(Chapter 4) February 14
(Honestly, it hurts my eyes.) …)
Indoor Swimming Pools.
Twenty-five meters and six waterways, designed to look like the side of a box-like space, somehow real people appear here.
It is now seven o’clock in the morning. I woke up early this morning on occasion and had to leave early because there was nothing to do, so perhaps the chi was running out.
(It’s not like I’ve progressed to the point where I can easily talk to a girl without touching her body.
And you want me to come here…)
The real person standing next to the pool, chanting under his breath, suddenly heard a girl’s voice.
“I’ve kept you waiting, Doctor.”
“So… so quickly changed… wow!”
Makoto turned her head and couldn’t even look her in the eye when she saw Yami coming out of the locker room. The navy blue competition swimsuit with green trim wrapped around Masami’s vibrant body. Underneath the curvy swimsuit, her natural body was so toned that she could see the muscles she had worked out. Especially with her ample breasts, it was hard to imagine that she was just a high school student, and she looked like a model ready to make her debut.
(Shit, shit! If this keeps up, I’ll get another nosebleed!)
Makoto’s hyperventilating disorder hadn’t been cured yet, plus he hadn’t seen a woman in a bathing suit since junior high school. Seeing it again after ten years, and with Yami looking so stunning, he just couldn’t calm down.
(How, how did it come to this!?)
It’s a big mistake to come to work so early.
There was still some extra time left in the morning before the start of work, so the real person wandered around the campus to pass the time.
That’s when Yami appeared in front of him, carrying a large bag.
“By the way, Doctor, are you free right now?”
“Yes, yes, what’s the matter? ….”
“In that case, come and measure my time, will you?”
I’ve heard that she’s a gifted swimmer type who often gets the top places in swimming at the national games. I borrowed the field today to train before class, but I forgot to get someone to measure her time.
“Doc, you know how to use a yardstick, right?”
“Of course lo!”
“Okay, then, please.”
“Uh…”
That’s how Makoto came here to do a favor for Yami without even getting a chance to try it on. As long as Makoto didn’t see Yami in her swimsuit, he had no problem helping her out. Plus, her body was even better than expected, so Makoto had to work even harder to keep himself out of the mess.
(Pulse, pulse rate and blood pressure are elevated.) If you don’t find a way to bring it down… Although you can drink at a rate that’s first rate, but you can’t drink at school… Using exercise to burn off excess energy can bring down the high pressure factors such as catecholamines or circulating plasma volume that are present in the bloodstream! (………) The real person rambled on about a bunch of specialized terms in order to distract himself so that he could calm down. But…
(But, swimming is also the only sport in the pool, and there’s only two people here, Masami and I, so of course we can swim!)
But he still looked like he was having a hard time saying it.
“What… what are you staring at?”
“Woah… ouch!” Yami’s sudden voice caused the real person to sway too much and almost fall into the pool.
“No, nothing!”
Seeing his awkwardness, Yami couldn’t help but tease him again: “… Is it possible that you’re thinking of some erotic image… of a ‘perverted school nurse’?”
“How, how could I do something like that? I’m the school nurse, anyway! …”
“But there’s something suspicious about your eyes staring at my breasts!”
“I, I, I, I wasn’t looking!”
“Just kidding you!”
With one word that left the real person speechless, Yami stood on the starting platform and leapt in, the clear water stirring up a splash.
“Oh…” In that position, the real person was so mesmerized that he forgot for a moment that Yami was a woman.
A few seconds later, Yami poked her head out of the water. It looked even more delicate and beautiful against her water-soaked hair.
“Are we going to start measuring now, now?”
“Not yet, just wait a little longer, let me get used to the water temperature first.”
Yami replied as she flicked aside the hair that showed her swim cap. The action made Makoto blush, and Makoto noticed it herself.
Then, he thought: “But am I having a nervous breakdown? Or am I simply shy?) Unlike the usual feeling of excitement – the feeling of being rational even though his heart is racing – this feeling confused the real person.
Suddenly, Yami spoke: “… Doctor, you and Jiho seem to be very close.”
“Huh?”
“I heard from Shiho that you two used to talk on the roof.”
“Ugh, you two have become friends?”
Makoto’s eyes widened in surprise. Was that what Shiho was trying to do for his friend when he talked about Yami the other day?
However, Yami had a different view: “If we had met earlier, we might have had a chance to become good friends. But we’ll be separated in two weeks, so there’s no time to cultivate a friendship.”
“Ah, yes… you’re graduating next month…”
But before he could tell Yami what he thought, Yami spoke up, “By the way, Doctor, what do you think of Shiho?”
“How… a good girl…”
Shiho only transferred here this month, which means that Shiho and Mami have only met for a month. It was true that there was no guarantee that they would be able to get to know each other’s personalities in such a short period of time. However, Makoto thought that it wasn’t completely impossible.
Makoto doesn’t understand the meaning of Yami’s question.
Seeing this, Masami immediately added, “I’m asking you, what kind of woman do you think Shiho is, in terms of being a woman?”
“Being a woman? What the hell are you trying to say?”
The unexpected question made the real person feel a little weak: “I’m the school nurse, she’s a student, that’s all…”
“But graduation is next month isn’t it?”
“This girl and Shiho have only been deeply involved for a month, and like you, you only have a month left as school nurse and student between you and Shiho.”
“You’re right, but…” Makoto nodded, then he asked her curiously, “Why do you keep asking this question? My relationship with Shiho can only be described as ‘friends on the roof’…”
Yami answered him with an unhappy look on her face: “… I ask questions whenever I feel like it, and I ask why! It’s none of my business what your relationship with Shiho is! Do you have any more questions?”
“No, no, no more…”
(Why so angry?) Makoto was overwhelmed by her power. Compared to when he first arrived, his “chronic problems” had improved, but women were still a mystery to him.
“If that’s okay, you can time me.”
Yami shook her head gently to drive the unpleasantness away as she tried her hardest to urge the real person on with a cheerful voice.
“Ah, ah, I know.”
Makoto slowly took the pre-prepared meter in his hand, but… “Strange?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Ah, it’s okay, there are so many buttons, I don’t know which one is start and which one is reset…” said Makoto, pushing the buttons on the side of the code table in a haphazard manner. Then he said with some confusion.
“I’ve never used this, so I don’t know how to…”
Hearing the irregular electronic sounds, I knew he had pressed the wrong one.
“I can’t stand you… Don’t press it, let me see. I’ll teach you!”
Impatiently, Yami returned to the pool and climbed half the stairs to stand there with his hand outstretched. But for Yami to make a point of teaching him how to use the code watch, the real man said he wouldn’t do anything that humiliating.
“Ah, no, no, I’ll just press it myself!”
“What are you talking about?… Oops, you’ve pressed all the wrong buttons!”
A real person who doesn’t want to be taught, and an impatient Yami. One in the middle of the water, the other outside the pool, the two go so far as to pull each other over a small yardstick.
Suddenly, the two lost their balance. Their arm strengths were similar, but Makoto’s footing was unsteady and she lost her center of gravity when Yami pulled her.
“Show me!”
“Hey, hey, stop pulling… wah, wah, wah, wah!”
“Huh!?”
“THUD!!!”
The ending is that Makoto falls into the water with Mami standing on the stairs in her clothes.
“Doctor, doctor?” Yami surfaced immediately, but it took an extra ten seconds for the real person to surface.
“Woah… hoo! Hoo… hoo, hoo…”
“Is everything okay?” Yami looked worriedly at the real person.
In contrast the real person was covered in tears, not because of Yami’s worried eyes of course, but because he had drunk most of the water.
“Why is it okay?… Look at how wet it is! …”
“The school nurse needs to exercise once in a while!”
“It’s too much, I can’t stand it! … ah ah ah!” It was rare for him to protest, but before he could finish his sentence, the real person screamed and then didn’t move like a plaster elephant.
Seeing his behavior, Yami also became uneasy: “Why… all of a sudden, with your mouth so wide open, like a goldfish…”
“No, no, no, that… that… is…” the real person couldn’t speak, so he had to use his trembling right hand finger to compare to Yami.
“What are you trying to say?” Yami looked down curiously.
In the same instant, Yami’s entire body stiffened in shock, just like the real person.
“a… ah…”
Her ample breasts, which should have been encased in a swimsuit, had somehow escaped. Beautiful white breasts with pale pink nipples that wobbled with drops of water dripping from them.
