Touch Me (1)

(preamble)

Makoto Kawasaki, a man who is afraid to even hold a girl’s hand. Occupation, loser. Spends most of the day in his apartment, and his only friend is the TV. A 100% degenerate.

Having said that, it was not caused by his inability to find a job. Anyways, the man had graduated with first class honors from a well-known medical school less than a year ago. Rightfully so, he had also successfully passed the national exams to qualify as a physician, so he was more than free to work at any hospital he liked.

But… there was only one thing that prevented this outstanding man from going to work, and that was “catatonia”.

He could hardly talk to women naturally. To be clear, he had a congenital immune deficiency to women. For example, when he wanted to talk to a girl… the blood in a real person’s body rushes involuntarily to his brain!

Then the heartbeat accelerates, and then consciousness will gradually haze .

In this way, it is impossible to talk to people properly. What’s more, doctors have to palpate patients, and it’s not uncommon for them to touch patients’ skin or hands. But when I was an intern, I was so excited that I got a nosebleed just from using a stethoscope on a topless female patient.

With this kind of problem, it is impossible to see a female patient for the first time. It was because of this that Makoto, who was self-aware, had been afraid to work at a hospital after graduation. He was just wandering around every day with nothing to do.

One day, a big change in his life’s destiny came quietly. It all started with a letter sent by registered mail…

“Limited time registration!”

“Hard work!”

After sending the mailman away, the real person closed the door. After identifying the sender of the letter, a joyful smile appeared on Real Life’s face.

“It’s from Dad. It must be this month’s living expenses… hehehehehehehe… thanks!”

However, the real person’s expression suddenly Luang got a little surprised. Envelope contained is not cash registered, according to the living expenses will be sent together with the right ah!

“¡Ó Huh? What could be inside that?” Makoto tilted his head sideways and hastily opened the envelope.

It contained a note pad and a small envelope with ‘Mr. Principal’ written on the front.

“What the hell? If you have something to tell me, why don’t you just call me and be done with it?” The real person, who was full of doubts, began to read the letter.

Next──Real people had to wonder if what their eyes were seeing was real or not.

‘My dear, foolish son.

It’s been almost a year since you graduated from college. How long are you going to hang around? You’re so old and you’re still relying on your parents to support you, so give me a little bit of that too!

This is your last chance. Take this letter of introduction and become a school nurse at a girls’ high school! At least you’ll get some experience.

The word ‘father’

“Girls’ high school?” Makoto’s voice was loud and clear: “Why, why, why, why did you pick an all-girls’ high school? There’s a limit to what you can joke about!”

Of course, the real man knew in his heart what his father’s intentions were, and once he got used to living surrounded by women, his hyperventilation might be cured without a cure.

“Even so, wouldn’t it be nice to find a co-ed school? Asking me to go to an all-girls high school is too much of a stretch!” Makoto scolded her father for a while.

Suddenly he saw another line at the bottom of the note.

“Huh? What else hasn’t been explained? …” the real person frowned and continued reading.

The result was… “No, no, no? I…”

Makoto’s wail was no less than a moment ago. With trembling hands, he unconsciously squeezed off the note pad.

”PS. One month trial period. If you’re not accepted, you’ll be cut off from your father-son relationship immediately!”

The man who couldn’t even hold a girl’s hand, Kawasaki Makoto. And so began the month that would change his life…

(Chapter 1) Going to work

To the average guy, it’s like heaven on earth Girls’ High School. However, this sweet moniker is like hell on earth for real people.

“… Finally…” whispered the real person as he stood at the entrance of the school.

Nothing in the world could have depressed him more. He raised his head and asked the sky without words. The cold, pale blue winter sky was clear, a stark contrast to the real man’s troubles.

“I thought that until I die, I would have nothing to do with this kind of place…” muttered the real person, facing forward.

A huge steel and concrete building comes into view, a dull-looking four-story schoolhouse. Girls’ high school students fishtailed through the school gates.

“Morning! So rare, yo! I can’t believe I’m not late today!”

“Accidentally got up too early!”

“Hey hey, do you want to go shopping together after school?”

“Sorry, I have to go to a meeting after class today!”

“Lend me your notes on Japanese history. I didn’t prepare for any of the exams.”

“Then you’re going to help me with my English pre-test guesses, too!”

Groups of young girls in sailor uniforms walked into the building, talking and laughing. Looking at them, for some reason, the real person became melancholy once again.

“Damn it, Dad… that bloodless guy… after all this time, he only sees high school girls.”

Nonsense. This is an all-girls high school! Of course, the real person knew it in her heart, but she just didn’t want to admit it.

“I didn’t want to become like this, I don’t like men either… Dad knew it and still forced me so unreasonably… I… really… and girls…” Magnificence read with his head bowed down in tongyong pinyin.

The real person who was overwhelmed by anger gradually lost his mind, and in the end, unable to control it, the real person impulsively shouted out: “That idiot!”

Suddenly–

“┅What did you say?” A student who was walking through the school gates looked at him with a frightening expression.

Probably misunderstanding the words he just cursed, she approached the real person and nonchalantly questioned him, “Hey, Ogisan! Who are you calling an idiot!”

“Wh, what?” This unexpected development left Real trying desperately to explain.

“No, no, that’s…” his tongue became unruly all of a sudden and his voice betrayed him at this critical juncture.

“This… this… how can I put it… that…”

“Come on answer! What do you mean?”

“That, father… now…”

“Dad? You’re a dad now?”

“Me, me? But I’m only in my twenties…”

“What? Speak up… Please, why are you blushing like a monkey’s ass?” Unable to understand what the real person was actually saying, the young girl glared at him fiercely.

Makoto’s face blushed even more: “Ah, no, I’m not… blushing… yes…”

Makoto was already incoherent, and coupled with the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat and the gradual dizziness of his head, he was no longer able to converse with people properly.

“That’s strange, is it possible to be mentally ill?”

“No, no, no…”

(No, don’t… don’t look at me like that again…)

In front of the young girl who was full of doubts, it looked like he was about to suffocate. Just then… “Good morning… what is it?” She was greeted by another student, as if she was a classmate of the girl who had chided the real person.

“This Ogisan, it’s suspicious!”

“Never mind that, if we don’t hurry up, we’ll be late for morning training!”

After being reminded by her friend, the young girl hurried into the campus as if nothing had happened, leaving only the blushing real person behind.

Makoto subconsciously touched the left side of his chest, his heart still plopping: “Ah… plopping, talking to me all of a sudden, it really startled me!” He looked blankly at the sky and sighed.

“But… what a girl high school student, so cute!”

…although he’s not good with women, that doesn’t mean he hates them.

“What… what can I do? I’m going to be surrounded by girls every day for the rest of my life, and just one little girl has left me at a loss for words, so what can I do in the future?”

Saving for a rainy day… The real person felt helpless about this upcoming life and couldn’t help but sigh again. And then, he faced the school gates once again.

“I’m sorry…”

“Whoa?” The sudden appearance of a woman’s voice startled the real person again.

A female stood in front of him at some point, and that female was not a high school girl. She was wearing a simple and clean suit, and her expression looked surprised when she saw Makoto. With her smooth expression and long, slightly curly hair, for a moment, Makoto looked mesmerized without realizing it.

(So, so beautiful… Is she a teacher here?)

“What can I do for you?”

When confronted by the woman’s questioning, the real person became incoherent: “I… I… that…”

“This place is off limits to outsiders, and you being here will upset the students, so please leave quickly.”

The female said politely to the real person, not a hint of anger or alarm visible on her face.

“Ah… but… but I…” The real person hurriedly tried to explain what he had come for, but he just couldn’t get it out smoothly.

Because of this, the woman recognized the real person as suspicious, so she changed her tone and warned him, “The police patrol here regularly, and I don’t want to embarrass you…”

“Wait… wait… wait!” Makoto finally managed to interrupt, “I’m here on a matter of business…”

The woman was surprised and continued to ask him, “What’s the matter? What is it?”

Looking at that beautiful face, the real person’s blood rushed straight upwards once again.

(No, no, no… calm down… it’s not like I have anything to hide… just hold up your chest and explain why I’m here)

He struggled to breathe: “I… I’m going to be working here from today, I’m the school nurse here, my name is Kawasaki…”

“Huh?”

“It’s true! Look… this is the letter of recommendation. I think the principal has been notified…” The real person took the letter of recommendation out of the envelope with his trembling hands.

The woman finally realized what he was doing: “Oh… It’s you! I’m so sorry. I’m the national literature teacher here. My name is Okyu Mari.”

A smile appeared on her face, a clear smile that made the real person’s blood pressure rise again.

“I heard the principal mention you.”

“The principal told you about me? Ah, that’s great!”

“I’m sorry if I mistook you for someone suspicious. I heard that Dr. Kawasaki graduated first in his class at the medical university, so I thought that the person who came must be the kind of doctor who looks very serious on the outside…”

“Ha, ha… It’s okay, because I don’t look like a doctor at all…” was all he could do to laugh awkwardly at Manato’s words.

(Misunderstanding cleared up. But to say that I’m the kind of nerd who only reads, do I look like that?) His thoughts were unexpectedly calm, but his actual movements were not.

“Then I’ll show you to the staff room, this way please.” Makato spun around and walked out with his back to the real person.

The perfume on her body naturally wafted out, and the sweet scent tickled the real person’s nose.

(Wow, it smells so good…) Just the smell of perfume made my blood pressure rise again.

(Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! I have to work at this girls’ high school for a month from now, and it’s too bad that I’m going to lose my head at the slightest whiff of perfume!) Manato, who had already walked a short distance, turned around to see Makoto staying in the same place and talking to herself, and wondered, “What’s wrong? Why are you standing there?”

“Oh… ah, ah, ah, sorry! I was thinking about something…” Makoto snapped back to his senses and hurriedly followed Manato into the campus.

