots who only know how to get hard."
My mother frowned deeply at my sister's words, which she had clearly picked up at school.
"You, where did you learn such nasty things..."
"I hate you, Sis. I'm going to choose the opposite nationality from you."
"Ack?! N-No! Our Yong-hwan should choose Mom's nationality, just like his big sister~!"
In a world where men were extremely scarce, nations granted two nationalities to children conceived through artificial insemination. One from the mother who raised the fetus, and the other from the sperm donor—the biological father.
Because of that, naming conventions were quite free-spirited.
I heard from a conversation between my mother and my teacher that my name was originally supposed to follow my maternal grandmother's wishes. However, the state had practically begged them to use a standardized name for a male child, which is how I ended up with this one.
"Our Yong-hwan is going to grow up to be a fine man, won't he?"
It was nice being held and coddled even inside the bathtub, but I really wished she wouldn't poke at my embarrassingly upright member while saying such things.
If she had the appearance of an average human woman with no sex appeal, it might have been different. But she was an Elf. No, even compared to other women, her beauty was so overwhelming it felt like she could devour anyone. For someone like me, whose mental age was already that of an adult with change to spare, this situation was mortifying.
But if I showed my embarrassment here, I'd lose.
"When I grow up, I'm going to marry Mommy~!"
"Yes, yes. Let's have our Yong-hwan marry Mommy, then~?"
"No way! He said he'd marry me!"
"Yeah, I'll marry Iris too!"
"Yay~!"
Seeing Iris so happy, my mother covered her mouth and let out a small laugh. She seemed to enjoy the innocent chatter of her young son and daughter.
***
While I was growing up well and receiving plenty of love at home, the academy was a different story.
"Ah, Yong-hwan is going to the teacher again!"
"He's the teacher's son~! He's her son~!"
The children's persistent teasing continued. I knew they were just trying to get my attention, but if I weren't mentally mature, I would have burst into tears and run away to a place with only boys long ago.
"Te-Teacher..."
"Oh, our Yong-hwan... Goodness, are you okay?"
Fortunately, the teacher took good care of me, likely because I was the only male preschooler. If she hadn't, my battle instincts would have flared up, and I would have ended up in a duel with those girls more than once.
"Yeah, I'm okay, Mommy."
"T-Teacher isn't Mommy... though I'd like to be one..."
Was she already feeling the pressure to get married? I enjoyed the maternal affection, nuzzling my face into the teacher's chest as she hugged me. If I had known the teaching profession was so full of motherly love, why did I refuse when someone offered to set me up with a teacher in my past life?
"Yeah, yeah, Mommy~!"
"Teacher isn't Mommy!"
As she spoke firmly, I felt my mental stamina—which had been drained by the little girls—slowly recharging.
Even when I gave her breast a slight squeeze, she didn't say anything. To me, having decided to live a new life, she was the teacher who awakened my inner 'bad boy.'
"Our Yong-hwan seems to have grown a bit taller, hasn't he?"
"Really~? Truly!?"
"Yes, yes. I hugged you like I always do, but it's not as easy. I'll have to change my posture a bit."
I stayed still, clinging to the teacher as she gripped my buttocks to adjust her hold. I had the fleeting suspicion that she was squeezing my butt multiple times, but there was no way our Fluffy Teacher would do such a thing.
"Teacher."
"Yes?! O-Oh, no... T-This was just to fix my posture..."
"Huh? No, it's not that. Can I touch your horns?"
"My... horns?"
I looked at her with teary eyes as she asked back in confusion.
"Can I hold Teacher's horns?"
"W-Well... I-I don't mind, but..."
Permission granted. I reached out and grabbed her horns. They felt solid, like a mountain goat's; it felt like I could just hang from them.
"I-It's dangerous!"
Was she warning me because I tried to climb up by holding the horns? She held my buttocks firmly to support me, so there wasn't much danger.
"Teacher's horns are so hard and cool!"
"R-Really? My horns are cool... O-Oh, no... Ahem! Now, you've touched them, so you should come down, right?"
Did she have sensation in her horns? Or was it just hard having her head pulled? I carefully let go of the horns as Fluffy Teacher moved her hands up and down, as if lifting and setting down my bottom.
"Can I touch Teacher's horns again?"
"Yong-hwan, it's very rude to touch someone's horns. Some people hate it, so you shouldn't ask for that so easily."
"Okay..."
Of course. But I suppressed the urge to say, 'I only asked because I thought it would be okay since I have the absolute shield of being a child. Can't you just keep letting me do it in the future?'
"But Teacher's horns are re~ally cool!"
"Hehe... I-Is that so?"
Was she the type who was weak to compliments?
"I like Teacher's breasts because they're re~ally big too! And your face is pretty! You're so fluffy that I want to marry you~!"
"T-Teacher also..."
She seemed to have something she wanted to say, but she held it back. Was she embarrassed? Whether it was a Gender-Reversed World or a Chastity Reversal World, people were the same everywhere. To think a teacher would get this flustered over a child's compliment.
***
'Is he flirting with me?'
Lee Ji-yeon had an impossible thought as she looked at the young boy, whose eyes only met hers when she crouched down. But he said he wanted to marry her. He said he liked her. So, there was definitely mutual consent.
'My mother would definitely cry tears of joy if I brought home a son-in-law I just had to raise well for a few years. If I just get permission from Yong-hwan's mother, it's basically a common-law marriage!'
Unlike those cringing, selfish male pigs, Lee Ji-yeon imagined a sturdy young man—one she had raised herself—standing beside her as they raised a house full of children.
Six children. All sons. They'd have fantastic looks, just like their father. Just imagining it filled her with a month's worth of happiness.
No, he was still young. If she fed him plenty of good food, educated him properly so he grew up well, and turned him into a perfect, cool man—unlike those selfish male pigs she'd seen in the Early Childhood Education department who only knew how to take what others gave them—surely his mother would accept her!
Besides, beastkin had long lifespans. An age gap of about twenty years was perfectly fine as long as there was love. No, it was a fine age gap even without love.
In a world where there were plenty of old maids having their first child at two hundred, wasn't she basically a newborn herself? And her counterpart wasn't a newborn, but a child. If anything, it was better this way.
"Teache..."
"Yes? Yes? What is it, Yong-hwan?"
Lee Ji-yeon, who had been having the happiest moment of her life while letting her imagination run wild, tried her best not to smile as she saw the boy looking embarrassed while clutching his pants.
"Can I... go to the bathroom?"
"Sure, let's go together. Teacher will help you pee~?"
"I-I can do it by myself."
Lee Ji-yeon shook her head as if that were out of the question.
"It might get on your underwear. Teacher has to wipe you clean with tissue. Let's go to the bathroom, okay?"
"Ugh... Okay..."
When else would he ever enjoy such a luxury? She didn't have any bad intentions. She didn't have 'those' thoughts... yet.
But considering this unbelievable size, the next time she'd get to see it after he graduated from here would surely be after they were married.
Until then, Lee Ji-yeon watched the young boy with sticky eyes, determined to enjoy everything she possibly could.