When Yami raised her head to meet the real person’s eyes, “┅ohh A. A.!!!” Deafening screams shook the walls and the roof.
So loud that the real person finally regained clear consciousness.
“Why, why, why, why are my boobs running out!?”
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, sorry! Dai, Dai, it’s probably because when I fell into the water, my fingers accidentally hooked onto your shoulder…”
“Look what you did, you pervert!”
“I’m sorry! But, but, I didn’t mean to…”
“That’s enough, get out of here!”
“Yes, yes!”
Yami talks to him loudly and then sinks his body below the neck into the water while the real person climbs into the pool in a panic.
“Anyway, I’m sorry!” Makoto kept apologizing and then was about to run out as if she was fleeing when she was suddenly stopped by Yami.
“¡¡Wait, wait!”
“What?”
“The stuff that’s sitting on the chair by the pool, you take it!”
Makoto looked at her and picked up the chair.
It was a small box wrapped in coffee-colored wrapping paper and embellished with a pink ribbon. One look at it from the outside and you could imagine that it was something not cheap inside.
Suddenly, today’s date flashed through the mind of the real person who was still confused about the cause and effect.
“Ah… yes, today is Valentine’s Day, February 14th, a day that has nothing to do with me, and I’d forgotten all about it.”
Yami added angrily, “… favors chocolate! Favors!”
February 14th – Valentine’s Day.
On this day on the campus of the girls’ high school, the sky was full of chocolates flying around. There were chocolates for male teachers, and chocolates for male students from other schools who deliberately approached the school. There were also chocolates given from girls to girls – from sisters to sisters, from classmates to classmates – to each other.
It was only after receiving the chocolates from Yami that I remembered this day. The real person had received dozens of chocolates in the hours before the lunch break.
“… It’s the first time in my life that I’ve received so many chocolates! …” Although the real person was very touched, he thought that maybe it was because he was the youngest boy in this school.
That being said, he wasn’t hated and received Choco Dai to be correct. Receiving that many chocolates means that the school nurse, Kawasaki Makoto, is also very popular with the female students.
But it’s not an unconditional delight.
Spike grabbed him from behind, “Eat the chocolate, big brother!” Without even asking him, he shoved the chocolate into his mouth, causing him to almost gasp.
Tae, on the other hand, slammed the checkered chocolate at him head-on: “Can’t even catch chocolate!”
Being laughed at.
Once back in the health room, the chocolates had piled up on the table, accompanied by cards addressed to the ‘perverted school nurse’, not the least of which was someone who had written, “Perverted school nurse, I’ll send you whatever you like!” And so on and so forth with gorgeously wrapped gifts that left the real person’s mouth wide open.
“So, Valentine’s Day is a big deal for girls that age!”
During a lunch break, Misato happened to sit with a real person in the cafeteria, and Misato thought back to her student days.
“Dr. Kawasaki may find the nickname “Perverted School Nurse”, a bit unavoidable, but it’s another way for students to express their affectionate goodwill towards you.”
“There is such a thing…” the real person looked like he couldn’t understand and continued to eat his clear soup noodles.
Makato went on deliberately, “Take that accident that touched Yami’s body, she’d rather cause a sexual harassment ruckus than rush off to tell her dad to fire you, so I guess you’re lucky.”
The real man’s skin smiled, and he doubted it was any fun.
(Calm down, you can’t act happy now…)
Makoto felt the piece in his arms through his white coat. It was the chocolate Makato had given him a few minutes ago.
“Two weeks to go, get your ass in gear!”
The chocolates received with her gentle voice really made the real person happy.
(Sure enough receiving chocolates might be kinda fun.) Makoto thought to himself as he nonchalantly accepted Makato’s chocolate.
“`… ah, sorry. Thank you, Makato-sensei.” Without hesitation, he headed for the roof.
“Shiho’s going to send me chocolates today, too, I think!” Makoto muttered carelessly.
At this point, Makoto hadn’t realized that he was expecting chocolate from Shiho. If he had noticed, he would have had a more sensitive reaction when Yami asked him that question at the indoor pool.
“What do you think of Shiho?” Yami’s sixth sense picked up on something that the real person herself hadn’t even realized yet.
What he noticed was──as he approached the physics and chemistry classroom, a strange smell filled the air.
“Huh? Ahem… a strange smell, not sweet like chocolate… but kind of like lavender, I’ve never had that before… Huh?”
Then his body started to move on its own without his conscious mind.
“What, what’s going on? How come the body is moving by itself! What the hell is going on?”
As if it were a failed manufacturing operation doll, the real person’s body walked clumsily towards the physical and chemical classroom, completely unaware of what had happened to his body.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Stop, stop, left foot, right foot, stop!”
No amount of struggling would help as the real person’s body opened the door to the science and chemistry classroom and walked in. As soon as he opened the door, the choking smell surrounded his entire body.
“Wow! It’s horrible… The room smells like this.”
Looking around the room, the real person was shocked — the curtains were all drawn down, and the inside was almost invisible. There was only a faint light on a table by the wall, illuminating the surrounding area.
“Isn’t… isn’t that an alcohol lamp?”
On closer inspection, the flask was being heated on the alcohol lamp, and the flask was filled with a strange liquid, the gas from the evaporation of the liquid spreading out in all directions.
“Why is that vapor so strange? ….”
As I continued to look, the narrow table was filled with test tubes, beakers, and triangular flasks. It was as if the medicines placed inside these containers were meant to be used to create this strange smell.
“Who and why is doing this here? What’s the connection with my body walking here uncontrollably… strange?”
Feeling incredibly real, his body took off again, and his arms and legs could move according to his consciousness again. Pay attention to it, at some point, had gotten used to the flavor.
“Is it possible that… is it this smell that made my body lose its freedom, and when my nose got used to it, my body got used to it as well?” Makoto hypothesized inside the darkened physics and chemistry classroom.
Suddenly he heard a fumbling voice: “Prince…”
“Wha… wow!” The real person who was attracted back by the sound couldn’t help but exclaim that there was someone standing right behind him.
“Wh… When did you stand there? How… why don’t I know?”
He saw a pair of glasses that felt thick, reflecting the creepy light of an alcohol lamp.
The owner of the glasses – a female student here – folded her arms in front of her chest and looked very excited: “Great… the prince… is really, really here.”
“King, Prince, is it me?” Being called a prince, the real person was a bit confused.
But the maiden continued regardless, “It is fate that the White Prince descends into the dark abyss to rescue the Princess. Ah… ah… just as today’s astrology predicted.”
(White coat… Which doctor doesn’t wear a white uniform? (Pull down the curtains. Of course it’s dark!)
As Makoto desperately tried to explain the words that were out of touch with reality, the name of a schoolgirl came to mind, and without thinking about it, he called out her name to the young girl.
“You’re… Noriko! You’re Noriko Ichiya, right?”
Hearing the real person call her name, the girl became more excited: “Prince, you even remembered my name, ah, all this is the guidance of angels!”
Noriko Ichitani – is a first grade student.
The lights are dim now, so I’m not quite sure, but the real person remembers that she had long hair and wore glasses with thick lenses.
Makoto had only met her a few days before, when Noriko had fainted and been taken to the health room due to anemia. When she regained consciousness, her eyes gazed at him with a spring in her step, causing him, who had hyperventilation, to become even more nervous.
However, the real person never dreamed that he would be enriched by others as a “white prince”.
(Astrology, angelic guidance… This girl, she’s a metaphysician?) Makoto guessed.
Regardless of whether the guess was right or not–it didn’t take long for Noriko to announce the answer herself, proving that the real person’s guess was correct.
“Skipping class to create the ‘Pill of Seduction’ for dream girls is finally worth something!”
“Tempting, seducing… depriving me of the freedom of my body, is this the smell!?”
Makoto, who had little interest in metaphysics, didn’t want to negate Noriko’s personality, it was just that he didn’t want to be associated with this bizarre metaphysics.
However, Noriko didn’t let him off the hook so easily: “Ah, it’s great, isn’t it? Just as I thought, the prince and I were united a generation ago, and it’s karma’s destiny that we meet now!” At some point she grabbed Makoto’s hand and continued excitedly.
(It has nothing to do with past life karmic reincarnation, it’s because you’re using a strange drug, isn’t it?) Makoto wanted to protest, but at that moment, a bigger question arose in his mind.
“¡Ó Where did you learn how to make that dangerous medicine?”
