Chapter 12 – Big・Ex・plo・sion!!

After that, the fitness tests proceeded smoothly.

Watase-san jumps while arching her back like a shrimp during the vertical jump. Fujimiya-san has her breasts get in the way during pull-ups, drawing curious stares from the boys and jealous glares from the girls. Wano-sensei refuses to return the jersey I lent her, occasionally sniffing it and letting out groans of “Nnn!”

Yeah. It’s proceeding extremely smoothly.

“Alright, I’ll be collecting the filled-out forms, so bring them over to Sensei~.”

Then, when everything was over, and I handed my filled-out form to Wano-sensei, she passed me a memo. What is it? Something like “If you want your jersey back, listen to what I say”? That’s what I thought, but written there in small letters was simply, [Thank you for the jersey. It really saved me.]

I see. So this is what they call gap moe. But for someone saying “thank you,” she sure isn’t returning it yet, huh? Well, it’s not cold today, so it’s fine, but still.

Then, just as everyone was about finishing up, a minor problem occurred.

It seems Fujimiya-san had collapsed.

Wano-sensei displayed her teacherly qualities and immediately went to tend to her — it seems to have been anemia. Wano-sensei tried to support Fujimiya-san to take her to the nurse’s office, but it looked tough for a single woman’s strength. Yet no one tried to help—neither the girls nor the boys.

“Sensei, I’ll help.”

“Akasaka-kun…”

Therefore, I picked Fujimiya-san up. Since Fujimiya-san was lying down, I had no choice but to carry her princess-style. Look, we’re at least acquainted, and we’ve talked a little, you know. See, there might be some girls who look at a scene like this and think I’m cool. Or there might not be. If possible, I wanted Ayane-san to see it — but she’s absent, so it can’t be helped.

“I just need to carry her to the nurse’s office, right?”

“Eh? Ah, yeah. Please. — Alright, everyone else, clean up the equipment until the period ends. Make sure you return to the classroom when the bell rings. Sensei is going to accompany Fujimiya-san.”

While walking to the nurse’s office, Fujimiya-san, who had a pale face while being carried in my arms, slightly opened her eyes.

“Leo… kyun?”

No, I’m not. But I guess that’s fine for now. She looks sick, after all. And her body is incredibly soft.

“Akasaka-kun. I’ll open the door now, okay.”

Arriving in front of the nurse’s office, Wano-sensei opened the door for me since both my hands were full. It made her usual crazy behavior toward me seem like a lie — she looked reliable and was acting like a proper teacher. It almost made me think she was a completely different person.

“It looks like the school nurse isn’t here right now. I’ll call her on the intercom, so could you lay Fujimiya-san down on a bed, Akasaka-kun?”

“Understood.”

“Please do. ────Ah, hello. Yes, this is Wano. Could I speak with the school nurse, Miura-sensei? ──Ah, Miura-sensei? You see…………”

…Eh, seriously, who is this? Where did the person who goes around saying “wuv you, wuv you” to her students go?

“Nn, nnn…”

Oops, my bad. More importantly, I need to hurry up and lay Fujimiya-san down.

When I randomly opened a curtain to check if it was empty, a female student I’d never seen before was lying there. Furthermore, the blanket was unnaturally raised and moving around — squirm, squirm.

“…………”

“…………Umm… what is it?”

“No, I’m sorry. I was looking for an empty bed.”

“I see. As you can se…ee… I’m sleeping her…re… s…so… (H-Hey, wait!? I told you not to move!)”

Swish.

It seems the area beyond that curtain has been encroached upon by the world of thin books. A partial teleportation, perhaps? It must be. It definitely has to be. If not, my heart is going to ache.

“There we go. Yeah. This should be fine now.”

I opened the third curtain and finally found a bed with no one sleeping in it. The second one had two girls kissing while lying down, so I quietly closed it. After all, a guy shouldn’t mix into yuri.

Looking at Fujimiya-san lying on the bed, some color seemed to have returned to her face compared to earlier. But she looked like she was in a little pain.

“Nn, nnn… ugh…”

“Are you okay, Fujimiya-san?”

“Nn… Ah, Takuma-kun… I have a little favor to ask — is that okay?”

“What is it?”

“You see? My chest feels a little tight… I don’t have any strength in my hands, so I want you to unhook my bra clasp for me instead.”

You too? You too? What? Is today Bra Clasp Day?

“I’m a guy, you know?”

“I don’t mind if it’s you, Takuma-kun… Is it a no?”

Haa, when she says it with such a sad face, I can’t exactly refuse.

“Alright. Don’t make a fuss about it later, okay.”

“I wouldn’t do that. Thank you.”

“Could you turn around, then? I have no experience with this kind of thing, so that I might struggle a bit.”

“Ah, my bra today is a front-clasp. So… here. You can put your hands inside my shirt.”

It’s Front-Clasp Day today!?

Does this kind of thing actually happen? Besides, Fujimiya-san’s breasts are even bigger than Wano-sensei’s, so I’m absolutely going to end up touching them!

“Okay? Takuma-kun. Hurry up… and come…”

Déjà vu. Déjà vu from an hour ago.

Wh-What should I do about this…

“Alright there, Fujimiya-san? You can’t let a boy do something like that, you know? Sensei will unhook it for you.”

Saved. I’m saved — but Wano-sensei, didn’t you try to make me do the same thing earlier? Even if it was just an attempt.

While I was thinking such things, right in front of my eyes, Wano-sensei slipped her hands inside Fujimiya-san’s shirt.

And just when I thought I faintly heard a snap!, an explosion occurred.

“Yahn!”

This is by no means an exaggerated metaphor.

It really was an explosion. The moment the clasp came undone, her breasts rampaged out — boing, boing, boing, bounce!

Almost as if to say the bra had been nothing but a restraint.

“Ngh… haa… that feels much better…”