Instantly, she was mesmerized by a faint fragrance in the air. It was obvious that the smell was different from the one Makato was wearing, it was a sweet and sour fragrance──it was the kind of delicate smell that emanated from an immature young girl.

(The scent of a real girl!) Makoto was immediately impressed by the scent.

Makato didn’t notice the difference in Makoto’s appearance and said to him while walking into the campus, “The principal is looking forward to Dr. Kawasaki’s arrival.”

“What? Are you talking about me?” Makato’s sudden utterance of those words left Makoto somewhat at a loss for words.

What Makato said next made him even more frightened: “Although you graduated from the medical university with the highest grade, you came to work at our school in order to learn from different experiences.”

“Huh?”

“In fact, you can work in every major hospital if you like. You have taken a detour in your life’s journey to learn more about different experiences, and your determination to stick to your beliefs is truly admirable!”

“No, no, you’re too kind…” The real person had to smile in the face of her compliments.

(Right! I don’t think Misato-sensei knows that I’m here to treat my hyperventilation!) “Cheer up! I’ll help in my small way too!” Makato smiled slightly.

“Ah… yes… thank you…” replied Makoto with some ambiguity. Looking at Manato’s smile, for some reason, Makoto felt a little guilty.

(Can’t say it… absolutely can’t tell her the real reason I’m here.) “┅This month is my probationary period, and I’ll work hard to obtain my full qualification, so please give me your advice!” The introductions in the staff room finally went off without a hitch.

Makoto looked around, he noticed that the average age of the teachers here was very high, and it seemed like Makato was the only one in the same age group as himself. He didn’t really like that, because then he wouldn’t have anyone he could safely complain to. But, on the other hand, for him, having Makato, a wonderful female teacher, might not be a way to be saved.

(How nice it would be to have a male teacher my age… but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.) Makoto sighed softly as Manato approached him again.

“Dr. Kawasaki.”

“Ah, sh, sh, what is it?” Makoto’s tone became filed again, embarrassed at the way she was blushing.

“It’s your first day on the job, but you don’t have to be so nervous!” Apparently, Manato misunderstood: “Relax, don’t worry, you’ll be accepted!”

“Haha… I hope so.”

“Well, then, I’ll take you to where you work now.”

“A place of work?”

“Yeah, the health center!”

After she said that, the real person suddenly realized: (┅┅So I can be alone for a while as long as I’m in the health care room). Even though I’m surrounded by women, there’s still a ‘place of refuge’!) In that case, my time at the girls’ high school might not be as desperate as I thought!

Makoto was in a more positive mood than he had been at the school gates; after all, he himself had hoped that the nervous overload would be cured sooner rather than later.

(Although I was forced to come here by my father, I really want to be good friends with women, too. In that case, for the sake of my bright future… positively implement my father’s strategy and go all out!) “Let’s go! Let’s go!” He perked up and responded to Manato.

“Gaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

“I’m sorry.”

“Huh?”

Turning his head to look at the entrance, the real person was suddenly dumbfounded. In walked a female student.

(Wow-so cute!) The first thing he saw was her expression. The calm and thin cheeks were filled with an expression of uneasiness and nervousness. In the midst of it, there was a slight fluttering sense of anticipation.

(What an incredible expression!) Makoto continued to think as if nothing had happened, and then, as if remembering, his heart began to race again.

(l. Forgot for a moment… So she’s a girl!) Nonsense.

Waist-length hair shining, pale yellow sailor uniform with red trim, and a short red skirt, usually only schoolgirls would do this kind of dress. Only, Makoto noticed that the young girl’s sailor uniform seemed to be new.

Makato asked her directly as if he knew where she was coming from: “Which teacher are you looking for?”

At a loss for words, the girl replied, “Well… I just transferred to this school today, my name is Shiho Mukaioka, and I don’t know who my teacher is…”

“What class are you in?”

“Wow, third grade A.”

(Transferring to a new school in the third grade?) Makoto was a bit surprised, it was understandable if a transfer student wore a new uniform──but there was a bigger question in Makoto’s mind: (Isn’t it February? She’s graduating in a month, so why is she transferring to another school?)

“The teacher of the third year A class, that’s the one sitting in there.”

“Thanks!” Hearing Makato’s instructions, Shiho thanked her while she had to walk towards her mentor. Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, and the first thing she noticed was──Manato.

“Huh? …”

Looking at her somewhat alarmed and worried expression, the real person was a bit startled.

“What… what…” (Is it possible that my mind has been guessed?) It wouldn’t be good to give a bad impression on my first day at work!) Shiho cautiously asked the real person.

“Teacher, may I ask if you’ve seen me before…”

“Ah… I… I didn’t mean any harm…” the real person’s face reddened, and his reply was bullheaded.

At that moment, Makato spoke up, “What’s wrong, Mukaoka-san?”

“No, no, it’s nothing…” Shiho lowered her head in hesitation, but finally she raised it again and asked, “May I ask, who is this person?”

“New student, that’s a rude way to ask a teacher, isn’t it! He’s Mr. Kawasaki, the school doctor who just came to school today like you.”

“Hara, I see.” Makato replied as if it reminded her of something.

After a moment of silence, she turned to face the real person: “… Please give me more guidance in the future.”

“Ah, much obliged.” Makoto replied hastily.

Shiho said “I’m sorry” and walked away.

“Well, let’s go!”

“Good, good.” Makato urged Makoto out of the staff room.

Down the corridor towards the healthcare room, Makoto’s mind drifted back to Shiho’s expression earlier, and her brief silence. (She looked as if something was wrong! Did I really meet her somewhere? She looks like she wants to ask me something…) Unfortunately, Shizuku couldn’t recall meeting her at all, and no matter how he thought about it, it was the first time he had ever met her.

(Probably mistook me for someone else!) Finally, real people come to this conclusion.

(But… that Shiho girl, she’s really cute. If I didn’t have a nervous breakdown, I’d love to have her as my girlfriend!)

“What’s wrong? Dr. Kawasaki?” Suddenly Makato asked him again.

As soon as Makoto came back to her senses, she immediately saw her face as if she was observing Makoto muttering.

“Awww!” Makoto jumped in fear.

“Ah, scared me, scared me…” several times in a row.

Seeing Makoto overreacting like this, Makato couldn’t help but be sarcastic: “Hey, are you thinking about things again?”

“No, no, I’m sorry for… suddenly screaming so loudly.”

She felt a little funny watching the real person’s embarrassed groping.

“At the end of this corridor is the health room. Please come in!”

“Yes, yes.”

Makoto hurriedly escaped to the end of the hallway and opened the door to the health room. As soon as he entered, he smelled disinfectant.

“Wow… here…” He looked around and saw that he had almost everything he needed for an emergency. On the desk, there was a box with a treatment book and several specialized books on shelves. The white shelves next to the window were neatly stocked with medicines and examination equipment.

Then, there are vision checklists and weight scales by the wall, and a steel tube bed ready inside the room.

“Your new ‘work’ place, how is it?” Makato’s voice came from behind.

“Roughly, everything should be ready, so please let me know again if there’s anything else you need.”

“Thank you, thank you…” the real person thanked her back, and his expression became serious.

Manato looked at the real person with an expression of seriousness she had never seen before: “Dr. Kawasaki…”

“Yes, yes.” At least don’t let your voice reveal your nervousness, the real person replied discreetly.

(Pull yourself together and get used to talking to Misato-sensei. If you’re at a loss for words like this, you’ll be even worse off when you’re a female student.)

Taking a deep breath to try to calm the real person, Makato said to him again in a sincere tone, “The students of this school are all young girls, so no matter how lively and cheerful they are, they still have a lot of worries.”

“Shin… Shinri-sensei…”

Misato’s unexpected seriousness made Makoto’s eyes widen in surprise. Makato continued regardless of his reaction, “Dr. Kawasaki, I hope to ask you to do your best for them no matter what.”

“Huh, no,… just why, all of a sudden, are you saying this? I’m only on probation right now, and when I say I’m doing my best for them, I honestly don’t have much confidence…” the real person was touched by her aura.

In fact, having to work through his own hyperventilation disorder first, he didn’t think he’d be able to live up to Makato-sensei’s hopes.

However, Mr. Makazato did not give up, and his tone of voice did not change: “Nowadays, teachers can grade students’ future grades for further education and employment, and their futures are in the hands of the teachers, and in these times, the teachers can be called the ‘powers that be’, and the students will not say anything to us from the bottom of their hearts. “

“Power… Powerful people… That’s too much…”

“No, it’s true. When I was a trainee teacher, the students would come to me for advice on whatever. Among them were many of their private secrets, and after that time of experience, I would have been confident that I knew how to bring up the school masters.” There was clearly some despondency in her words.

“But that was when I was a trainee teacher and didn’t have the power of their future in my hands. It was only when I became a full-fledged teacher last year that I realized this thing for the first time, that there is actually a big fence between real teachers and students.”

“Teacher…”

After sending off the graduates next month, Makato’s career as a teacher will finally be in its second year. During this year, for her, perhaps it was a time when she realized where she was immature!

Real people are speechless when they think about the frustration of facing real people and how anxious they are for their students.

“But I’m sure Dr. Kawasaki can cross that fence and get along well with the students.”

“Dr. Kawasaki can surely resolve the worries of students who do not want to talk to me. I’m sorry to make this request out of the blue, but a doctor who comforts both the body and the mind will surely be able to calm the wounds in their hearts…”

“Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I see.” Makoto suddenly smiled and nodded at her.

“As long as it’s within my ability, I will do my best, just… how it turns out, I can’t guarantee.” That was the only thing he could do at the moment.

(I don’t know if it’s possible to negotiate with students, to talk to students, etc… but I wouldn’t be a man if I ignored such a serious request from Mr. Manato!)

“Great, thanks!” Makato’s smile returned.

“Dr. Kawasaki is absolutely fine. You’re so kind, the students will love you.”

“No, no, you’re flattered…”

Although the smile on his face was still a little nervous, in the real man’s heart he had already made up his mind.