If one was not careful, and used any illegal drugs, or used to concoct something strange, it would have unmanageable consequences for the metaphysical girl in front of her, and then there would be trouble.
“Could it be, you’re using medicines related to medical treatment? …”
“Not at all!”
Well, thank God it wasn’t.
Only, again, this answer made the real person even more uneasy.
“It’s a recipe left on an astrological message board in the next town over.”
“¡¡How could you make medicine from that unknown source!”
Noriko didn’t mind the real person’s anger at all: “Don’t worry, come on, look!” She said as she picked up the flask on the table.
The flasks contained a liquid that was neither green nor teal and looked very toxic.
“Look, what a mysterious color!”
“If you don’t heat it, it won’t smoke!”
“Don’t worry, as long as two people who love each other smell this together, both of them will be in a good mood and then they will be happy and joyful together!”
“It’s too, too much!”
“Come, Prince, let us smell this rich and fragrant odor together!”
“I don’t want it, I’m not going to smell it! Put the flask down now!”
“Don’t worry, this medicine has just been concocted, so there are zero victims so far!”
“What are you, what are you, what are you babbling about?”
Noriko brought the bottle between the two while Makoto tried to put the flask back on the table.
It was in the midst of the brief tug of war between the school nurse and the student that something unexpected happened.
“A… ah!” The flask knocked over from Noriko’s hands, spilling a large amount of the liquid inside onto her.
“Ah… I’ve specially prepared the medicine…”
“Hey, hey! This is the time for you to talk smack!”
“Ah, ah?” The liquid began to corrode Noriko’s clothes, and there was smoke.
“Danger, danger!” This time the real person really panicked. The uniform was dissolved in an instant, and if it touched Noriko’s skin–it wasn’t as simple as a burn!
“Quick, quick, take off your clothes first!!!” He desperately ripped Noriko’s clothes off.
“Ouch! Prince, why are you so rude!”
“Not the time for nonsense, in case of an injury, it’ll leave a big scar, don’t you know?”
“But, but, I have chocolates in my pocket that I want to give to you, Prince, or chocolates mixed with an amulet!”
“You take that kind of Buncey and mix it into chocolate?”
Between the pandemonium, the real person took off Noriko’s clothes. A large hole broke where it had been corroded by the liquid, and it turned purple-black around the hole.
(I can’t believe it’s come to this… if the skin is eroded… the consequences will be unimaginable…) The real person shivered in disbelief.
(There’s no way to explain what this is in terms of a chemical reaction, is there? What kind of strange power is it? What is that mysterious formula?)
No matter what, we can’t use such dangerous things anymore…
He continued to ask Noriko: “Noriko…”
In an instant, Makoto stopped breathing. What was seen in front of the shocked Makoto was──Noriko’s half-naked appearance.
No bra, only a mint green panty was left on her body, which was rather more eye-catching, and it was so harsh to see a real person.
Makoto’s mouth dried up in surprise, and even his voice became hoarse: “Yes… yes… when the clothes are taken off, you become naked…”
Bullshit.
Only, he prioritized saving lives, so he couldn’t care less.
However, Noriko completely misunderstood what the real person was saying: “Ah, Prince… you’re so active!”
“Main, active?”
“It must have been the angel of love whispering in the prince’s ear.”
“・・・Who, what did you say?”
“The angel of love who brought me and the prince together with a durable red thread.”
“…” The real person wanted to retort to her, but since he was afraid to look at her naked body squarely, his tongue was not working.
“It’s finally… the time for me and the prince to unite!”
Noriko slowly approached while the real person took a step back.
“What ‘finally’, I haven’t even dated you yet!”
“But love transcends all time!”
“Talking about love, how can I talk about love when I don’t know you at all?” Makoto exclaimed, and by chance, seeing Noriko’s clear eyes through his glasses… he would still blush.
(If, if she, if she took off her glasses, she must be a great beauty… just too eccentric in character!)
“Prince, how many children do you want?” Noriko, her hands covering her chest and her cheeks flushed, asked a powerful question.
“People want a boy and a girl named Angel and Heavenly Girl, mmm!”
“It’s not even married yet, and you’re skipping steps to talk about children’s names!”
Hearing the school nurse’s words, her voice rose an octave with joy: “That’s right! The first step is to get married! Come, my prince…”
“I’m not going to go, anti, anyway, I’ll lend you my clothes for now!”
“Huh? Prince, you like to play cross-dressing? But the prince is a white prince after all, and I’d be troubled if you asked me to wear your clothes!”
“Where are you going with this!”
“Uh… Prince, don’t be shy!”
“It’s not that way! Give me a break!”
It ended with the real person taking off his white uniform and rushing out the door.
“Don’t leave me behind, Prince! If I miss this chance, then I’ll have to wait another fifteen hundred and thirty-two days yeah!” Noriko’s last call stuck firmly in his ears.
“If you were more normal, the opportunity would be there every day!”
Makoto muttered tiredly, then headed back up to the roof. There was only a little bit of time left before the end of the lunch break.
“…Maybe, Shiho is still waiting for me!” As soon as Makoto thought of this, he naturally continued walking up the stairs.
Soon, reach the roof.
“Shiho, are you there?” A gentle call to see, but there was no response.
Looking around, there was no sign of her.
“Has she really gone back, or did she not come up at all?” Makoto pondered, but suddenly his expression and tone changed: “… She doesn’t have to come up here every day, so what am I thinking?”
Feeling funny about his thoughts, the real person laughed bitterly. Suddenly, he saw something. In the place of the armrest, there was a small object wrapped in wrapping paper, casually placed there.
“Who was it, who dropped the chocolate here?”
Makoto subjectively decided that it was chocolate, and he slowly picked the object up, then determined that it really was chocolate. It was only the sight of the card tied to the bow that doubled his surprise.
“TO: Dr. Kawasaki.”
“Who is going to send me?”
Then he opened the card as if nothing had happened, and the words inside surprised him even more.
“I’ve been meeting with the doctor lately, and it’s becoming more and more painful, so I’m afraid to take it to you in person, so I’ll have to send you chocolates in this way, so please forgive me for my cowardice.
I’d be happy if, you take it.
I’m sure Dr. Kawasaki will be on the roof today–
Shiho.”
“Jiho… what’s going on?”
Makoto stood on the roof for a while, still puzzled. With his comprehension, it was really hard to see what the card meant. Why give me chocolate if you hate me? If you like me, why don’t you bring it to me in person?
If real people had the ability to foresee, or had experience in relationships, they might have found the answer quickly.
It’s just a shame that he has neither of those abilities.
“What should I, what should I do…” the real person looked up and asked the sky.
The bell for afternoon classes reached his ears.
(Chapter 5) Piano aside
The opportunity began with nothing more than coming to the same school on the same day.
Mukou Shiho, who was becoming more and more important in Makoto’s mind every day. Makoto had felt it ever since he had read her card on Valentine’s Day, because Shiho hadn’t come up to the roof since that day.
(Why? What was Shiho thinking?)
Any real person with little intuition could guess that Shiho was avoiding him. But why was she suddenly avoiding him?
“It wouldn’t be so sad if I knew why!” Makoto sighed alone in the health room.
There are no students coming to see the clinic right now, so the real person is putting together some information. However, the work has been going very poorly. Shiho’s image kept appearing in his mind, so he had no choice but to pause the work at hand for now. As a result, the work that should have been completed today was still slowly continuing until after school.
“I really don’t understand why she had that attitude when she met me down the hall. What exactly is the explanation?” What was hurting Makoto’s mind was what happened after class yesterday.
He spotted Shiho in the hallway with her backpack and immediately drove forward to call her, while she just gently bowed her head as if troubled.
“Thanks for the chocolates you gave me last time!”
Shiho just looked at the ground in the face of a real person in high spirits.
“I’m glad you took it.” Shiho replied in a small voice, and then──”Sorry, I have things to do, I’ll leave now.” Shiho jogged away.
What Makoto found strange was that Shiho’s expression at that time seemed to be lonely and looked sad.
“Why are you looking at me with that expression? I hope it’s not because you hate me…” No matter how much Makoto tried to use his brain, he still couldn’t come up with an answer. Increasingly annoyed, Shingon – he had to leave his seat.
“Ugh! The work will never be done until this is resolved!” He walked out of the health room and took a walk around the campus, intending to switch his mood.
Since it was Saturday, there wasn’t much in the school. It was also quiet down the hallways, and the atmosphere wasn’t quite the same as it normally would be.
