Transmigrated into a World of Reversed Roles
Chapterrr 42

I'm very interested!

Or at least, that's what I wanted to say, but then I remembered the surgery.

Yona said I wasn't allowed to do anything like this before the surgery, right?

Biting my lip, my body moved back as Ms. Mizu’s voice tickled my ears.

Sweat was already pouring from my forehead, and the teacher’s sticky hair only added to the suffocating heat, making it nearly impossible for me to speak.

"I... can't do that."

"Are you sure, hmm? If you're interested... I might be able to help you create the Game Club you guys want. Also, isn't this quite big for a high school kid like you? Hehe... It will definitely feel good."

Stop it, Ms. Mizuuuu! Don't touch my crotch!

Her hand traced my zipper, playing with it using her long nails, as if trying to understand the inside just through touch.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

If the one in front of me were someone my age, like Alice or Hina, maybe I could hold back.

But if it’s a mature woman with big breasts?

How could I possibly resist!?

Also, what’s with her sexy thighs? Did she shape them to kick people or to squeeze me?

Damn it, all my dirty thoughts just came pouring out the moment I looked at her.

I swallowed hard.

"My mom... doesn’t allow me to do stuff like this right now."

"How cute. A mama’s boy, huh? But as your teacher, isn’t it bad to keep the beast inside you locked away for too long? You should let it out to play once in a while."

Ms. Mizu leaned in closer to my ear. This time even closer, to the point I could hear the wet sounds of her lips parting as she spoke, convincing me that this was going to be an unforgettable moment.

"Or, should I be the one to help it play?"

Alright.

I know there’s something wrong with this, but... to hell with everything! A succubus has descended from heaven to take my virginity in the best possible way.

How could I refuse? That would be the greatest insult to God!

But if God exists, then so does the Devil who would ruin it all.

Just as my hand moved to touch Ms. Mizu’s chest, a cough came from outside the infirmary door.

"Cough! Cough! Hey, why is the infirmary door closed? My throat hurts. I came to get some medicine."

"U-Um? Ms. Mizu is still busy right now..."

Yuri, who had been waiting outside, answered the girl.

"Really? Will it be long? Cough!"

"M-Maybe..."

Silence.

After hearing that exchange from outside, the heat and racing heartbeat that filled the room suddenly vanished as if splashed with cold water.

My beast calmed down, and Ms. Mizu's smile disappeared. I froze, staring at my hand, which had completely stopped even though paradise was right in front of me.

A heavy sigh came from Ms. Mizu. She straightened her lab coat and stepped away from me.

Losing her touch, part of me felt relieved. But another part felt a little disappointed.

She looked at me. This time, her smile wasn’t like before—it was a frustrated one.

"Ren, it seems like there's a student who needs treatment. So let’s end this conversation for now, okay?"

"I-I understand..."

Letting Ms. Mizu go to open the door, I fixed my uniform and stepped out to meet Yuri.

I quickly asked her to leave the infirmary with me.

Now that my head had cooled down a bit, I tried to calm my still-racing heart.

Though I failed instantly, because every step of my shoes hitting the hallway floor echoed so loudly, it almost startled me.

"Ren?"

Yuri called out beside me. Not wanting her to notice anything odd, I tried to steady my voice.

"W-What is it?"

"... Why are you sweating?"

Touching my cheek, I could still feel the sticky dampness. After thinking for two seconds, I gave an answer.

"... It was kind of hot inside."

"R-Really? I thought it was pretty cool... in there."

"Maybe because I wore too many undershirts today. Anyway, let’s go eat lunch. You’re sick of just bread all the time, right? I’ll share some of mine."

"Thank you...?"

I could still sense the confusion in Yuri’s voice because of how forced my topic shift was. But I had no intention of explaining.

I brought her along to eat lunch. From the outside, it might've looked like I was enjoying my time with Yuri.

But in reality... I couldn’t get what happened out of my head.

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Even after I finished my part-time job, standing behind the restaurant, my fist slammed into the wall with all its strength.

"Damn it!"

"W-Whoa!? What’s wrong with you, Ren!?"

The golden opportunity had come to me, and yet now I’m being restricted from having sex before the surgery!?

I also promised my mom that I wouldn’t have sex until I graduated high school, but... who would've thought I’d actually get approached by my dream woman!?

"Don’t tell me... I’m getting ignored again!?"

Older than me, big-breasted, and even holding the status of a teacher, adding to the thrill of a forbidden relationship.

I know I’m just horny right now, and that Ms. Mizu probably isn’t a good person if I think about the setting of this world. But at the very least, let me experience what I truly want just once!

I just want to seeeeeee—

"Hot!"

Something touched my cheek. I reflexively pulled back and turned to the side.

It was Hina. Wearing her gray school uniform, she held a can of coffee that let out faint warm steam in her hand.

Her long hair glistened in the moonlight. Staring at me, her expression was blank.

"What are you daydreaming about this time?"

"... Gomen, asai."

"Don’t copy me speaking Japanese! And you said it wrong!"

What’s wrong with it? Hideo Kojima himself taught me the language... though I’m not sure what happened to him in this world.

"Alright, my bad. Anyway, why are you still here? I thought you were picking up Alice earlier."

"... I wanted to give you this."

Hina handed me the coffee can. It was hot but tolerable. Still, I was confused.

"Why?"

"Y-You forgot!? I just got promoted by the Manager earlier! I finally got assigned to be a maid tomorrow too!"

Oh... They talked about that, didn’t they? Hina was so happy afterward. 

"Congrats. But you didn’t have to give me something like this. Are you expecting me to return the favor once I get a promotion too? Keep dreaming."

"I just wanted to say thanks! You idiot!"

Being called an idiot by Hina. Is there any greater insult than this?

And thanks for what?

"Whatever. Just don’t screw things up tomorrow."

"I won’t!"

And with that, I parted ways with Hina. The night air was getting colder, so the coffee she gave me helped warm me up.

"Maybe I should start bringing a scarf tomorrow."

As I walked to the station, my steps were slow. Whether I was still thinking about Ms. Mizu or just enjoying the city’s night view, I wasn’t sure.

Passing building after building, until suddenly my feet stopped in front of a certain shop.

... It was the bookstore I used to visit often before. 

Didn’t they sell some pretty erotic idol magazines here?