(Perhaps, after listening to Makato-sensei’s hope, I should be able to overcome my weaknesses in the future. I decided that I would first try to calm myself down on the outside. Anyway… let’s get used to this place!

But his resolve was, on the second day, defeated.

The next day, Real Life’s work in the health center officially began. The working hours passed in a flash. When the bell rang for the end of class, Real Life slumped over the table in exhaustion.

“It’s too stressful!” He sighed in a low voice: “One day is too long!”

It was said so because he was in a constant state of mental strain. An ordinary school nurse wouldn’t even be that tired after a day’s work. Anyway, there were only three students who came to the health center today. And all of them had minor injuries, such as minor burns on their fingers during home economics class and accidental skinning of their knees during gym class. But just that little bit of work alone puts a lot of pressure on real people.

“When was the last time you touched a girl’s body? …”

He hadn’t touched a woman’s body in the years since his college internship. Not to mention, all day today, his hands had touched the hands and knees of three girls (all of them schoolgirls).

There could be no more taxing job for him, who had a nervous overload disorder.

“But everyone’s skin is so smooth… because of their high metabolism and slow keratinization, it’s not too dry and has excellent elasticity… no, no, I can’t, I’m going to think about it and my heart will race again.” Makoto muttered in a manner not unlike that of an innocent high school boy.

Even so, it doesn’t matter, today’s appearance is quite calm, in short, the smooth and good treatment for the three schoolgirls deserves to be praised, right?

“If it’s possible to work at the rate we did today, let’s keep it that way for the time being. At the very least, the treatments for the girls should not be stressful…”

Suddenly, he remembered something that worried him.

“I heard from Mr. Makato that there’s an indoor pool at school.”

It is said that because this school is not a large one, there is no way to build a swimming pool outside, so it has to be built inside the school building. Since it’s indoors, it’s a heated swimming pool, so it’s popular with the students because they can take swimming lessons even in winter. Although it is indoor, it is still a swimming pool, so there is still a possibility of drowning.

“If we don’t know where the pool is first, we’ll be in trouble when things go wrong… Right, let’s just go see where the pool is first!”

Makoto, dressed in his white doctor’s uniform, just wandered around the campus looking for a location for a swimming pool. The décor inside the school building had as little personality as the exterior. However, it still felt somewhat ornate.

“This is an all-girls’ high school… Is it possible that I’m imagining things?…” Muttering to himself, he looked around and saw all kinds of female students: girls cleaning up carefully, girls rushing to club activities, and girls happily dismissing with their friends.

The sound of their chatter and laughter irritated Makoto’s eardrums as they walked past him. For some reason, Makoto always felt that the voices were directed at him.

(I’m the one who thinks too much! Calm down!) I tried to tell myself to stay calm, but because I was too nervous and shy, my heart started to beat faster as usual.

(What a pain in the ass…) With his head bowed and a bit disappointed in himself, the real person looked carefully at the first and second floors of the school building before determining that the swimming pool should be above the second floor.

“Although it would be quicker to ask Mr. Manato or one of the other teachers… it would be nice to walk around the campus at this time of the year.”

So, when he passed the second floor, he didn’t walk into the staff room, but continued walking up to the third floor. And that’s when…

“Eh? What’s that smell, it’s weird?” Makoto frowned and sniffed the smell.

“I think… I’ve smelled this odor during art class. Ah, yes, isn’t that turpentine for paints?” Based on his memories from his student days, the real person surmised so.

Then he drew a conclusion: “Oh… yes, there’s an art classroom on the third floor.”

As expected, there was an art classroom on the third floor near the stairs. Makoto’s mind remembered something from before at the medical university. His best friend from the art club invited him to a sketch, but of course he didn’t realize beforehand that it was a nude sketch.

“At that time, it was miserable to draw while having a nosebleed…” Remembering the pitiful memories of the past, the real person sighed.

Suddenly he heard what sounded like a conversation among the schoolgirls.

“Hey, who’s got an OK bandage?”

“What’s the matter, ask that all of a sudden?”

“I got stung by the wooden edge of the picture frame!”

“Huh? It’s so sad! It doesn’t matter, does it?”

“I have OK bandages, I’ll bring them to you!”

The real person who heard this conversation couldn’t help but frown.

“It’s not good, the paints used for painting are laced with some chemicals, if they touch the wound, it’s not good!”

As the school nurse, it was only right that he should do the emergency treatment for her. Of course he was struggling in his mind whether or not to suddenly just rush into the midst of the female students, but, after all, now was not the time to think about such things.

Makoto plucked up his courage and opened the door to the art room: “So… I heard… your conversation… …”

Suddenly, his voice changed drastically. The moment he was about to enter the art room, his foot slipped and he suddenly lost his center of gravity, tripping over his own feet again because he was so tense. Hands were busy trying to keep his balance, but heaven forbid, the real person’s body slipped forward.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!” He yelled, his heart ready to fall on its face.

“Touch!” -Unexpectedly, it didn’t fall to the ground.

(Strange? It’s obvious that you’ll fall to the ground?) Makoto didn’t feel any pain anywhere on his body at all. The reason was that his face was buried into the top of a soft thing. It was as if this thing was supporting him from falling.

(Is this a soft cushion?) He tried to feel it with his hands.

(Soft…) The elasticity of the touch popped his fingers back in. And… there was also a slight warmth to it.

（What’s this? It’s soft and cozy to the touch? (A sudden shudder swept through his mind as he stared blankly at the real person. (Is it possible that… these two soft, bulging things… are…) Just then.

“¡… ah ah ah ah ah!”

“Thing-a-ma!”

A scream that was about to shatter her eardrums, followed by a slap that made the real person dizzy.

“Ah!” The real person who came back to his senses fell backward with a brain.

Standing in front of him was–a female student! With her ample breasts, she didn’t look like a high school girl at all.

With her curly hair, she was a gorgeous, impeccably beautiful girl. Her transparent white skin was red hot through and through, her beautifully shaped eyebrows rose upwards as she glared angrily at the real person, her anger on the verge of exploding.

“What for? You pervert!” Her shrill voice shook even the classroom windows slightly.

But the real person was unable to react because of the pain in his cheeks: “Ouch… what are you doing?”

“I’m the one who has to ask you, what do you want?”

“You slipped into the art room and put your head on my girl’s soft breasts… Even though my girl is very attractive, you’re too shameless!”

“Boobs… Wow, really!” Makoto had a lopsided look on her face.

The uneasiness he felt just now was right, he was trying to prevent a fall so he held on tightly to the breasts of the beautiful maiden in front of him and didn’t let go.

“No, no, that… you misunderstand…” the real person was totally confused, and the young girl ignored his explanation and called the other female students over.

“Why don’t you guys go call the police!”

“Yes, yes!”

Hearing this, the real person tried desperately to explain, “Wait, wait a minute! I’m not a pervert! I…”

However, the maiden covered her breasts with her hands, and then condemned him in a harsh tone: “You buried your face in the breasts of a young virgin… and you scratched and clawed with your dirty hands… do you think I’ll listen to your explanation?”

“Wait, wait, I, just fell!”

“You’re wearing white and trying to blend into our school by pretending to be a doctor, so tell us where the hell you snuck in!”

“You, what are you saying? Even looking at me in this outfit, you know I’m the school nurse!”

“What a school nurse, and trying to cheat!”

“Really, really, didn’t lie to you!” Trying to try and explain this misunderstanding to the real person, the young girl completely disbelieved him.

“Everyone grab him! Don’t let him get away!”

Hearing her words, the schoolgirls surged forward.

“Got it!”

“I’ll get the teacher right away!”

The other female students responded immediately.

“No, it won’t! I just came in here because I had to help you guys with your healing!” Makoto deadpanned in a last ditch effort, only, sadly, no one paid any attention to him.

“You pervert, resign yourself to your fate! You touched my girl’s… Hodera Masami’s breasts, do you think I’ll let you off that easily?”

After deciding, the beautiful maiden namely continued to stare at him without letting go.

“I… I said, you misunderstood…”

Under the stern and powerful eyes of the young girl──Yami, Makoto couldn’t think of how to explain it.

(No, no, no… If I’m caught in the staff room like this, it’ll be difficult to clean up the situation. Whether I did it on purpose or not, I’ll definitely be expelled if this happens! (…….)）With his lips still trembling, Makoto tried to think of a solution. And then──he thought of something.

“No… no way… in that case, I’ll have to…” his face turned blue, and he looked at Yami with unblinking eyes.

“Fuck, what, what’s that look in your eye? Do you want to resist? …” Looking at that look of death, Yami looked as if she was slightly overpowered by her opponent’s aura.

Just a moment later, the real person yelled out: “… Woah woah woah! …” He did nothing but roar in anger.

“Ah──!” Being suddenly called out like that by him, Yami was suddenly a little scared.

It was too late – Makoto squeezed through her armpits and just ran to the exit of the art room.

“Thirty-six plans, go for it!”

“What?” Yami couldn’t react for a moment. By the time she realized it, the real person had already managed to slip out of the art room.

However, his crisis has not yet been fully resolved.

“Hey… wait, wait, wait! Pervert, don’t run! Everyone, go after him!”

At Yami’s command, the classroom of nearly a dozen students chased after the real person in unison.

“Woah woah woah, everyone’s coming after us…” the real person looked back and couldn’t help but be scared out of his wits. Rushing down the stairs as fast as he could, he desperately tried to shake off Yami and the others in pursuit.

However, behind him, there came another sentence that he couldn’t believe: “Hurry up, everyone! That man is a pervert, get him!” Yami called out to the other students in the hallway.

(Hey, don’t scream so loud!) Makoto blanched and pondered a way to escape.

Just then–

“Strange? …” one of the students who were facing the real person as they approached him saw his appearance and looked at him in wonder.

That look–it suddenly made the real person think: “You, you!”

Yami’s shrill voice: “That pervert is heading your way, hurry up and catch him!”