“By the way, my probationary period here ends in ten days…” The real person thought of this matter when he was walking from the second floor to the third floor.
For the first time since his arrival, Makoto sighed so. On the verge of overcoming his hyperventilation disorder, which was also the time for him to leave the place, Makoto could not hide the loneliness in his heart.
“A place where one would never want to come at first to death… The human psyche is really strange.” The real person could not help but laugh bitterly at his strange transformation.
“D… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d…. d… d…”
“Huh? …”
Suddenly there was the sound of a piano playing.
“┅Yes, there’s a music classroom around here.” Makoto remembered the school’s location.
“D… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d… d…”
You can hear the beautiful melody from afar, but it is incredibly sad. It should not be a sad song, some lazy Western melodic Jin, spread in the listener’s chest.
“Shati…” The real person named one of the classical music composers he used to indulge in during his college days.
“Shakti’s tune, I think. It’s a bass tune…”
The well-known Achille Claude Debussy and Maurice Ravel were the first French composers to establish the “Impressionist” era in the history of music.
Chatty was quite active before they became famous, also as a French composer. As if foreshadowing the emergence of Impressionist music, his emotion-suppressing melodies had taken the world by storm. However, the presence of Chatty’s compositions in an all-girls high school music classroom was a bit of a misnomer for the real people.
“If a girl, she should be playing more romantic tunes.” With his knowledge of music, the discomfort piqued his curiosity.
“Who’s playing it?”
Luckily, the door to the music classroom was not completely closed, leaving a small gap in the doorway. He went to the door and peeked inside — but unconsciously opened his eyes wide.
“Shiho? …”
Shiho was sitting at the grand piano in the corner of the music classroom.
“By the way, she once mentioned playing the piano. I didn’t expect… to play it so well. It’s really comparable to an expert…”
She played the soothing music with her eyes closed mindfully. The view was as beautiful and moving as a watercolor painting.
After about three minutes of playing, Shiho opened his eyes as if waking up from a dream, and a look of surprise slowly appeared on his face.
“Ah… Dr. Kawasaki… are you listening to me play the piano?”
“It’s a marvelous performance. Whether it’s the beat, or the staccato… it’s so skillful that it doesn’t seem like it’s being played by a high school student.”
As a result, Shiho’s cheeks slowly reddened as the real person smiled bitterly.
“No need to be embarrassed!”
“I didn’t realize Shiho could play the piano so well!”
“Will? Piano is something I grew up playing, and playing like that gives my mind peace.” Shiho bowed her head slightly.
Why, does it take several seconds to open your mouth and say the next word?
“I… will, in the future, if I can, I’d like to continue playing forever…”
“That’s good! Although I’m a novice at piano…”
“It takes talent to play something as stirring as what you just did.”
The real man’s words had more effect than he had expected.
“Thank… thank you. I don’t even know what to do after you said that…” Shiho’s eye frames suddenly filled with tears.
“No, is everything okay?” Makoto worriedly pulled a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Shiho. Shiho confiscated it and continued to sob.
“I’m… sorry. Recently, when I think about you, my mind can’t be at peace… I probably mistook you for the person in my memories…”
“Huh? You mean…”
Shiho once said that the only memory she has of being here– the boy who gave Shiho a handkerchief when she was hurt as a child–
“Maybe I overlapped your memories with mine…”
I don’t know if he noticed, but this was the first time he had ever called Shiho by her name so naturally. Shiho’s expression suddenly grew shy.
“Ah… Yes, I’m sorry…”
“┅┅”
“I’m sorry for saying this to you all of a sudden…. The doctor meets with me often because I’m a student, and I was capricious…”
It was rare that she could explain so much, and the real person could see that her heart was in the right place.
And that’s when it happened.
(┅・・Why is Shiho’s heart fluttering? It’s hard to believe that it’s for me!) Makoto’s heart floated along with it.
Quickly determine the question in your mind.
“No,… it’s not like that…” it was hard for the real person to squeeze out a sound to deny her statement.
“I’m an ordinary person too… Apart from my duties as a doctor… I also have feelings and desires… I’m spending time with Shiho as an ordinary person…”
“No, don’t say anymore…” came Shiho’s weak voice.
“If you say that, I’ll take it seriously…” Looking at her on the verge of tears, the real person’s heart was tangled in a knot.
(Why is it so painful! Did I do the same to Shiho…!) He couldn’t answer the questions that ran through his mind. If he had to explain it──it was the feelings of a real person.
“… Shiho!”
“A…?”
By the time he realized it, Makoto had a hold on Shiho, who was sitting in a chair.
“Doctor… doctor?” Shiho’s surprised voice dismayed even the real person at his own behavior.
(I… I’m hugging a girl?)
Instantly, his upper body stiffened and couldn’t move. But──no amount of surprise and dismay could compare to his thoughts of Shiho.
After releasing the tension in his body, the circle of hands holding Shiho tightened. Without uttering a word, the real person just hugged the young girl’s body. Perhaps it was because he felt his true feelings──Shiho finally relaxed.
“Doctor…” came the confused voice that remained. However, his body had relaxed against the real person.
It took a while before the two separated slightly and stared at each other face to face. After confirming themselves in each other’s eyes, the hearts of the people became even more frenzied. Without hesitation, Makoto compounded his lips on Shiho’s as if he was being sucked through.
(How, how did this happen? …) The real person just felt in a trance.
(Have I… fallen in love with Shiho? …) Makoto, who has no experience in love so far, hasn’t realized it until now.
As if to stop time, Makoto kept kissing Shiho and stroking her back tenderly.
“Mmm…” moaned Shiho. Tears streamed down her heated cheeks and dried up all at once.
──After the long, long, deep kiss ended, Makoto slowly left Shiho’s lips.
“Ah… Doctor…” whispered Shiho, gasping for breath.
The look on her face allowed the real person to re-experience the shock that stirred the passion in her heart.
“Shiho! …”
The young girl didn’t resist at all until Makoto’s lips left. Makoto’s switch as a man had flipped by this point, and he unconsciously moved his hands over Shiho’s body.
“Ah… embarrassing…” moaned Shiho momentarily.
However, the body moved only slightly, as unresisting as it had been earlier. She stared at the real person, her eyes like she was saying something.
“Don’t worry, it’s okay…” the real person said this half to himself as well, while Shiho nodded awkwardly.
After determining what she meant, Makoto took a deep breath and lifted Shiho’s uniform up, Shiho’s skin immediately on display.
“Wow… beautiful skin.” Beautiful skin as white as real pearls made the real person fall in love at first sight.
“Doctor… doctor…”
A voice mixed with unease and shyness brought the real person back in a panic.
“Then, then take it off!” Makoto’s low, deep voice.
He unbuttoned the front of Shiho’s bra, and at the same time, the young girl’s breasts came into the real person’s eyes. A little smaller than fellow classmate Yami, but beautifully shaped. Putting his hand on them, he could feel her intense heartbeat.
“Shiho’s heartbeat, feel it!”
“Ah…” After the real person said it, Shiho’s heartbeat beat even harder.
“You also touch my… look.” He guided Shiho’s hand to touch his chest.
Shiho immediately made a surprised sound: “… Doctor, you’re also, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo.”
“Uh…”
“Are… are you also nervous…”
“・・・ Uh-huh.” Makoto nodded honestly, and Shiho smiled as a result.
Her expression immediately changed again, when the real person’s hands began to move.
“Ah!”
“Does it, does it hurt?”
“¡¡No, it’s okay!”
Makoto’s inflexible hands stopped for a moment and started moving again after a short interval. Stroking the elastic breasts, Makoto could feel Shiho’s body temperature. Finally──the elasticity increased, the body temperature rose, and then another touch was felt in the palm of his hand.
“Ah… um… ha…” Shiho’s gasps grew louder and louder, but the real person couldn’t hear them at all, and all his nerves were focused on the palm of his hand.
(Breasts, nipples… getting hard…) The pink erect nipples excited the real person even more.
“Doctor… Doctor… Sang… ah…” As if echoing his arousal, Shiho’s body heated up, and her lips trembled softly as she resisted the unprecedented sensation.
Makoto’s excitement was heightened when he saw this expression he had never seen before. Because he was so excited, he slowly and forcefully pulled Shiho’s body closer.
