Chapter 127
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: Pink & Pink (3)
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“...M-Milk... cow?”
The school nurse recoiled with a look of utter shock on her face.
“...A milk cow...”
She hung her head low, trembling violently for a good long while. Something about her seemed dangerously unhinged.
“...Teacher?”
“Ughhh! I can't take it anymore! Who's a milk cow?! I'm not a milk cow!!!”
Her face flushed beet red as Iris charged at me in one swift motion, grabbing my collar and shaking me furiously.
“You ignore me all vacation long! Then the first thing you say when we reunite is 'milk cow'? Did you just call me a milk cow?! Is that any way to talk to me?! If you're even a little human, you'd at least say sorry! Or if nothing else, that you missed me!”
“...Sorry. I missed you.”
I quickly shifted gears and apologized.
There was no excuse for this one. It was entirely my fault.
“Whatever! Even the same words can make a girl desperately want to hear them one moment and fly into a rage the next!”
“...And right now?”
“Figure it out! I'm mad!”
Iris bit her lip hard and whipped her head away.
I'd never seen the school nurse this furious before.
I bowed my head once more in apology.
“...Sorry. It was a slip-up.”
“I said whatever! I don't care anymore!”
I chased after the fuming school nurse as she stormed back toward the infirmary office and pulled her into a tight embrace from behind.
“Don't be mad. You look prettiest when you smile, Teacher.”
“...Too late! L-Let go! I don't want to talk to you right now, Eugene!”
She struggled, but for someone resisting in earnest, there was no real strength behind it.
*Smack—*
I held the school nurse even tighter and planted a kiss on the nape of her neck.
“Eek...! W-What are you doing right now?!”
“Kissing your nape, Teacher?”
“T-That's not what I meant! Why kiss someone when she's mad...!”
*Smack—*
Another kiss drew a lewd moan from the school nurse.
“Ahng...”
“...You seem extra sensitive today, Teacher.”
“Haa... J-Just a bit ago... I was... milking... No! Eugene! L-Listen to me! I don't want this right now... Kyaa!”
*Squish—*
One arm wrapped around her waist while my other hand lifted one of her massive breasts.
“...Your milk production's gone up too, huh.”
Sure enough, just a kiss on her nape had her nipples already starting to leak.
“...R-Right now... where are you... touching... Ahng...! Y-You're not listening at all... And this is all your fault anyway!”
“My fault?”
I felt wronged.
The slip-up was on me, sure, but I hadn't done a thing about her milk issue.
'...She was just born this lewd.'
I wanted to lay out the facts, but as her gentle guy, I swallowed it down.
“...Haang... Y-Yeah! Ever since I started milking... haa... ah... it's been increasing nonstop! Ahng... haa... Back then... I'd only need to do it two or three times a week... Ah...! B-But now... three times a day... ah...! Isn't that right...”
...Maybe it was my fault after all.
Still, without even being pregnant, needing to milk herself three times a day...
'...Did one of her ancestors mix with a dairy cowkin race?'
It started as a joke, but now I was seriously considering it.
“...Haaah... W-What... are we gonna... do about this...”
“But you saved a kid with this milk, didn't you? Be proud.”
“...Ahng... True... ha... but... ahng...!”
I gently circled her areola, and she arched her neck back with a light shudder running through her body.
“...Haa... Eugene... how long are you gonna... ah... keep groping... Your clothes... are getting... soaked...”
Her trembling whisper carried eyes brimming with lust.
I smiled softly and asked back.
“Your top? Or your bottom?”
“Ahng...! I... don't know... hauk... I-I'm turning into... this kind of body... How am I supposed to get married...”
“Come to me, then.”
“...Eh...? H-Hweh?!”
In that instant, she broke free from my arms and dashed to the window.
“...D-Did you just tell me to marry you, Eugene?”
“I don't get why you're so shocked.”
“H-How could I not be?! Of course! Th-This is... a p-proposal...!!”
“That hurts my feelings. So, were you planning to marry someone else?”
“...N-No, but... it's still too sudden... No... I don't mean I hate it at all...”
Iris's eyes spun in circles.
“...Still, I'm... older... and our statuses are worlds apart... You're a Calliope heir...”
“Age doesn't bother me. Status... well, wife might be a stretch, but a concubine should be fine, right?”
“...C-Concubine...? You just proposed I be your concubine...?! Ugh... B-But... if it's you, Eugene... c-concubine... isn't so bad... N-No...! I don't mean right now... we need... more steps...”
Iris, rambling on fervently, suddenly drooped and asked in a deflated voice.
“...E-Eugene?”
“Yes, Teacher.”
“...Have you been with any other women so far?”
“...”
I answered with silence.
Saying "women" plural might hit her too hard.
“...I-I knew it... I figured... You're so popular, Eugene... Meanwhile, I'm an old spinster who's never even had a relationship by this age... Hahaha...”