However, the real person did not escape the school master in front of her, but instead even hid behind her: “Help, help, help me!”

Because that girl–that’s transfer student Shiho.

“Isn’t she… Ammi from our class? What’s going on?” Shiho looked at Yami, who was chasing after him, and then at the real person hiding behind her.

On the other hand, Yami stopped and shouted, “You’re the new transfer, right, Shiho? Please, arrest that pervert!”

“Pervert?”

“That’s right! It’s that guy in white, pretending to be the school nurse, and he touched my girl’s breasts!”

“I… I told you it was an accident! …”

“You shut up!”

Makoto tried to retort with his weak voice, but was stopped by Yami without a word.

Just then, the students who then caught up with him surrounded Makoto across Shiho to prevent him from escaping.

“WAH WAH WAH WAH…” The real person who was surrounded by schoolgirls experienced an unprecedented sense of terror.

The last thing that saved him was Shiho’s words, “But… but he’s really Dr. Kawasaki, the school nurse!”

“Is he really the school doctor… lying?” Yami and the others still didn’t believe it.

“Why, I haven’t seen this school nurse?”

“It can’t be helped, he came here on the same day as me too!”

“No, no, that’s right! If you don’t believe me, you can ask Makoto-sensei and find out if she’s lying to you! …” added the almost scared Makoto, trembling with fear.

Upon hearing those words, Yami’s expression only slightly softened. It was as if she finally believed that the real person was the school nurse. However, she continued to scold him.

“┅Even if you’re the real school nurse, don’t you think it’s perverted to touch my body?”

“No, not really!” Makoto’s expression was embarrassed.

Suddenly, Yami held out his finger and told him, “I’ll spare you this time!”

“Huh?”

“But whenever something like this happens again in the future, whether you did it on purpose or not, I won’t let you off the hook, remember!”

“Really, really?” Makoto’s face was a mixture of surprise and reassurance.

Yami gave him a look, then withdrew the other students.

“You have Shiho to thank for that! This time, she’s letting you off the hook especially because she’s a new transfer!”

“Yami…”

The real person who stayed behind, froze and watched Yami leave.

“Dr. Kawasaki, are you okay?”

Suddenly, I heard Shiho’s voice. It was then that the real person finally realized, “When did I sit on the floor?”

“Yami and the girls, as if they’re willing to forgive you.”

Shiho smiled and reached out to pull Makoto up. By this time, Makoto’s face was red as if it was about to catch fire.

“Thanks, thanks, thanks! Thanks to you!”

He didn’t accept Shiho’s offer of help and hurried to his feet himself.

(I’m grateful for her help… but if I have to hold her hand, my blood pressure will rise again, and that won’t be good…)

Hypertonia, really inconvenient.

At that moment, Shiho asked him again, “By the way, Doctor, what are you doing here?”

“By the way, what am I here for? Reflexively trying to answer the question, the real person’s mouth dropped open. Then, he thought, “What do I want to do? Thanks to the disaster in the art room, he had completely forgotten about the purpose of ‘checking the swimming pool’ in the first place.

(Chapter 2) The Day of Crucifixion

In addition to the school’s vivid scenery: the morning practice – commonly known as the morning exercise.

In the time before classes began, the softball team members were practicing running the bases and pitching on the playground, and everyone was sweating from the seriousness of the practice.

“Good, last lap!”

“First years, hurry up and prepare the nets!”

“Whose turn is it to pick up the ball today?”

“It’s me!” The energetic voices of the young girls in motion resounded throughout the campus.

“Wow, everyone’s in good spirits!”

Instead of going straight to the health room, the real people who happened to arrive at school early stood next to the playground and watched them admiringly.

“Even though the coach isn’t here, everyone is still doing the warm-up exercises seriously. If you’re lazy, it won’t be good if you get hurt…” he muttered, his eyes still resting on the female student.

Although it was still winter, they were wearing short-sleeved tops and lightweight shorts, and I wondered if it was because of the activity that they didn’t feel chilled at all.

“And… everyone’s body is so healthy, with even bones and soft sinews.”

Compared to the average high school girl, they are worlds apart. Any back pain caused by poor posture probably has nothing to do with them!

Just as the real person was scrutinizing their bodies, at some point the real person’s face reddened again.

“The biceps and tibial tendons of the thighs are just right… the chest tendons are also very well developed…”

His specialized terminology may sound like it makes sense, but upon closer inspection, it seems that this man is all about the size of his players’ thighs, calf back muscles and breasts. Since the real man is also a man, there is no way he can be interested in women’s bodies. However, it’s not really decent for a man to blush because of hyperventilation.

As if like a high school boy just starting to notice the opposite sex, the real person’s eyes suddenly stopped on a softball player.

“Eh? That pitcher… is quite cute!” What he saw was a short-haired girl standing on the pitcher’s pedal.

“Machida-senpai, X-ball!”

“Tae! Try serving half a beat slower!”

The girl’s name seemed to be Machida Tae. Hearing her schoolmate’s cheering and the catcher’s cryptic signal, she nodded, then made a wide turn of her arm, aiming for the low track, and the ball slammed into the catcher’s glove. The batter didn’t swing at all.

“How’s the ball?”

“Great shot! The ball path is just low enough!”

Hearing the catcher’s reaction, Tae gave a smug smile.

“Spring tryouts are just around the corner and you can’t do that without throwing some caliber pitches!”

(Draft! That girl seems to be the team’s starting pitcher!) Makoto nodded as if he thought he was an expert man. (Pitching that way is obvious to an outsider.)

“Okay, one more ball!” As soon as Tae said that, she threw another ball.

But then her chagrined voice was heard: “Slotted! The ball path is too easy!”

The batter seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and didn’t hesitate to strike out. However, the players on this side don’t seem to be able to catch the ball either.

“Clang!” There was a dull metallic sound as the struck ball flew low over the sky. At the same moment, Tae’s anxious yell was heard.

“Ogiso! Danger!”

“Huh? …” the real person couldn’t understand for a moment that ‘Ojisan’ was calling him.

Unfortunately, his reflexes weren’t excellent. By the time he realized it, the huge white softball was only a centimeter away from him.

“Touch!” Then Naoto, who had been directly K’d by the ball, yelped and tumbled over on the spot in disgrace.

(Pain… yada yada yada yada!) In fact, I couldn’t make a sound because it was too painful, so I could only scream in my mind.

Eyeing the forehead that was about to swell, the real person hurriedly pressed his hand against it and rolled over while his hands were busy struggling.

“Ogiso, are you okay?”

“It seems… there’s no blood.”

Finally, the softball team assembled in disarray.

Makoto panicked even more inside when she realized it. (That, that many girls running over, I’ll be disturbed!) However, the young girls didn’t know what he was thinking. Therefore, Tae, who was the first one to run over, didn’t hesitate to kneel beside Makoto and gently touch the part that was hit by the ball with her hand.

“That hurts!” It wasn’t the pain of the skin that Makoto was screaming about, it was the fact that he was afraid that his blood pressure was going to rise again if a girl touched him, but of course there was no way that Tae could have known the reason for that.

“Oh no, it’s swollen to a bag, but you’re not exaggerating the pain!”

“AH, SORRY…” the real person apologized reflexively, leaving Tae puzzled.

“By the way, what are you doing here in that getup?”

“That… that… didn’t do anything…”

“Girls’ high schools aren’t much use to ordinary men, are they? Plus you’re here so early, and you keep staring at us… it’s weird!”

(… This girl, she seems to doubt me! )

Even for a slow-reacting real person, just by listening to Tae’s tone, he could tell to what extent she had misunderstood him, so he hurriedly tried to explain clearly, “But, but, but, but, but, but, I’m not a suspicious person!”

“That’s what suspicious characters say!”

Makoto’s stuttering explanations do not gain Tae’s trust at all.

Makoto desperately shook her head, trying to tell her the truth: “No, no, I’m the school nurse of this school!”

“School nurse?”

“No, that’s right… although it’s still in the trial stage…”

After two seconds, Tae seemed to understand.

(Ah, believe it!) Makoto’s reassurance was only momentary. However, Tae’s next reaction was a million miles away from what he thought.

“… Ah! You’re the ‘perverted school nurse’!”

“What did you say? Changing, perverted school nurse?” The real person couldn’t help but jump due to being spoken to too much.

On the other hand, Tae was laughing as she continued to explain, “Your exploits have become legendary, didn’t you grab girls’ breasts in the art room?”

“I’m not scratching!” Though Makoto denied it vigorously, her eyes began to wander lightly for reasons that Tae pointed out point blank.

“How did the lack of indiscriminate grabbing cause an uproar about catching perverts?”

“Naru…”

What Tae is talking about now is, of course, referring to the oops that happened in the art room, between Yami and Makoto.

“But, but, that one was an accident…” the real person’s tone suddenly weakened.

The softball players whispered to each other and snickered. Presumably they had all heard the same rumors!

(It’s hard to believe that that’s the kind of comment that accident got! (┅)） Makoto felt a little dizzy. I’ve been working here for less than a week and I’m already infamous, so I can only say it’s my own fault!

“I don’t seem to have been arrested by the police, so I guess I’m really not a pervert…”

“But there’s no wind, and staring at us all the time… actually has an ulterior motive, doesn’t it?”

“No! Absolutely–yes–no!” Makoto denied it with a grimace, as if Tae had hit a sore spot.

“Why are you so nervous, did I guess?”

“Give me a break!”

Makoto’s pitiful pleas for mercy taught an impish grin to Duo Kei’s face. To say that she was condemning Makoto would be better to say that she was simply teasing him. Of course Makoto wouldn’t be unaware of Tae’s intentions, it’s just that he’s been staring at everyone’s breasts and thighs since a while ago, and after his heartbeat accelerated, he was immediately hit by the ball K, which is why he got the illusion that he was being read by Tae to see through what’s going on in his heart.