“Ah…”
He pulled Shiho away from the chair and silently let her lie down on the floor. The sheet music on the piano is scattered all over the floor as Shiho’s shirt hooks onto it, but the two of them don’t do anything about it.
“Doctor…” Shiho gazed at Makoto with her moist eyes, an expression of mixed uneasiness and a sense of the unknown that made Makoto look even more compassionate.
Makoto pressed against her, once again taking her lips, and once again her hands wandered over her breasts.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh! …” moaned Shiho, twisting her body sensitively as the real person moved.
Makoto’s head was blank at this point. Concentrating on savoring Shiho’s lips and desperately playing with her breasts. It took a while for Makoto to get up a little, and Shiho was already panting.
“The… body, the… ah-huh.”
(Did she feel it even with my impeccable technique? …) The real man was half-convinced, but Shiho’s body then told him the answer.
It wasn’t because of the intense exercise; her body was already sweating, and wasn’t that evidence of teenage pleasure? Sometimes you could still see Shiho’s uneasy look as Makoto took Shiho’s nipple in his mouth.
“Don’t… no, I’m sorry! …” Shiho felt shy at being caressed and covered her reddened cheeks with both hands.
But she also forgot to cover her face when the real person swirled the nipple in her mouth with the tip of her tongue, reacting more sensitively.
“Doctor… doctor… no… don’t… ah… ah-um!”
Shiho arched her upper body even more, and Makoto was thus convinced that Shiho’s pleasure was real.
(This, this, this will do…) His lower body was already aching with excitement.
(… It’s a bit too much to ask a girl about something like this.) With this in mind, Makoto silently continued to move with his right hand. The destination – Shiho’s skirt – was lifted up, and his hand went to her thigh.
“Ah…” Shiho screamed momentarily, and Makoto felt keenly that the young girl’s voice was distinctly different from the one she’d screamed earlier, a bit raw.
(Are you afraid? Or… or, do you really not want to?) Makoto’s hand felt Shiho’s thighs pushing.
Feeling carefully, her thighs had tightened shut and her feverish body temperature had suddenly dropped.
Shiho, on the other hand, didn’t say a word, but the real person had found out.
(Shiho, is it because you’re afraid of crossing the… last line?)
“I… I’m sorry.”
“Huh? Doctor…”
“Forget it, don’t do it.” He restored Shiho’s clothes to their original state.
“Why… why…” the Makoto’s sudden movement confused Shiho.
Makoto reached down and helped her up, then patted the dust and told her, “I… I didn’t do what I just did just now to cause you pain.”
“Doctor…”
“I’m glad you were honest with me about the fact that you mistook me for someone from your memories. Yet, because of that, I can enjoy liking you as much as I want because of your memories, or so I thought.”
A pained expression, one that hated his own immaturity.
The idea of having sex with a person right away because you like her is no different from that of a child who does things without thinking – the real person strongly blames himself.
“Regardless of how you identify me, I, I as… Kawasaki Makoto, I am relating to you in that capacity. I’m really… sorry for today.”
“…” Shiho’s tears came to his eyes again.
Was Makoto chagrined at her own behavior, or was it because she──”Today, you go home first!”
“But… but…”
“I’ll just clean up here.”
“Oh, good.” A cloud of sadness clouded Shiho’s expression.
As she was about to leave the music classroom, the real person spoke to her again, “Next time, play the piano for me!”
“… yes.” Shiho responded to him softly and left.
She noticed a hint of a smile on the real man’s face–
(Chapter 6) Showers
“What… are you… going to do?”
Five days until graduation. Shiho, who had been called to the backyard of the school, hadn’t been able to hear the meaning of the words.
“Sh, what do you mean?”
The evergreen tree, still green in winter, towered over Shiho. A classmate, Masami, was leaning against the trunk.
The daughter of the director of this school – because of preconceived notions, it was only now that Shiho dared to speak to her with confidence. And unlike the other students in her class, Mami had a special liking for Shiho. Although they didn’t have much in common, the two would often chat together after class or after school. In less than a month, they learn about each other’s past and future dreams. This is also the reason why he could tell early on that Yami’s interpersonal relationships were troubled.
“What does what mean?” ── Facing Shiho’s confused expression, Yami cast a sharp look.
“That goes without saying… it’s Dr. Kawasaki!”
“Huh!?”
I could tell Shiho was shaken. Images of what happened in the music classroom the other day flashed through his mind.
“You have something you plan to keep from me? It’s okay with me if you want to do that.” Yami’s attitude wouldn’t seem very overbearing. But the question was enough to make Shiho wince.
“The rare friendship I created with you is going to end here, a month of dating at best, and it’s nice to graduate with a good impression of each other!”
“Y… Yami… I…” with his head bowed, Shiho blushed red as the sound of the fountain silently flowed between them.
“┅Shiho, it was nice to get to know you during the last part of high school! So after graduation, no matter what your path is or if your address changes, I want to stay friends with you.”
“So, I won’t hide things from you, I’ll tell you anything. There’s something I want to tell you… I… I like Dr. Kawasaki!”
“What?” Yami’s unexpected sumping made Shiho mentally startled.
“It makes me angry to say it, but you mustn’t tell that ‘perverted school nurse’. And, one look and I know… it’s you he likes!”
“Yami! …” Shiho didn’t know how to comfort her.
“So, Shiho, you need to stop hesitating. If you really like him, you should show it!
Otherwise, you will definitely regret it in the future.”
“Maybe… maybe…”
Although she knew everything Yami said. When she almost had sex with a real person a few days ago, she hadn’t made herself known either─ indeed, it was time to be honest about her feelings.
“But what… what should I… do?”
“Ugh! I can’t stand you!” Yami exclaimed impatiently.
“Shiho, you’re scared, aren’t you? But you know yourself that you don’t really have much time left, don’t you!?”
“Uh…”
“So there’s no time for you to hesitate! If you don’t make a move, I’m going to have to grab Dr. Kawasaki ooh! He’s a famous son of a major hospital, and my father is very interested in him as my son-in-law-in-waiting.”
If you’ve been in the same class as Masami since before, you’d be shocked! It’s the first time that Masami, who has a good demeanor but poor interpersonal skills, has gotten nervous over a classmate!
“Yami, no more exchanging friendships by giving people gifts!”
Makoto’s words made Yami grow up a lot.
“If you don’t want Dr. Kawasaki to be taken away from me, you need to be aggressive!”
Shiho didn’t answer a word of Yami’s arrogant look.
“… Yami, thank you for caring about me so much, you’re so nice!”
“Huh! That, it’s nothing, a small thing, as it should be! Hahahaha! …” said Yami, still a little embarrassed.
Shiho thought to himself, it’s nice to have a friend like her!
The next day, after school.
Makoto appears, for some reason, in the locker room next door to the indoor pool. Yami doesn’t tell her the reason, just that he should come here.
This is no place for a man, and the real person frowned and muttered, “What the hell do you plan on doing by calling me to this place? Do you want me to help her keep time?”
In order to avoid the “breast desecration incident” of the last few days, Makoto is trying to avoid her as much as she can.
“Ah… doctor, doctor…” Suddenly a familiar voice was heard from the entrance.
Makoto looked back, both nervousness and a smile appearing on his face at the same time.
“Shi-chan, Shiho!”
“Hello!”
Shiho, who had appeared in the bathroom, had a much steadier expression than when she had met her in the music classroom. But it was still hard to hide her nervousness.
“…you look much better than before and feel much more cheerful!”
“Really, really?…” she was a little embarrassed to be praised so much by a real person.
Next, after a moment of silence, this time she spoke: “… Doctor.”
“Eh?”
“Thank you, for listening to me and encouraging me so often…”
“Why are you saying this all of a sudden?” A coy smile appeared on Makoto’s face : “I’d be embarrassed to say this to my face!”
“But I just wanted to thank you first…”
“I… I’m just doing what I want to do… haha.”
The scene was silent again, as the two had topics that neither of them wanted to touch, so it was difficult to continue the conversation.
The first to break the silence was Shiho: “So… the day before yesterday, in the music room…”
“What!?” Makoto was a bit surprised, he didn’t expect her to bring up that matter first: “What… what… what should I say? …”
“At that time, I’m really sorry, I suddenly got scared…”
“It couldn’t be helped. You don’t have to apologize for that.” He followed up with, “Besides, it was because of me…”
Shiho interrupted, “I’m grateful to the doctor for taking such good care of me, no matter what I do…”
“What do you mean, it’s two different things!”