Her dry laugh felt like it flipped some switch.
'No need to put herself down like that...'
Truth was, she'd traveled everywhere building experience as a healer. Otherwise, with her looks and personality, she'd have married ages ago.
'Worked out great for me, though.'
To change the subject, I glanced at the piles of bread filling the infirmary.
“Speaking of, you've gotten into baking lately? You bought a ton.”
Her face flushed red again.
“...I didn't buy them. I made them myself...”
“Really? Didn't know you were into baking, Teacher.”
“It's not just interest... I had to learn...”
“Why'd you have to?”
“...W-Well...”
As I pressed, her face not only reddened but tears welled up in her eyes.
...She really was fun to tease.
Iris practically fed me lines without even needing Prince on the Bed.
“...My milk comes out so much... The storage you gave me filled up ages ago... Can't share it with just anyone... Throwing it out feels wasteful... R-Right! It's all bread made with my milk! And there's still so much left, I've been making cheese and butter too! Basically learning everything milk-based!”
A little prodding and she spilled it all.
I beamed at the school nurse.
“Knew it.”
“Hwaaaang... I hate you, Eugene... You just keep teasing me... D-Do you know how tough it's been lately...”
I wiped the smile from my face and asked.
“...Why? What's wrong?”
I didn't care who it was. They were done for.
Only I got to make life hard for the school nurse at Carnea.
“Who's been giving you a hard time, Teacher?”
“...D-Don't make such a scary face all of a sudden.”
“It's fine. Just tell me.”
“...It's not anyone specific... Ahng...!”
I gripped Iris's shoulders.
“Teacher... you trust me, right?”
“...Y-Yes...”
“Then trust me and tell me.”
“...Ah... F-Fine. Don't laugh and hear me out...?”
I nodded.
Silly worry. Why would I laugh if she was suffering?
“...I think there's an evil spirit in Carnea's basement.”
“...”
I had to hold it in.
Laugh now and she might really get mad.
“...Pfft.”
But it was impossible.
I tried not to laugh, but it burst out.
“Hahaha!”
The school nurse, still believing in ghosts at her age, just seemed adorably cute.
“Y-You said you wouldn't laugh! Why?! Why laugh! This is your fault too, Eugene!”
“Me? When?”
I had no memory of it.
She gaped at me.
“How could you forget?! Back when the infirmary was full of candles, you said it was an item to summon the basement's evil spirit!”
“Ah...”
I'd totally forgotten that offhand comment to brush it off.
“...That's mean. Lately... I really feel this ominous vibe from the basement... And you're mocking me...”
Seeing her dejected expression, I felt like I'd teased her too much today.
“Wasn't mocking you. You were just too cute. Alright, as an apology, I'll go exorcise that spirit for you.”
In Academy's Tamer, I'd never once encountered anything in the basement, so probably nothing there...
But to cheer her up, I'd play along.
“W-Wait a sec!”
As I turned to leave the infirmary, Iris grabbed my wrist, biting her lower lip.
“Don't go... I'm not letting you off easy today.”
“...I'll be right back.”
“Put your hand on your heart and think, Eugene. When have you ever kept that promise? If you're going... make it clear with me first.”
“Fair point... Got it.”
I started stripping on the spot, and she covered her face with her hands.
“Kyaa! E-Eugene, w-what are you doing?!”
Screaming, yet peeking through her fingers.
“...Weren't we gonna get naughty?”
“N-No...! Well, not no, but...!”
“Then no problem. Your turn to strip, Teacher.”
As I approached to undress her, she backed away yelling.
“Wait! N-Not here...! Someone's bound to interrupt again.”
She said it with dead seriousness.
I chuckled.
“No way. Might be during term time, but it's vacation now. Who's gonna barge in?”
“Still no! Every time we're about to do something, disaster strikes!”
“...”
I was baffled by her faith in such nonsense when—
*Knock knock—*
“Anyone in?”
Someone knocked on the infirmary door.
“See...?”
The school nurse sighed heavily.
“...”
I was stunned too.
Vacation should've meant no interruptions.
It was like the world's will was blocking me from hooking up with her.
“...Eugene, hide behind the bed curtain for now.”
I did as told, and she opened the door.
“Ah, sorry to bother you when you're busy.”
“No worries. Where are you hurt?”
“Not injured. You haven't submitted your vacation duty special pay form.”
“Ah...! I-I didn't know that needed separate filing?”
“Lots of folks forget. I brought the form.”
Then came the sounds of scribbling as she filled it out for a while.
“Yes, thank you. Looks good.”
After the staffer left, Iris parted the curtain and let out a long sigh.
“Told you...”
I nodded.
Shockingly, her prediction was spot on.
With her personality, getting walked in on during the act would've mortified her for weeks.
“...So, what now?”
After a deep breath, Iris took my hand.
“F-First... let's go to my room.”