“¡¡Ah, it’s getting late. Tae-hyun, hurry up and clean up before it’s too late!”

“Ah, really?” Hearing that from the catcher, Tae hurriedly prepared to go back to the playground. As she was leaving, she mischievously turned back to the real person and made a face, “Sorry for letting you get hit by the ball, but next time, I’ll let you try my fast straight ball!”

“No, no, no need…”

“Haha! See you later, perverted school nurse!” Then without giving Real Life a chance to explain, he and the rest of the team laughed and left. Only the real person was left there, holding the regret that he wanted to say but couldn’t, staring blankly at the playground.

“It was really an accident when I came across Yami’s breasts…” These words could only be said to Sky.

Ignoring the wails of real people, the midday sky remained eyeless.

“Oooh… it’s cold!” Makoto shrugged and closed the entrance door.

The last place he climbed up was the top floor — the roof. From what Makato had told him, this place offered a great view of the school neighborhood, and on warm days, during lunch breaks or after school, many students gathered here in a lively atmosphere. However, it was still a cold February day, and it was still early in the cold season before spring.

Makoto looked around, the roof was empty: “True enough, no one would go up to see the view on such a cold winter day.”

Muttering alone, Makoto walked towards the surrounding railing──it was supposed to be a railing to prevent accidents, but it was only half the height, so the students also called it a handrail.

Suddenly, he felt as if someone was in the shadows.

“Huh? There’s a dead end between there and the entrance, just out of sight.”

There was a schoolgirl standing there, and on closer inspection, it looked like real people had seen her before.

“Huh? …isn’t that Shiho?”

Shiho leaned his elbows on the railing and was looking out over the scenery, and when he noticed the real person, he turned back and gave a friendly smile, “Ah, Dr. Kawasaki, you’re alone?”

“Uh, uh, come for a walk…”

Makoto’s smile was stiff as he walked a meter away from Shiho and leaned against the railing. By far the shortest distance he could approach a female, and that was as far as he would go.

The dry, cold winter wind blew between them.

“It’s so windy today…” said Makoto to Shiho with a bitter smile as he grabbed the corner of his coat that was blown up by the wind. But Shiho’s look made his heart beat faster again.

“It can’t be helped, that’s the way it is on the roof.”

Shiho’s skirt was caught in the wind and her pink chaps were accidentally exposed.

“Ah, haha, that’s true.”

Strange mechanical laughter, real people looking at her, involuntarily blushing, this icy wind blowing so comfortably.

“By the way, why the sudden visit to the roof?”

“Eh, come up here to change the mood!” Makoto answered the question honestly. It’s just that there was no intention to talk about something redundant. The reason why he came up here to change his mood couldn’t be directly stated in any way.

But instead, Shiho said for him, “It’s about the pervert school nurse, isn’t it?”

Makoto’s elbow, leaning on the railing, slipped off at once, and his whole body leaned forward, nearly falling.

“You, you, how do you know! …”

“It’s now the talk of the town after dinner.”

“There were a lot of witnesses to that commotion, and there aren’t half a dozen young male teachers in this school who are Dr. Kawasaki’s age, so naturally, you were the center of attention.”

“Ah… ah… ah! …” The real person held his head. Nothing could be more humiliating.

“Will I still be accepted if this happens?”

“It’s no problem, Yami just thought it was funny and made it a topic of conversation on purpose, and didn’t really mean to blame you!”

Shiho smiled at him and the real person followed suit. When he asked, he realized that she and Masami were in the same class.

“She knows herself that it was an accident, and while she has to whine about it, it’s just a problem with her personality, isn’t it?”

“But, if you hadn’t been there, I think I would have been miserable. Really, thank you so much!” Makoto nodded softly in greeting.

As he lowered his head, he accidentally saw Shiho’s skirt blowing in the wind again, and he hastily raised his head to look around at the scenery.

“Right, right, and why did you come up here?”

“I… I came up here to change my mood, the view from here is so beautiful!” Shiho tilted her head and replied, “And, after all, I’ve only just transferred here, so it’s calmer to be in a place with fewer people!”

“Will it? I see that Shiho is the kind of person who’s friendly enough to mingle with everyone right away, isn’t she?” Makoto felt surprised.

“But I… am actually quite timid! Ever since I was a child, I’ve had to change schools a lot because of my father’s work, and although it’s hard for me to get used to it now, I can’t even make a single genuine friend.”

“Huh?”

Transferring to this school is also a continuation of her life as a transfer student! Otherwise, why would she need to transfer to another school when she’s graduating in less than a month? It’s a big exaggeration!

Makoto asked her directly, “Why don’t you stay at your previous school until you graduate? Wouldn’t it be troublesome to change schools at this time?”

“I know it’s better that way, but…” Suddenly, Shiho’s voice became a bit strange: “I’d like to stay in this place for a while longer, if possible!”

“Stay a while longer?”

“Yes, I used to live here more than ten years ago.” Her expression became clearer, and her eyes seemed to be reminiscing about the good old days.

“Although I can’t remember many things… there is one thing I can never forget.”

“What kind of memories?”

“On a rainy day, I went shopping alone, saw a puppy on the side of the road, and petted the puppy’s head.”

Makoto structured the scene she was talking about in her mind. Shiho, who was petting a rain-soaked puppy on the side of the road, must have been cute as a child, Makoto fantasized to herself.

“And then… suddenly I was bitten by a puppy… and I cried for no apparent reason… In fact, it was only a slight bruise on my finger, but because I saw the blood, I felt very scared…”

“I know, that’s what everyone does when they’re little.” Makoto chimed in.

I don’t know when the real person had stopped being so nervous when talking to her, but he hadn’t realized it himself yet.

Shiho suddenly looked at his right hand, which still bore the marks of a puppy bite.

“At that time, a man came to help me. A very tall big brother… He licked my bitten finger and then bandaged it up with a handkerchief. I still remember his kind smile. That is one of my most precious memories.”

“Memories!” Makoto sighed, as if he shared Shiho’s feelings “It’s amazing how this place is a town with few memories for me, but I didn’t realize it left you with such important memories!”

“Ha!” Shiho laughed.

Why did the young girl, who usually gave the impression of being restrained, have such a bright smile on her face?

Regardless of the school nurse’s question, she continued, “I made an appointment with that older brother to return the handkerchief that I used to dress my wound… but my father had already decided to transfer to another job, and as a result, I didn’t see him again, and I didn’t even have a chance to say thank you.”

“A promise made ten years ago is quite romantic… Huh?” In the middle of his sentence, the real person suddenly thought, “Did you come back here just to fulfill that promise? …”

“It’s childish, isn’t it, I know it myself.” Shiho smiled in embarrassment.

“But for a child who has no attachment to his homeland, there must be at least one place that I can miss as the homeland of my heart!”

“Well~, since I’ve always lived here, it’s hard to imagine that feeling…”

Makoto’s sentiments were too real. To Shiho, who was about to graduate before transferring to another school, he still didn’t understand her feelings.

However, what he said next was also from his heart: “It would be great if I could find that big brother. But it won’t be easy, and I wonder if he still remembers your agreement… If there’s anything I can do to help, I’ll try my best to do so!”

“Huh? Dr. Kawasaki, thank you!” Shiho nodded her head in greeting, but was a little suspicious that the school nurse, whom she had only met a few times, was willing to help.

Her expression became a little strange: “… Dr. Kawasaki, I always found you a little unbelievable.”

“Really? Doesn’t it look like a doctor, or doesn’t it go with this white uniform…” the real person’s reaction may have revealed his unease.

(A week ago, hanging out at home.)

“Oops, you’ve got it wrong, it’s not that… I mean… I’m much calmer after talking to you… it’s the first time that’s happened!”

Hearing her say that, coupled with her smile, the real person was a little embarrassed.

But──the blush now was different from the usual blush of nervous overdrive, and he felt it himself.

(Why? Even though my blood was rising as usual, I didn’t get dizzy…) Is it because I’ve gotten used to being around women? Or, was it because Shiho was special? Makoto couldn’t tell at the moment. Anyway, let’s thank her for the compliment!

“Haha… It would be my honor. I’m perfect for being a doctor…”

“It takes courage to tell jokes, yo! If students don’t understand the jokes you tell, sometimes trouble happens that you don’t expect!”

-After school.

Makoto, who was relaxing in the staff room, looked a little nervous at Misato’s words: “Will it be like that? Will…”

“Because of the age difference between us and the students, the way of humor is also different!” Turning around and handing the brewed tea to the real person, Makato said with a bitter smile, “The students probably like a teacher who can talk and has a good sense of humor, but avoid talking mostly off-topic.”

“Will it turn them off?”

“It’s not that serious, there’s no need to be overly careful. However, because of your profession, Dr. Kawasaki, I don’t think it should be difficult for you to carefully restrain words and actions that could be misunderstood as sexual harassment.”

“Â Â Â Â I will take care of it. I’ll leave then.” Makoto took only one sip of tea and left in a hurry.

Makoto becomes a little worried about talking to Shiho during his lunch break.

‘I’m perfect for being a doctor, yo! …’

(Just trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed… could Shiho hate it?) Honestly, the real person is worrying too much. It was just a funny remark, so there was no need to worry about it. But Makoto, who had rarely been in contact with women, didn’t know whether it was appropriate to say such a thing or not, and couldn’t get the hang of it. When Makato said that, Makoto immediately felt the power of words and their potential to kill.

“Anyway, let’s go back today!”

Thanks to the nickname ‘perverted school nurse’, I’m especially tired today. However, it’s not like I can go home right now.

After returning to the health room, I was beginning the task of getting ready to clean up when a student suddenly rushed in.

“Big brother! Big brother! It’s not good, Big Brother!”

“Whoa!” The deafening sound made Real Man jump out of his chair in fright. Only after confirming the owner of the voice did a relieved look appear on Real Life’s face.

“・・・ Spike, what happened? You scared me!”