Makoto tried to deny her words, but she continued, and Shiho had to make it clear to him anyway: “I actually… really… should really want to have sex with you, doctor…”
“What!?” Hearing her confession, Makoto was dumbfounded. How about it was hard to imagine that it would come out of Shiho’s mouth.
“If… if I’d had a little more courage… if I’d been more honest with myself in the music classroom at that time…”
“Ah…” The scene of that day came to Makoto’s mind.
It had only been a few days, and now I heard this incredible confession from Shiho. Nevertheless, the real person wanted to contradict her: “Even so…”
But then Shiho said the decisive words: “If you do this, you won’t have any regrets later…”
“！！”
“So… please give me courage… doctor…”
Shiho’s face reddened! But, Shiho didn’t care about that, she looked at the real person from the front. For her, this was a mood that she was going to say no matter what. And for Makoto, this minute had put him through an experience he had never experienced before in his life, and Makoto couldn’t speak.
(Jiho also regretted not…)
That day──when his hand went to Shiho’s thigh, her body tensed up. It was probably because she was scared, and it must have been a relief for her that Makoto stopped at that moment! But did she really want him to stop at that moment?
Hearing today’s confession, Makoto realizes that although Shiho feels fear, she would prefer to bond with him sooner rather than later. Could it be that, when he interrupted the action that day, it wasn’t for Shiho’s consideration, but simply because he was afraid that he would be hated by Shiho?
──The real person pondered this question in his mind, unknowingly blushing again.
(I… am so immature… immature as a school nurse… as a man too…) As Makoto blamed himself, he heard Shiho’s tense voice: “Can… I take a shower first?”
Makoto looked up. There was only one thing Shiho meant by that, so there was no need to hesitate; hadn’t he and she both been looking forward to that?
He spoke: “… well, wash first!”
“Doctor… please come to me.”
A few minutes later.
One by one, the bathrooms were separated, and from the first one, Shiho’s trembling voice was heard: “Okay… I know…”
Already completely naked, the real person opened the bathroom door with trepidation. As soon as he opened the door, Shiho, who was drenched in water droplets, was naked in front of his eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because of my anxiety, but my body is shaking as much as my voice, “Are you still afraid?”
Shiho answered honestly, “A little…”
The real person who answered without any artifice was even more sure of her determination. He gently picked up Shiho’s slender body.
“Don’t force it… relax, don’t think about anything…”
Shiho didn’t reply, but just gently pressed her hand on the real person’s chest: “…the doctor’s heart, too, is beating very hard today…”
“Hahaha…” the real person unfolded his smile and then kissed Shiho like that.
“Mn…” Shiho didn’t resist, gently closing her eyes and committing herself to the real person.
The real man continued to kiss the girl under the shower head, then stroked her drenched hair, her neck, her shoulders, her back–
“MMMMM…” the young girl moaned less nervously than she had a few days ago. Makoto stroked her body gently.
Shiho’s body suddenly shuddered as the real person’s hands were wandering to her breasts.
(It’s not a rejection, I’m just a bit overwhelmed…) Makoto told himself, and then calmly whispered in Shiho’s ear, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t cause you any pain…” and then, once again, stroked her breasts.
This time, Makoto’s hand wrapped the entirety of Shiho’s breasts.
“AH…” Shiho couldn’t help but cry out just from this action, looking very sensitive.
Makoto saw this and, with slightly more force than last time, kneaded her soft breasts.
“ah… ah… uh…”
At the movement of his fingers, Shiho tilted her upper body up in excitement, presumably less afraid, so the sensation was higher than last time again.
Makoto tried to whisper in her ear, “Comfortable?”
“Oops! No, don’t ask me… I’ll be embarrassed…”
Then the breasts in his hands gradually became erect. Shiho looked away irritably, but his body still responded honestly.
“It’s okay, no need to be embarrassed…” The real person whispered in her ear while his fingers gently pinched the nipple.
“Ah, ah ah ah! …” Shiho’s moan rose an octave upwards.
She knew she was sensitive even by this reaction, and continued to twirl her nipples with her fingers, and Shiho couldn’t help but claw her hands against the wall.
Suddenly, her expression stiffened as the real person’s hand touched her thigh.
“AH, DOCTOR…” Shiho nervously covered her private parts with her hands.
Makoto took hold of her hand on her private parts, then calmly said to her, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle!”
“┅┅”
“Come on, relax.”
Shiho finally believed his look, and his hand slowly left his privates. The water-soaked pilings glistened.
“Doctor… I’ll get nervous…”
“Why? It’s so beautiful here!” Unperturbed, Makoto slowly wrenched her right foot away.
“No, don’t! …” Being seen in that place for the first time, Shiho shyly covered her cheeks with her hands, her appearance even more endearing to the real person.
“Don’t be afraid… Look, it won’t hurt!”
Makoto supported Shiho’s right thigh with one hand while slowly rubbing it with the other.
“É… still, still embarrassed.” Despite what she said, her expression grew excited and her invocations sharpened.
Caressing her thighs more carefully, the real person’s right foot, which was supporting her, naturally opened up on its own.
“Aaah… Doctor… what’s so hot…” The sounds of gradual arousal signaled the deepening and intensifying of her pleasure.
“Touching it like this will make it hotter…” The real man rubbed his fingers against Shiho’s secret garden with moderate force.
“HAHHHH!” The first time she was touched in such a sensitive place, Shiho couldn’t help but moan, and her knees were shaking slightly because she hadn’t had this kind of pleasure before.
“Don’t move… I’ll make you more comfortable…” The real person caressed with one finger as if he was stroking the petals of a flower.
Suddenly nectar oozed from deep within the petals.
“Ha… first time… so comfortable…” Shiho’s moans grew louder.
Makoto remained focused on attacking that area, rubbing and pinching at times. Makoto thoroughly caressed the rose-colored walls of flesh, and the effects were immediate.
After a while of time, Shiho’s thighs were soaked with liquid other than droplets of water, and a sticky, slippery stream ran from her inner thighs to the soles of her feet.
“Doctor… I can’t stand…”
Makoto saw that her knees were shaking so badly that he hugged her and then slowly pinned her to the ground.
“Here, lie down, be careful not to slip…”
Suddenly…
Makoto’s dick was pressed against Shiho’s secret garden.
“Aaahhh! That… there… hahmm!” Because it was so exciting, Shiho’s voice rose in pitch.
“There… what’s wrong?”
Unable to hear her question, Makoto shifted his body a bit, squeezing his upper body between Shiho’s thighs. The secret garden in front of her eyes twitched and twitched. Using her fingers to pry apart the fleshy walls to see, the pink garden carried moisture that teased Real Life’s desire. The love juices that continued to ooze between them made the real person even more certain.
(My body has relaxed…)
Once again, he pressed his dick against Shiho’s secret garden.
“Jiho… is that okay?”
“Uh… can…”
“No regrets?”
“No regrets, with the doctor, I…” Shiho’s voice trembled slightly. However, no confusion could be heard.
“So, going in!”
“¡¡Hmmm…”
After making sure, the real person slowly enters the strongly defended secret garden.
“Ah… ah..! …” Instantly, Shiho screamed even louder, desperately trying to hold back the pain that ran through her body.
“Just a little more patience, Shiho…”
Makoto held the upper half of the young girl’s body, then pushed hard towards the deepest part of the garden. Although it was already quite wet, it was an unexplored place after all, and the resistance was greater than expected. That resistance grew stronger the more it bunched up, and from the place where the two joined, evidence of virginity flowed out, leaking red into the drain.
“Ah, so hot! So hot! Doctor! …”
Shiho gasped with exertion at the burning sensation of her hymen being breached.
“I also… feel it… Shiho’s place is so hot…”
Makoto felt the heat in her soaked secret garden.
The two held their hands in each other’s. Then the real person slowly twisted his waist back and forth. At first the movement was a bit inflexible, then gradually it moved smoothly, and in the end it was possible to continue the piston movement.
“Aaah… aaahhhh!” With her beautiful body thrown back, Shiho kept moaning.
To the real man’s ears, there were times when he thought Shiho really wasn’t feeling well.
“Is everything okay?” He inquired uneasily, Shiho dripping buckets of teardrops but not asking him to stop.
“No, it’s fine… don’t worry… continue…”
“But, but!”
“It doesn’t hurt… it’s a little hot… it’s slowly getting more and more comfortable…”
So much so that the real person had to continue.
