I Became a Teacher at an All-Girls Boarding School, and Now the Students and Female Teachers Are After Me~ - Chapter 25 - Miyama-Sensei's Ample Cleavage

Chapter 25 – Miyama-Sensei’s Ample Cleavage

The school nurse came into the nurse’s office. He was an old man, probably around 70. He looked like his back hurt and slowly shuffled toward the bed with his hand on his back.

And I…

I looked down at the blanket covering me.

Yep, there’s definitely an unnatural bulge. Well of course, since Miyama-sensei is hugging me under the covers.

To be more specific, I could feel the soft, lacy texture of something pressed against my stomach, and something else even softer behind it. She had her arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly, so I could feel the sensations even more.

But this was not the time to enjoy it.

Even if I said I was just bending my legs, the school nurse would notice the strange bulge, and that would be the end of me.

“How are you feeling? When Miyama-sensei brought you here, you were in a daze, but you look okay now.”

“Huh? Oh, yes… I feel much better after getting some sleep.”

“I see, I see. That’s good. I’m sure you were more stressed than you realized. I can’t give you a proper diagnosis, but I think you were probably stressed out and your sympathetic nervous system was overworked, which is what caused you to faint.”

He smiled gently at me. I could see the genuine relief on his face. This was the first time I’d talked to him one-on-one—or rather, two-on-one—but he seemed like a kind person. That only made me feel more guilty. And as if to take advantage of my guilt, the blanket covering me began to stir.

Something touched my thigh.

“Haaaah…!”

Under the blanket, Miyama-sensei started to gently stroke my thigh with her hand. The sudden attack made me widen my eyes and let out a pathetic moan.

This is bad…

“What’s wrong?” the school nurse asked, tilting his head with a worried look.

“Huh? Oh, nothing… I’m fine…”

Oh, this is really bad. Even though it was a surprise attack, I let out a sound.

If the school nurse were to pull back the blanket now, I would be completely done for.

I subtly looked at the blanket. It was moving unnaturally. No… this movement can’t even be explained unless I have four legs…

I was in a life-or-death situation, sweating cold bullets, when the old man reached out and touched my forehead.

“You’re sweating a lot… Are you feeling cold?”

“Huh? Oh, no…”

Am I cold? Of course I am… My heart feels like it’s about to freeze and stop.

But what I need to do is to reassure the nurse and get him to leave as soon as possible. To do that, I have to stop Miyama-sensei, who is recklessly stroking my thigh.

“I-I’m fine! I’m completely fine!” I said with a strained smile, trying to look healthy while subtly reaching my hand under the blanket to grab her arm.

But what my hand touched wasn’t her arm… It was something soft and squishy that filled my entire palm.

“Haahnnn~…”

Right after, a lewd moan came from under the blanket.

It’s over… My teaching career is completely over…

I quickly pulled my hand out from under the blanket and covered my face.

It’s over. My dream of becoming a teacher, a dream I had pursued for so long. A dream I had once given up on but finally got a second chance at thanks to my mentor.

I had sworn to become a great teacher to repay him. But now, I’ve betrayed that promise for the most pathetic reason imaginable.

“……”

Accepting my fate after the fatal moan, I slowly lowered my arms and looked at the school nurse with a clear face.

Sensei… I won’t resist anymore. Do whatever you want with me.

But…

“What?” he asked, tilting his head.

“H-huh?”

“I didn’t hear anything.”

“You… didn’t hear anything?”

What is this old man talking about?

I stared at the old man with my mouth agape, completely dumbfounded by his unexpected reaction.

Then my eyes fell on his left hand, which was holding something.

He was holding a thick envelope, and I could see a stack of money peeking out from the side.

Huh? What’s going on?

My mind couldn’t keep up with all the new information. The old man just smiled kindly and patted my shoulder.

“It’s good to be young and full of energy, but don’t overdo it…”

“…Huh?”

As I looked at him, confused, he nodded as if to say, “Don’t say anything more.”

It took a moment, but it finally hit me.

Oi, old man! Are you in on this?!

“Well then, I’ll be going back to the faculty room,” he said, and turned his back to me and left the nurse’s office.

“……”

Hey, old man, you let this go because you were blinded by money…?

I was speechless as I watched the old man leave, but then the blanket started to stir again, and I looked down.

Miyama-sensei was peeking out from under the blanket with a mischievous smile.

“Ryuuki-kun, were you excited?”

“No, I was past excitement and on the verge of cardiac arrest…”

This was way beyond just being bad for my heart.

“What are you doing, bribing the school nurse…?”

“It’s for your treatment, Ryuuki-kun. Being able to stay calm no matter what is the most important thing for getting used to women.”

“Yeah, but still…”

“Don’t you think doing it in the nurse’s office is kind of lewd?”

“No, I don’t.”

How could anyone think of this serious place as lewd?

I was so flabbergasted by her imagination that I was actually impressed.

She then pulled the blanket off, revealing her whole body to me.

“Anyway, it was so hot under the blanket that I was about to overheat.”

As she stretched, her blouse, soaked with her own sweat, revealed her light blue bra.

“Mi-Miyama-sensei!”

I tried to turn my face away from the incredibly stimulating sight, but…

“Sensei, don’t,” she said, cupping my cheeks with both hands and forcing my face toward her chest.

She then spoke with my face buried in her ample cleavage.

“Sensei, are you mistaken about something?”

“M-mistaken?”

“I’m not sweating that much.”

“N-no, but…”

“It’s also your sweat on me, you know? Did you get nervous from being so close to a girl?”

“No, that’s…”

I couldn’t believe it was my own sweat… I was shocked at how little resistance I had. Miyama-sensei just giggled.

“Now, sensei, you’ve worked up a sweat, so let’s go home and wash it off in the bath, shall we?”

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T/N: The power of money, and Miyama-sensei getting what she wants…