The name of the girl who suddenly rushed into the health room was ‘Hachioji Hotaka’. Unlike Shiho and Masami, the sailor uniform she was wearing was blue, also indicating that she was a first year student.

(By the way, second grade sailor uniforms are green.)

Hotaka was Makoto’s first patient on his second day in office, and has been coming to the health center every day since then. She said she felt very close to Makoto because he looked like her brother, who was studying abroad.

Makoto wouldn’t be at all embarrassed to be addressed as ‘big brother’ by this schoolgirl she had first met less than a week ago.

With her petite stature, slightly drooping eyes, cute tiger teeth and childish way of speaking, she’s almost like a grade schooler, but she’s a real person to real people who aren’t good at socializing with women. Could be easier to socialize with.

Luckily, it was also her who initiated the approach to Makoto, whose first step in overcoming her fear of women was to be able to talk to Spike easily.

But──Hotaka wasn’t like her usual self today. Although she was still boisterous, she was a bit flustered for some reason.

“What the hell is going on?”

Hearing the obligatory question, Spike twitched and fussed, “I’m hurt! I’m bleeding, and…!”

“Bleeding?”

Upon closer inspection, there was no appearance of injury on her body. But, after all, it was the person herself who said it, so it shouldn’t be a lie.

“Calm down first, let me see where it hurts?” Makoto stood in front of the medical stand, preparing gauze and disinfectant. But–

“Oo… but… but… I’m sorry…” Spike looked at the real person with a lopsided expression.

No intention of showing a real person where she was hurt just standing by the table squirming.

“At this point, you’re still talking about that!” Makoto was a bit impatient: “Didn’t you come to the health center because you wanted me to treat your wounds?”

“Yes, that’s right…”

“That’s right then, don’t worry, I’ll treat you right away.” Makoto convinced the girl high school student in front of her like she was coaxing a child.

After persuasion – something unexpected happens.

“… I see. Since you say so, big brother…” Spike was still a little uneasy, and suddenly she jumped up onto the table and sat down. Then ── lifting up her skirt, she slowly pulled down her pants.

The sudden movement scared the real person straight, “Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Spike, what are you doing?”

“Boss… Didn’t you say you wanted to see where I was hurt…”

Spike, whose eyes rolled upwards in reply to the real person… plus the real person, who was at a loss for words because of his shock. If anyone else had witnessed this scene, they would have been unable to wash their hands of it.

It took a while for his vocal cords to regain their function, the real man said in a scolding tone. However, as soon as he saw Spike spreading his legs without hesitation, his vocal cords went out of control again: “Oh, that…? Where did the blood… come from?”

Spike’s bare lower abdomen didn’t grow pilose, and there was indeed a red liquid clinging there.

Spike then told him something even more surprising: “When I went to the bathroom, I found blood… I was shocked…”

“┅Wait, wait a minute.” He suddenly interrupted Spike.

“Wh, what?”

“You… you said you were shocked… because of that?”

The school doctor, who asked with fear and trepidation, was surprised when Spike asked him an even more incredible question: “Which one… is that one?”

（”Doesn’t she know?)

Of course──what the real person was surprised about wasn’t the bleeding. Rather, he was surprised that the high school girl in front of him didn’t know the reason why he was bleeding.

“This is the first time I’ve encountered such a thing… Brother, please take a look for me!” Spike kept looking at the real person with anxiety.

At this point in time, Manami’s mind was still in a constant state of confusion. (This, this is her first time, it’s too late, isn’t it?… But everyone’s situation is different, and there are still people who come later… Especially Spike, she’s more likely to…)

If his assumptions were correct, Spike — minutes ago — had experienced the first orgasm of her life.

Coupled with Spike’s reaction, it was as if she had no concept of physiological menstruation at all.

“That… that… that… Spike, that wasn’t an injury…” the real person had no choice but to try to explain it to her.

But Spike said, “Liar! If you weren’t hurt, why would you be bleeding so much!”

Indiscriminate denial. It’s hard to believe that she’s never bled that much until today.

In spite of this, it is not a solution to go on like this, the real person to strengthen the tone, once again explained to her: “You believe me, that is absolutely not injured, do not worry about it!”

“¿… really?”

“Really, trust me, just leave everything to me!”

Spike mused a little before finally nodding.

“… Well, I’ll trust you, big brother…”

“Good, very good!”

It was as if she really believed in Real Life’s words. However, this time it was the real person who couldn’t calm down.

“Then… then, go to the bed and take off your panties.”

“Huh, sorry yeah!”

“You… you want to be healed quickly, too, don’t you? Then, then do as I say…”

“¡… um, okay!” Spike sheepishly sat down on the bed and pulled down his blood-stained pants.

At this time, the real person was on the sidelines preparing gauze and sanitary pads for physiological use.

“Taking it off?”

“Uh…”

As the young girl replied, the real person moved her chair to the side of the bed and sat down in it.

(Don’t get carried away with excitement… pull yourself together.) If you can’t even manage this little task, let alone being officially accepted!) He urged his weak self hard, then opened Spike’s feet.

“Ah!” Spike’s voice, a mixture of surprise and bashfulness, reached the real person’s ears.

I don’t know why──with the light in front of me, the real person was on the verge of losing consciousness.

(That’s all. Don’t get carried away.) (But, but, my nose bleeds…) Spike’s tender lower body was exposed in front of his eyes. Between her thighs, which weren’t very plump, was Spike’s private part. It was overlapped like a shell, with a small slit in the center, from which blood was flowing.

(Ah, my head is starting to spin…) The real man shook his head and tried hard to get rid of the dizziness, but his neck hurt because he shook his head too much. But he was willing to do anything to keep himself calm.

“First, first of all, the blood has to be wiped up before we can do that.” Suddenly the real person’s tone became so professional that even he didn’t realize that he was holding gauze in his right hand.

“Hold your feet with your hands and don’t move!”

“I know…”

Both sides were holding their breath when suddenly the school nurse wiped the base of the thigh with gauze.

“Ah!” For a split second, Spike’s yelp caused Makoto’s body to stiffen.

“Yeah, sorry!”

“No, it’s fine… just wipe it off quickly.”

The young girl who answered with a red face made his heart beat harder.

(Why, why am I shaking? Because of Spike’s unexplained bleeding?) Repeatedly warning myself to be calm, I carefully wiped off the dirty blood, sometimes observing the blood on the wiped gauze──no strange pus in sight. For the time being, there was no possibility of women’s diseases or diseases of the urinary organs.

“Don’t keep staring at that thing!” Spike wasn’t used to being stared at, let alone there.

But just in case, what the real person did was correct. Only what wasn’t right was how being a ‘physician’ could be thus aroused when seeing a patient’s private parts!

(But, but, that’s why I came to work at the girls’ high school to cure my strange disease, isn’t it? So, it can’t be helped!)

About halfway through the session Spike started to stir, as if he was sensitive because of the stimulation of his lower body.

“Hoo… ah ah uh…”

“Don’t, don’t move! Just one more moment!”

Regardless of what the real person said, because Spike had never experienced this kind of feeling before, he made a crying, laughing sound: “Ah… ah… ah-mmm!”

At the same time, the stimulated stamen contracted, adding to the real person’s near irrationality.

“Boss… I… I feel… I feel… so strange…”

(Shut up, shut up, don’t make noises like a cat in heat!)

Breathless from the tension, the excitement between the two strands was stupid. It was as if it was about to come out of its cage in an instant. Even so, he finally finished the preliminary work, and the real person lifted his head and exhaled. Then, without delay, he continued with the next step.

“Okay, the next step is to use the sanitary sponges.”

However, Spike looked at him with confusion: “What, what Mianhua? Why do you need a cotton flower, don’t you just wrap it in gauze?”

“No, no! It’s not Mianhua, it’s Sanitary Mian.”

“Hey, it looks like Sarumsis!”

“…” Makoto was once again dumbfounded by Spike’s lack of sexual knowledge.

“Okay, now do you understand how to handle the physiological period? …” When the real person asked her, it was already sunset in the evening.

On the other hand, Suika nodded with little confidence: “I guess…”

Makoto was skeptical that she really got it. When she had first been taught how to use the sanitary pads, she had gone so far as to put them on her belly. In such a short period of time, there was no telling how much she had actually absorbed.

(It can’t be, that I have to be a big man to demonstrate it to her in person!) Thinking like that, the real person became even more uneasy. Other girls of the same age, everyone handled it on their own, didn’t they?

“Well, do the rest on your own, you know the gist, right?”

“But I’m alone, and I’m a little worried…”

“You can’t ask me to help you every time, can you?” Spike was still a little uneasy, so he tried to convince her, “Besides, the so-called physiological period is the best proof that a girl becomes a woman!”

“Huh?”

“That means Spike is ready to have children!”

That’s a good one.

“Really? People can have babies?” Spike asked the real person excitedly, as if he had forgotten all about the tossing and turning earlier.

That kind of attitude made the real person feel a little uneasy: “Yes, yes, so, Spike will have to act like an adult and deal with his period on his own…”

Before he could finish, Spike suddenly declared loudly, “That’s great! I want to have a baby soon!”

“¿… Huh?”

“Because babies are so cute, and I want to have one soon!”

“But, but, you’re still in high school…”

Ignoring Makoto’s attempts to stop her, Spike just scarfed and hopped out of the health room.

“Hey, hey! You’ll be coming every month from now on, so make sure to prepare sanitary pampers, oh! …and walk away.” Makoto loudly told Spike his last piece of advice before collapsing onto the bed in exhaustion.

“I’m so tired of Kamimiran having to teach high school girls that kind of thing…”

It had been a rare experience, but it would be better not to have the chance to experience it again in his life–he prayed from the bottom of his heart. Then, he rolled over. On the sheets, the scent of Spike’s body was still lingering.

“Ah… a nosebleed only now… shame on you…” the real person was alone and lonely as he stuffed the rest of the gauze up his nose.