Trying not to want Shiho to feel pain if he could, his hands supported her waist before he continued to move his.
Finally──Shiho’s expression began to change.
“Naru… uhhhhh! Doctor! Doctor!” It was impossible to tell whether it was an expression of pain or pleasure, while at the same time, tightly clamping down on the real person’s dick.
“Ah… so, so tight! There! …”
Sweat kept breaking out on her forehead, and the real person frowned as she felt close to reaching her climax.
A few seconds later, Shiho suddenly let out a cry, “Ah… ah… ah… …it’s coming… something’s coming, it’s coming inside! Doctor, you’ve come! …”
She clutched the real person’s hand with such force that she knew she was close to reaching her orgasm.
“Ah… Shiho!” Makoto accelerated his pumping.
Seeing Shiho’s delighted expression — Makoto wanted to climax with her — Makoto struggled to keep pumping his waist.
“Doctor… doctor… doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor!”
“Ha… Ha… Shiho… …”
“Ah! … I… I don’t… I can’t anymore! …”
“I… I also… don’t… oooh! …”
“Doctor…!”
“Sh, Shiho!!!”
The two of them hugged each other tightly, growling like wild animals! And then they climaxed – the sound of water could still be heard after the shower head was turned off.
（Is it raining outside?)
Makoto put on his white uniform and glared from the sidelines. His whole body was sore and weak, and a feeling of enfeebled weariness surrounded him.
Glancing to the side, Shiho had her back to him and was putting on a red dress.
“Jiho…” the real person called out in a steady voice, “I don’t know if I should say sorry or thank you for being in a place like this!”
“I don’t think you have anything to thank me for.” Shiho, dressed, turned her head and smiled back, “I feel so happy. I’m so happy to feel your warmth, doctor…”
“But did I give you courage? Because you said ‘please give me courage’, so I’ve been working hard ooh!” Because she was a bit shy, the real person deliberately joked.
Suddenly, Shiho’s eyes became serious: “… Doctor, you have indeed given me courage. From now on, I can certainly use this courage to start my new life.”
“Huh? No need to answer so seriously…” the real person laughed a little awkwardly.
The young girl’s dialog made him feel strange : “Then, I’ll go back first!”
“Huh? Not going back together?”
“But, it would be bad if someone saw…”
“Uh… Never mind, you’re right.”
Shiho pulled her scarf and opened the door to the dressing room, then she said, “Doctor, thank you…”
“Â Â Â Â Â Hm?” Makoto’s face changed and became a little worried.
(It’s… a bit strange…)
“See you then!” With those words, Shiho left the locker room.
Makoto was left alone – the image of Shiho just before he left kept repeating in his mind.
“Doctor, thank you…” (There’s… definitely something wrong!)
Soon after, he came to a conclusion: (Why did you look like you were about to cry when you said that?) Makoto rushed out of the locker room, but there was no sign of Shiho. At normal speed, she shouldn’t have gotten down the stairs yet!
“Shiho!”
Makoto rushed down the stairs in a hurry, but when he reached the first floor, he still hadn’t seen Shiho. So he immediately went to the shoe closet to make sure.
Indoor slippers! In other words, Shiho had already left.
“Did she run?” Makoto looked incredulous.
Why did Shiho run away from school?
“Something’s wrong with the way she looks… Shiho, did something happen!”
Anyway, let’s catch up with her first──Real people quickly ran out of the campus.
It was raining heavily outside, a seasonal shower when winter is about to shift to spring. But the real person didn’t even hold an umbrella and ran out of the school door soaked to the skin.
“I don’t think he’s gone far…”
Soon he found Shiho walking breathlessly down the street of stores by the school, holding an umbrella.
“Shiho!” Makoto shouted as she chased after him.
When Jiho heard the sound and looked back, she saw the real person who was soaked by the rain and she exclaimed; “Dr… doctor!
Why don’t you have an umbrella?”
“Regardless of that, I’m going to have to question you as to why you ran off so quickly?” Makoto questioned Shiho directly, regardless of the rain on her face.
“Because…” said Shiho, who wanted to speak.
However, her expression took on a subtle change. Seeing the real person, she worried for him instead.
“¡®This won’t work! Let’s find shelter from the rain first!” She strongly advocated finding shelter from the rain first.
“At this rate, doctor, you’ll catch a cold… There’s a building over there… Let’s go there first to get out of the rain!”
“Know, know!”
With that, the two headed inside the building to get out of the rain.
“Harjo… I should have brought an umbrella!”
“Is everything okay?”
Makoto ignored Shiho’s worried look and continued to ask her, “No, you haven’t answered my question.”
“┅┅”
Shiho’s expression turned somber again, and she looked as if she was thinking about something, but a real person wouldn’t be able to divine enough to know exactly what she was thinking.
“┅I understand, just don’t ask!” He suddenly stopped pursuing the question.
Shiho was about to apologize, but his eyes suddenly saw something.
“Ah… You see, in a place like this, there are toys…”
“Toys?”
She suddenly pointed to the corner of the building–a metal toy.
“It’s… a very old toy… it’s all raw… it must have been thrown away…” Shiho’s expression was sad: “Poor thing… all alone… in this rain…”
“Shi-chan, Shiho?”
She immediately picked up the toy and said to him, “I’m taking it home.”
“Huh? But it’s all loamy, it’s dangerous…”
It was only when the real person tried to stop her that he heard her scream, “Ah!”
“Shiho, is everything okay?”
Jiho answered him with great energy, “Yes… it hurts…”
“So, didn’t I say…” said Makoto, checking Shiho’s wound: “…it’s no good! Your fingertips are bleeding! It’s been cut by a raw Soshi… I have to sterilize it quickly!” Without saying a word, he took Shiho’s finger in his mouth.
“Ah… doctor, doctor!?”
“It’s a bit rude, though.” He said calmly, “However, saliva has antiseptic properties, so for the time being, we can only…”
It took a few seconds before Shiho’s fingers left his mouth.
“… well, that’s probably enough… after the bleeding stops, we’ll just put medicine on it…”
Then rummaging around on his body as if looking for some kind of bunghole, he finally took a handkerchief out of the pocket of his white uniform.
“That’s all there is now, don’t worry it’s clean, no germs so don’t worry.” Makoto immediately bandaged the wound with a handkerchief.
At that moment, Shiho’s eyes gazed passionately at the real person.
“Eh? What’s wrong? Does… does it hurt?”
“No, no, I…”
“There, that’s OK, the wound is still pretty and shouldn’t leave a scar.”
“…” Shiho fell silent again.
Since just now, the real person had not understood the meaning of her actions. However, he only understood one thing.
“It’s like you to bring home a found toy…”
“N… no…” Shiho blushed, then the real person agreed with her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take it back, fix it, and return it to its owner!”
“Really, really?”
“Um, look, there’s some addresses and names on the back here.”
“Ah, really that…”
The rain had finally stopped and the real people were going back to school.
“So, let’s go…”
“Ah, be careful on the road!”
The two of them waved and then went their separate ways home.
At that moment, Jiho suddenly called out to him: “Ah… doctor… doctor!”
“What is it?”
“The… handkerchief, I’ll return it to you after I wash it. This time… I must return it to you!” A strange expression of puzzlement.
When Makoto realized it, he laughed and said, “No, it’s not a fancy handkerchief!”
“But…”
A few words came to his mind–“stubborn girl.”
“Okay, that’s fine, this handkerchief will be a memento of Shiho and I’s first time, that’s okay!”
“¡Ó Well, then, shayo nara!”
“Watch out!”
Shiho walked back down the store street where the rain had stopped, and Makoto watched her until he couldn’t see her — but there was still some regret in his heart.
“… In the end, it still didn’t come out why on earth she ran away!”
It’s really very simple man.
(Final Chapter) The Day of Departure
“Tomorrow, after graduation.”
February 28th. The day before the graduation ceremony and the last day of Makoto’s probationary period. Shiho, who appeared in front of the real person only a few days later, was holding a pink envelope.
“Can’t we watch it now?” Makoto questioned innocently.
“Please don’t read this letter today, make sure you wait until after work tomorrow to open it.” Shiho crosses his fingers again and again before leaving.
“┅Lately, Shiho has been looking so strange!” Makoto cocked her head and went back to the health room, while still pleasantly imagining the contents of the letter.
(What did you write? Even though it’s after tomorrow’s graduation ceremony…)
Tomorrow, it’s Shiho and the girls’ graduation.
The following day, March 1… the judgment of fate – that too, he had worked hard for.
“Congratulations on being officially accepted!”
As if Makato had heard the news from the principal, she couldn’t wait to tell him as soon as Makoto walked into the staff room.
“Mr. Kawasaki, I’m sure I don’t need to worry about you, and I’ll be asking for your guidance next semester as well.”
“Ah, ah, wherever.” Makoto shook Makato’s hand somewhat sheepishly.
“Shake hands”–this simple gesture made the real person feel even more deeply. The fact that he was now shaking hands with people of his own accord meant that he had been completely cured of his nervous excesses.
(It’s hard to imagine what it would be like to shake hands with a woman before entering this school. Thanks to Mr. Manato and the students…)
Think of all the female students involved in his upbringing. Many of them will continue the relationship of “school nurse and student”. Hachioji Hotaka, who teaches about the female physiological period, still asks sensitive questions that make you blush.
Tae Machida, the softball team’s star pitcher, is now training like a demon for the upcoming tryouts. No matter how much attention she pays, she accidentally gets injured again and is often taken to the health center. Noriko Ichiya, who has plunged the real person into an abyss of horror, continues to think of new remedies to create a formula that will allow her to fall in love with the prince. Horror Oh!
On the other hand, the graduates will be parting ways for a while. No matter which way they go, I hope they will do their best. Then–among the graduates, there was one person who was going to walk the journey of life with Makoto, Mukaoka Shiho. Because of her, Makoto’s life has changed dramatically. From now on, she and Makoto will start their relationship as a “couple” again. At least that’s what he thought before Masami Hodera informed him.
“Doctor, what are you doing here?” Seeing the real person who was helping to prepare for the graduation ceremony, Yami couldn’t help but be furious: “This is not the time for you to be doing this kind of thing!”
“What?” Makoto didn’t understand what she was saying and looked at her with confusion.
Seeing this, Yami became a bit worried: “… You, haven’t you heard anything from Jiho?”
“Wh, wh, what is it?”
“I can’t believe it! You’re changing your nickname to ‘retarded school nurse’!”
Makoto wanted her to explain what was going on.
Not only was Yami rude to the real person, but she wasn’t even close to being nice to Shiho.
“She’s not coming to graduation today!”
“Huh… why, why?”
“She’s going to study in Australia!”
“What…?” Makoto exclaimed in surprise, oblivious to the fact that there were many people around: “But, but, but, but she never mentioned it to me!”
“That’s not a reason why I just knew that Shiho had decided to study in Australia before she even transferred here! Even if she likes you as much as she does, she’s still going!”
“Staying, studying abroad… how..! …”
“She’s troubled you know? Because she likes you so much, she’s been indecisive about whether or not to study abroad! You’re the most important person to her, why wouldn’t you know something like that?”
“What do you mean…”
“She really didn’t mention anything to you? No hints at all?”
“Hint, hint…” I was about to retort to Yami, but then the real person suddenly remembered, “Is it the letter you gave me yesterday? …”
When the graduation ceremony officially began, Real was alone in the health room opening envelopes.
“Emergency, emergency… Can’t wait for the graduation ceremony to be over!”
The envelope contained a piece of letterhead and–a handkerchief.
“Huh? What’s this? It’s not the handkerchief I gave Shiho last time. It’s old and small… like a child’s? …”
Taking a look at the suspicious handkerchief, Makoto continued to read the letter. During the time he was reading the letter──Manaka’s face was getting paler and paler.
“Dear Dr. Kawasaki.
Although it was only a short month, it was a period of time that can never be replaced. In the twelve years since that day… I have always received a warm heart from you. The feeling of loving others, comforting each other, and the courage to never back down…
But that was… just… a fantasy that I’ve been pursuing for the past twelve years… that was just an ideal image that I had drawn of the person in my memories.
Without realizing it… I attached my own dreams to you. Perhaps that’s why… you helped me without complaint! But that would always be a problem for you, wouldn’t it?… If I keep trapping myself in my fantasies, you’ll always be bound by my dreams So I’ve decided to leave this place…
At 1:00 p.m. today, I’ll be on a plane to Australia… I’ll be studying music at a school there.
Doctor… Thank you for taking care of me all this time. But I don’t want to be a heavy burden on you. If I could be independent… then…
Shiho.”
“Why, didn’t you tell me anything beforehand!” Makoto gritted his teeth and squeezed the letterhead.
“It’s too cruel to break up in this way!” The teary-eyed real man exploded his emotions in the unoccupied health care room.
“At least give notice, why! I’m not the person you recall…”
Suddenly, he was still. A faint signal came in from the memory center of his brain.
“¡¡Does it!”
Makoto hurriedly picked up the handkerchief inside the envelope, and upon closer inspection, the letters “M.K.” were embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief.
“This… this is my initials!”
At that moment–his memory line, which had been stuck so far, was completely connected.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh.”
“What’s wrong?”
“People get their fingers bitten by puppies!”
“Ah, really, it’s all bleeding.”
“Ouch, don’t lick my fingers, they’re dirty!”
“No, saliva is sterilized… well, let’s use a handkerchief instead of a bandage, and let your mother rub the medicine on it when we get home.”
“Thank you, big brother. I’ll be sure to return this handkerchief when I’ve washed it!”
“That’s all right, it’s not a very nice handkerchief, no need to give it back to me!”
Shadows of twelve years ago came to Makoto’s mind, overlapping with images of what had happened a few days before.
(I… really did meet Shiho 12 years ago!)
It finally occurred to him now that when Shiho had said “people in his memories”, he had been referring to him.
(On Valentine’s Day, Shiho was upset because… she was sure that I was the one she remembered…)
It was because of this relationship that, unlike other women, it was especially easy for Makoto to talk to her──Makoto had finally realized that now.
The hour hand on the clock – it was pointing to the time zone of the traffic jam. Makoto rushed off campus as soon as he realized it, hailed the nearest taxi, and screamed.
“To the airport!”
“Passengers traveling on World Airways Flight 359, please proceed to Gate 5 for boarding. …” A mechanical announcement resounded through the airport.
“Jiho… where are you… where are you?”
In the chaos of the crowd, Makoto desperately searched for Shiho.
“That… there! The flight to Australia, the 4-1-5 flight.”
It’s hard to spot the word “Australia” when real people are aiming for the boarding gate.
“Sir! No going in through there!” Makoto was stopped by airport personnel.
“What for! I have something to get on this flight, get off me!”
But – there was nothing he could do to stop the airplane that was ready to take off.
“Please stand still! Flight 415 is about to take off, it’s too dangerous for you…”
“Let go, let go of me!”
As a result, the Flight Four One Five that Shiho was on took off at the scheduled time of thirteen o’clock, right on time. As he watched the plane fly further and further away, he saw the real person’s expression of hatred.
(Jiho was on that flight… and I had to watch it fly away…) Makoto was already in tears.
“¿… doctor, doctor?”
“Huh?” Unexpectedly, a young girl’s voice was suddenly heard.
Makoto turned her head with a stunned look on her face. Standing there was Shiho, who was scheduled to travel to Australia.
“Sh… Shiho…”
“Doctor! …”
The two stood still for a moment, tears glistening in their eye frames. Then, without hesitation, Shiho jumped into Makoto’s arms, who in turn hugged her tightly.
“Oh… you read the letter early! That’s too much, how can you not keep your word!” Shiho complained while sobbing.
“You’re the one who shouldn’t have, why didn’t you tell me about your trip to Australia!?” Makoto chided Shiho even as he clutched at the happiness she had left behind. Holding Shiho in his hands, he tried even harder to convey his thoughts.
“┅The plane was about to take off, and there had been no way to stop the tears from flowing down my face. That’s when I realized that the most important thing for me wasn’t to study music, but the person I remembered…”
“That’s why you? …”
Shiho didn’t say anything, but looked at him with deep affection, then kissed him gently and whispered in his ear.
“Because when we get to Australia, I won’t be able to give you back your clean handkerchief!”
“Didn’t I tell you? That’s not a precious handkerchief, so there’s no need to return it to me… the current one, and the one from twelve years ago too!”
The two embraced again.
The two stayed in a tight embrace through the chaos of the airport.
“It’s only now that I remember what happened twelve years ago… I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay… from now on… it’ll be possible to make memories with you that belong to us!”
～～”The whole thing is over.