(Chapter 3) Campus Backyard

Just because it’s Spike doesn’t mean that she won’t suffer from hyperventilation, and until this ‘disease’ is cured, no matter if she’s being hugged from behind by any woman—

“Woohoo!” All would hear the miserable cry.

On the other hand, Spike, who was actually hugging his big brother, didn’t care about his wailing, “Thanks for teaching me how to use sanitary napkins last time, I can handle it myself now!”

“Yes, that’s right, great…” the real person smiled a particularly stiff smile.

“But, there’s something… I want to go where there’s no one…”

The place where the two were talking was not in the health room, it was in the hallway where other students were coming and going. When the students saw the school nurse and the first year talking, they pricked up their ears in curiosity, and cast contemptuous glances, squealing and whispering in the background.

“Huh? That guy, isn’t he the legendary ‘perverted school nurse’?”

“Shame on you for cuddling with someone who looks like a little kid like that?”

“Ouch, how low!”

(… It’s not like I volunteered to be hugged!) Makoto suddenly wanted to scream out. But in reality, he had to hold back because he was concerned about Spike. However, Spike was completely oblivious to the real person’s feelings… (Maybe she was worried, too!)

“Next time, teach me how to make children!”

Her innocent statement was so devastating that it made real people fall over.

“Wha–mi!” Makoto couldn’t help but slide to the floor on the spot.

Of course, it was true that Spike had simply asked that question because he didn’t know the way to have a child. However, that kind of dialog was heard by ordinary people, and anyone would think the wrong thing.

As expected, the students around him frowned and speculated, “A way to make small children! How do you teach that kind of thing?”

“Of course, it must have been… a good thing!”

“I haven’t heard of any individual tutoring classes in the health center!”

Everyone say what they want to say.

Makoto struggled to get up from these rumors, he thought dumbfounded. (Difficulty… Are these students, like Tae from the softball team last time, teasing me?)

Even now, he still couldn’t calmly talk to women, and even when he talked to Misato and Spike, who he was currently used to, he would still blush as well. Despite that──Manami was alone in the health care room, deep in thought.

“It’s also been ten days since I arrived here, so it seems like I’ve made more progress…”

For example, when you brush up against a schoolgirl at close range, you won’t be unconditionally alarmed. When he was a student, if he stood with a girl inside a very crowded tram, he would definitely end up with a livid face and be mistaken for a pervert. Compared to that time, the progress nowadays shocked even himself.

“It’s a little over two weeks away, so it would be great if I could be cured of my hyperventilation!”

At the very least, it would be nice to be able to spend time with them without being nervous when being hugged from behind by Spike, and when talking to Makato─Manaka wished deeply.

At that moment, “pop  pop ─”

“Huh? Who is it and why are there so many footsteps?” Hearing the footsteps of so many people, the real person couldn’t help but frown.

The door to the health room was opened at once.

“Doctor!”

“Ah, you, you guys?”

Makoto stood up from his chair in surprise to see the softball team members in a panic. About ten of them swarmed around, and one of them reported to Makoto: “Machida’s left shoulder hurts!”

“Machida… is that Tae?” Makoto’s mind drifted to her happy, lively smile.

However, Tae, who was then brought in, had the exact opposite expression on her face.

“No, it’s fine, everyone, don’t make a fuss… ah… it hurts!” Dorje’s face paled from the intense pain.

Seeing her cold and sweaty, it seemed like it really, really hurt.

“Don’t be a hero, Tae!”

“I’m not… leave it alone, it’ll be fine in a while… ah!”

As soon as the team member who took her to the health center touched her shoulder with his hand, Tae frowned in pain. It looked like the situation was very urgent.

“Know, know. Just let me see the rest, everyone can go back.”

“Oh… okay.”

“Please doctor.”

The students obeyed the words of the real person, saluted and then went out.

“You… you guys… don’t go away! …” Tae, who was left alone, looked at the real person with some embarrassment.

Seeing her in this state, the real person hurriedly said, “First… let me see it first! Turn your shoulders this way…”

Suddenly–

“Don’t touch me!” With a small, shrill cry, Tae refused to let him see her: “I’ll just apply the painkillers myself later…”

Just by looking at her expression, he knew that she was bluffing. But the real person didn’t have time to care about that, his expression became serious 🙂

“… How can it be cured with something like that! If it was an ordinary bruise, it wouldn’t hurt like this!”

“But, but, it’s just a small injury! …”

“Don’t underestimate the power of a small injury to do damage, well, let me see!”

“Ah! …”

I don’t know if he noticed it himself, but Makoto was holding onto Tae’s body tightly, but his hyperventilation was showing no signs of kicking in.

“If a minor injury is not treated properly, it can lead to more serious consequences! What’s more, as a pitcher, your hand is your most important weapon, isn’t it? If you don’t get it treated, you won’t be able to pitch again for the rest of your life!”

“Truly, truly…” A completely different real person from the panicked look of the other day, Duo Hui’s aura was suppressed when he scolded her.

When Makoto saw this, he softened his tone a bit and asked her, “Don’t worry… I’m a doctor at least, don’t you trust me?”

“¡… uh, uh.” Tae shook her head uneasily.

Makoto responded to her with confidence as well, then carefully palpated.

Soon the conclusion came.

(Sure enough… it’s a false traumatic dislocation. Seeing how much pain she was in, I probably guessed eight or nine out of ten.)

Then he felt around: “Does it hurt here?”

“A… a little…”

“What about, what about here?”

“No.”

(… thankfully, no injuries were sustained.) Makoto finally felt a little relieved. In that case, it can be treated right now.

“Okay, take it easy, it might hurt a little!”

“Yes!”

After carefully securing Duo Hui’s body, he suddenly pulled on her left wrist: “Hey…”

“Ouch!” Although Tae forced herself to endure the pain, the agonizing moan still reached the outside of the health room.

Before she could stop moaning, the real person’s hand had lowered her wrist to wipe the sweat from her own forehead.

“Okay… that’s it… the joint where the shoulder ran away should have returned to its original position.”

“Is… really? Ah, it’s true then, I can move my hand!” Tae immediately moved her hand and couldn’t help but cheer.

“Don’t move around right away!”

If the real person doesn’t stop it right away, maybe she’ll run right back to practicing again.

“For a week, no heavy things! After a week, it doesn’t matter how you move it.”

“… I know.”

Seeing Duo Hui nodding honestly, the real person said to her proudly, “It’s good that you were treated right away, if you had moved around, you would have dislocated your leg completely, and that would have been bad… Huh?”

Only halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that when he had treated Tae just now, their bodies were touching.

“Huh? What’s going on?”

“No, no, no, no nothing!”

(Ah! Because it’s an emergency, I forgot that Tae is a girl in between all of a sudden!) Makoto was only starting to get nervous now. There was still a long way to go before she could completely overcome her nervousness.

“Doctor, doctor…” suddenly Tae called out to him with a lonely look.

“Wh, what is it?”

“┅Thank you!” Although she was a bit embarrassed, she thanked him sincerely.

When Makoto heard this, he was so pleased that he accepted the praise with joy and modesty, saying, “No, it’s nothing, it’s my job…”

But…

“But I’m already looking at you differently… So the pervert school nurse is more than just a pervert school nurse!”

After hearing Tae’s words, Makoto felt as if she had been thrown from the clouds to the bottom. Although she tried to fulfill her job as the school nurse, her jokes–or maybe she meant them–were extremely destructive.

“I… I’m not a pervert…!” A wailing sound even more piercing than Tae’s moans was heard outside the healthcare room.

The following day, on the roof of the school.

“Ha! Dr. Kawasaki, you get worried too!”

“Don’t say that, I’m taking a beating!”

“But I don’t think Tae really thinks you’re a pervert.”

The sweet smile of Shiho, who listens to real people’s complaints, soothes the innocent school nurse.

──Gossiping on this roof had somehow become a daily necessity between Makoto and Shiho.

There was no specific agreement that they would meet on the roof during the lunch break. As long as they went up to the roof, they were sure to see each other – perhaps they had already decided that in their hearts. Since they first arrived at the school, the communication between them has continued until now.

“Hey, this strange nickname, what a bother!”

“Haha!” Shiho responded to the real person’s whining with a hearty laugh.

Suddenly her smile disappeared and she muttered to herself, “Trouble…?”

When Makoto heard that, she immediately asked her, “Shiho, are you troubled too?”

Makoto asked her directly, and in return, Shiho revealed her own troubles without reservation: “Well, actually… I’ve had a few setbacks with the piano.”

“Piano?”

“I have smaller hands, and when I have to play the piece I want to play, I can’t progress anyhow.”

“Huh… Listening to you, I seem to have heard that a pianist’s natural talent is very important… the size of the hands is often an important key.” Unconsciously crossing her arms, the real person chatted about what she had heard before.

“Yeah, right.”

“So ordinary tunes are no problem, but when it comes to difficult tunes, it’s…”

“I see… it does hurt.” Makoto agreed. It was difficult to find physical countermeasures to solve the troubles caused by physical characteristics.

(Is it hard to take scissors or a kitchen knife and cut between your fingers? I’ve never heard of anyone crazy enough to do that.)

Suddenly, Jiho asked, “Excuse me… Doctor, may I ask if you’ve ever experienced any conflict between your dreams and reality?”

“Dreams and reality clash… This is a practical problem that is often encountered.”

You can feel the authenticity of a real person’s answer.

(Probably all of them, wanting to have a cute girlfriend to fall in love with, but not being able to do so. These are all nightmares for him…)

“Doctor, are you also troubled by the gap between ideal and reality? …”

Being treated like that by Shiho, the real person was a bit embarrassed. As if it wasn’t a worry that he could let others know about. Therefore, he deliberately made a cheerful face.

“That wouldn’t be so bad! Holding on to a great dream, working towards it step by step, and then improving your strength.”

“Doctor…”

“For example, a tune you want to play may not work out after constant effort, but it’s much less likely to work out if you don’t go for it.”

Half of these words were addressed to himself.

“You can’t get anything done if you give up at the beginning. Anyway, challenge it first and see. In that case, even if the dream doesn’t come true, at least you won’t regret it later.”

“┅┅”

“Awww… seems like I didn’t answer your question, I’m the worst at explaining things to people.”

Makoto was a little embarrassed, but Shiho really felt what he said: “No… doctor you said it very well, I feel really happy to talk to you, thank you so much.”

Makoto felt that she was exaggerating, and intentionally said jokingly, “Don’t say that, I’ll hurt my brain. If the other students hear me, they’ll make fun of me for being the ‘perverted school nurse’ again.”

“Aha! That’s the proof of your popularity, doctor! First, Yami has stopped talking about that commotion in class, so you don’t have to be so concerned…”

As he spoke, Shiho’s expression, suddenly fell into deep thought.

“┅What’s wrong, Shiho? Why have you suddenly become so serious?”

“It’s about… Yami, there seems to be something strange about her interpersonal relationship with her classmates.”

“Yami? How?”

“Although I’ve only just transferred here, I don’t know much about the details…”

After hearing her words, the real person couldn’t help but frown.

This school has a fountain in the back yard. The beautifully shaped fountain ignores the cold of winter and feels as cool as an early fall day.

After class, Yami was alone and silently looking at the fountain. Suddenly a few students came up from behind her.

“Yami, you got top ten in this graduation exam too!”

“That’s awesome, never dropped outside of 10th place since first grade.”

“Yeah, yeah, excellent grades, sports almighty, plus natural beauty and a rich family, it’s really enviable.”

Those three guys seem to be in Yami’s class and have been kissing her ass.

“Hey… You guys are so annoying, why are you telling the truth? Hahahahahaha…” Yami covered her mouth with her hand and laughed loudly.

──Before that, her classmates might have noticed that Yami didn’t know what expression to use, and looked hurt.

Suddenly, Yami took out an envelope from his pocket: “By the way, my dad gave me some tickets to the concert you’ve all been dreaming about.”

“Really? You have tickets to one of those guest seats?”

“That’s for sure, if you like it, it’s for you guys lo!” Then he pretended to hand over the tickets to the students who were frowning. She looked like a queen.

“So true Yami! These tickets are now unavailable.”

“Are you really going to give it to us?”

“Of course!”

“Wow! Thank you!”

“Awesome!”

Seeing their joyful faces, Yami had a smug smile on her face. Her expression, however, changed in an instant.

“Let’s all quickly think of plans to go to the concert.”

“By the way, here are four tickets… Yami, you don’t like that kind of loud rock music, do you?”

Her classmates were quick to draw conclusions.

“That’s right… So, go find a fourth person to go and see it with you!”

“Yeah, go find someone else!”

“So, Yami, bye!”

“Thank you so much for the tickets!”

“No… you’re welcome, have a good time.” Looking at the three people walking into the campus, Yami giggled dumbly.

When her classmates left, Yami sat down by the fountain again, hugging those long, slender legs in melancholy.

──The real person saw what had just happened from afar, and unconsciously felt indignant.

“It’s too much, it’s obvious that they’re here for Yami’s ticket! Yami is really something too, why don’t you dare to say it when it’s obvious that that fourth ticket is for herself?”

It was just as Shiho had said during the lunch break–he was more certain now.

‘Although Yami was often welcomed by her classmates… giving them fine cosmetics and treating them to house parties, I heard such words every day. Even so, surrounded by her classmates every day, she was still occasionally found to look forlorn.’

Shiho describes Yami in detail, living up to his reputation as a frequent transfer student who has trained a sharp eye for insight.

‘She has so many friends, it’s unbelievable how lonely she still is.’

(Shiho’s feeling was right. How can those people be called friends.) If a real person said it, it might be nosy, and the other person was also the one who caused a commotion when she came here to work, so I really hoped that there wouldn’t be any more involvement with her.

But the end–

He walked toward the fountain and greeted Yami awkwardly, “It’s… it’s… it’s a nice view!”

“… aren’t you the ‘perverted school nurse’ who touched my breasts?”

(I should have known better than to leave you alone!) Makoto held back his protests and sat down near Yami.

“Can I sit here?”

“Whatever!”

“Thank you, thank you…”

When I say nearby, it’s also about half a meter away from her, because of the catatonic overload syndrome and the fear of Yami. Here, as long as she didn’t turn around, she couldn’t see her expression.

“By the way, the concert tickets just now, they must have been very expensive! You gave them away so generously?”

“It’s none of your business, is it!”

Boss Yami didn’t even look at him with displeasure. But for the real person, that made it much easier for him instead.

“What is it that you want from me?”

“Do you want something from me too?”

“Sh, what, how can that be!” Makoto shook his head hastily.

“You being the school nurse, don’t think you’re popular among all the female high school students!” Yami looked back at the real person for the first time.

“… Don’t be a stinker!”

“Huh?”

Makoto blushed as if she had been guessed. But that was only because he wasn’t used to being stared at by girls.

Yami turned her head again, and the next words that came out of her mouth really startled the real person.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t tell my dad about last time.”

“¡®What do you mean?”

“I don’t think you did it on purpose last time, that’s why I didn’t tell my father, and of course you won’t be expelled… understand?”

After listening to Yami’s explanation, the real person still didn’t understand: “I don’t understand.”

“Why?”

“What does my expulsion have to do with your father?”

Yami’s expression seemed to say ‘Don’t you even understand such a simple truth?’

“Well… my lady’s father is the director of this school. If I don’t like a young teacher, it’s easy for me to make him shayonara, not to mention the fact that you’re still on probation, and if it were the old days, I’d have sent you home to eat your own food long ago!”

Listening to her, the real person endured–

“By the way, I heard from Shiho that your family is very rich! …”

“¿… So you came here to beg me too?” Yami asked him proudly. That look put pressure on the real person.

(Horrible! You can’t even talk to girls, but you have to talk sense to her.) He had a troubled look in his eyes, but finally spoke up, “So, so, so… It’s best not to do things like that again.”

“What did you say?”

“No, don’t be so angry! I’ll be honest if I want to go to the concert together too!”

“          ” Yami was silent.

Staring at her knees with a worried frown, the real person continued with trepidation, “Am I right? You really want to go to the concert, don’t you? You’ll never make friends if you keep doing that kind of thing…”

Suddenly…

“What do you know?” Yami interrupted him without moving: “I just want to have a few normal friends, but everyone is so nice to me… Do you have my experience?”

That voice was different from the toughness of the past, probably because it was touched by the real person’s troubles that she didn’t want to be touched the most. However, Makoto didn’t let that deter him. He couldn’t leave her alone either, and he approached Yami a little closer again.

If you get too close, your blood pressure will rise.

Slowly, he said to her, “Maintaining top grades, having a rich family, being surrounded by students who flattered me… such an enviable life, but living with a severe inferiority complex…”

“Don’t talk to me in that tone of voice where you think you know.” Yami suddenly looked back at him again. A sharp grunt reacted to the internal backlash.

“Yes, you’re right about everything, I am that kind of person! But it has nothing to do with you, does it!?”

That’s the reaction that real people expect.

Makoto immediately pretended to be surprised and said to her, “Huh? I wasn’t just talking about you!”

“？”

“I was talking about… when I was a child.”

“When you were a child…” Yami’s expression changed dramatically.

Hearing those unexpected words piqued Yami’s interest.

“My father is the director of a major hospital… The people around me have always dated me with the mentality that I am the son of a rich man.”

“So I wanted my father to buy me a lot of toys, not because I wanted to play with so many toys myself, but because people said to me, ‘It’s nice to be rich…’ But also because I lent so many toys to people, I had a lot of friends. But it’s all superficial. They’re all shallow guys.”

Makoto’s mind also went back to the old days. Classmates came to his house to play with his toys, not with him. It was a painful memory. In order to please them, so he constantly asked his father to buy new toys for him. If his own father wasn’t rich, maybe he wouldn’t have had such a miserable childhood.

If you invite your classmates to hang out with you instead of utilizing your new toy, it might not be so hard to make close friends──

The way Yami sat there in loneliness was as if a real person’s past days had resurfaced.

“At that time, it was really lonely. I wanted to be like other people, to be able to shout with my best friends, but instead I was often alone in my contemplation… just like what you were doing just now, Yami.”

“I… I’m not lonely…” Yami wanted to retort, but ended up not saying anything. Hearing this short confession from the real person, I realized that my own experience was so similar to his.

“Yami, that won’t work. Friends don’t come by giving bunshi. Rather, you have to open your mouth and say ‘let’s be friends’, and if you don’t, you’ll always be lonely alone.”

The feeling of loneliness that I had experienced before and wanted to get rid of it as quickly as possible──Manami thought that from the bottom of her heart. It wasn’t because Yami was a woman that he was doing this. If the person in question was a high school boy, Makoto would also be happy to help him.

“”Yami bowed his head naturally.

Suddenly… an angry expression appeared on her beautiful face: “Wait a minute, why do I have to listen to you, the perverted school nurse!”

“Huh?”

While Makoto was still surprised, she suddenly stood up and looked down at him. If the real person had been calmer, he would have realized that Yami had actually blushed. However, he was overwhelmed by Yami’s excited aura.

“You’re still early if you want to lecture me! Go back and practice for ten years, and come back in ten years!”

“Yes, yes!” Makoto nodded in fear.

It’s a complete change from the calm attitude of ten seconds ago. It’s a shame!

“Well, this girl is busy, so I won’t talk to you more! When you have time, let’s talk about it!” With her short red skirt coupled with her beautiful hair, Yami walked back to the campus with big strides.

“What… why, so angry!” Makoto watched her back and muttered alone and lonely.

Then, a few minutes later, he finally realized.

“Huh? Yami just said, ‘Let’s talk about it when we’re free.’ So… she agrees with me?”

He could only pray that he was thinking correctly.