In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant

Chapter 100: Hachikuma and the Answer to Medicine

“Alright, then Tsuburi-san, if you please.”

“Huh?”

For a moment, everyone looked puzzled.

After the commotion of hugs between Kusuri-san and the nurses settled down, Tsuburi-san also joined in the embrace. Once that concluded, it was time for her to help me out.

Up until now, we had been investigating the side effects of the vaccines and other medicines, so it wouldn’t be good to waste this opportunity.

“Are you alright? Physically, I mean…”

“Well, as you can see.”

I directed their gaze toward my groin, where I was standing erect and ready.

It was a natural reaction for a boy who had been in close contact with cute girls.

“Wow…”

A small cheer and applause rose from the surrounding people, expressing their amazement.

“Well then, I’m off.”

Without waiting for a response, I took Tsuburi-san’s hand.

“Take care.”

They saw us off with a look as if they were seeing something dazzling.

~Kusuri’s Perspective

Thud.

The door closed, and I was left in the hospital room with the guard, Hachikuma-san. Hachikuma-san, with her well-trained body and tall stature, was a beautiful woman. Initially, she felt a bit intimidating, but now she wasn’t that scary.

“It’s amazing, really…”

I murmured unintentionally.

“Yes, it’s truly surprising. We are all constantly amazed.”

Such a response came back. Unconsciously, she was rubbing her belly. Even over her clothes, you could see that her well-toned body hadn’t started to swell yet.

“How much was, well, injected?”

I asked without thinking.

“I don’t know the exact amount, but it wasn’t just once. Maybe two or three times, a lot in terms of numbers.”

“A lot…”

I was speechless at that response. It wasn’t about how many times I climaxed, but how many times he ejaculated inside. I wondered how many times that had happened last time.

“Just yesterday, I got an ovulation notification, so it happened last night.”

Before I could prompt her, she continued. She showed the apple watch on her left arm. The accuracy of its ovulation notifications is no joke. It’s relied on for artificial insemination. Nowadays, no one uses the Ogino method by counting fingers.

Without having to track basal body temperature, just wearing it for a certain period reveals the fertile window. It doesn’t get easier than this.

“It’s not certain yet, but congratulations.”

I couldn’t help but congratulate her. Being directly impregnated by a man is like a girl’s dream or something like that, almost an urban legend.

“Thank you.”

She blushed a little and smiled shyly.

Even from the same gender, it was a satisfied, charming smile.

“Since we’re at it, could you tell me more details?”

I couldn’t help but push for more of the story.

“Is it alright with your work and all?”

She asked with an even redder face than before.

“My work starts after this, so I have free time now.”

And so, I decided to dig deeper.

“Well, thank you for sharing such a good story.”

It was an erotic tale from someone who experienced what is often considered fiction or urban legend about intercourse between men and women. It was truly priceless. Including the hug earlier, it was a truly wonderful day.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

She replied, sounding a bit tired and exasperated.

~Postscript

Hachikuma-san is a serious person, so she can be quite easily swayed when dealing with someone skilled in this kind of storytelling.

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Chapter 101: Checking Answers Part 2 (Kusuri’s Perspective)

“By the way, changing the subject, how many guards does it take for rank S semen?”

“I’m not sure about S since it’s a new rank, but usually, it’s one guard for C, two for B, and so on. For Grandfather Kohaku’s A rank, he was called a national treasure, a treasure of humanity, and was guarded by an entire platoon of the Self-Defense Forces.”

“I see, that’s a large scale.”

Literally, the digits and scale are different.

“Not all of them are constantly around, though. Usually, there are three guards on the surface, not counting the replacements.”

“It’s like the submerged part of an iceberg in terms of population ratio.”

“It’s not too strict because there were guests to entertain.”

“It would feel oppressive with so many people.”

Having so many people around sounds like it would be a hassle.

“And when someone close gets pregnant, they swap out when their belly gets bigger or morning sickness gets severe.”

“It’s like a dream…”

It sounds like a wonderful job just hearing about it.

“As a child, watching from the sidelines, it looked fun.”

But it must be more than just that.

“Sometimes people got carried away, like tackling or hugging with too much enthusiasm. Occasionally, foreign dignitaries would visit incognito, treated as state guests, along with unannounced terrorists. It could get dangerous, and people got injured.”

“So, it’s not a completely kind world.”

“But raising children seemed relatively easy?”

“Because there are many people?”

“All the legal wives are involved, and there are lots of children being born or already born. Playmates were always around, regardless of daycare, kindergarten, or school.”

“Surely, there were many.”

The number of recognized children, official and unofficial, often mixed with rumors, was said to be in the hundreds or even thousands of wives.

“Adults, whether busy or free, could help. Even with exclusive breastfeeding, there were plenty of milk siblings.”

Correcting herself, it seems there were no male siblings despite so many women, which is harsh.

“Doesn’t relying on others get you scolded?”

I was conceived through artificial insemination, so my mother seemed to struggle with child-rearing alone.

“As long as it wasn’t too one-sided, it was fine.”

“What about financial support from the wives?”

Known as sending money through commuting wives, sometimes separate marriages just end with money transfers.

“It was about ten thousand yen per person per month.”

“That’s cheap…”

“But with so many, it adds up to a considerable amount.”

“It’s like a low tax rate.”

Given the number of wives, it’s understandable.

“Grandfather said he could earn his share, so even less would be fine.”

Wouldn’t he even need it?

If he produced every day at Hisui’s pace with A rank, it might indeed be unnecessary.

According to past samples, although Hisui had almost a 100% fertilization rate, Grandfather’s was slightly lower but still comparable, worth tens of thousands per session.

If that’s the case, the amount wouldn’t matter.

“In this world, it’s the woman’s job to support the man, and not sending tens of thousands monthly means you’re worthless.”

“He laughed at those without ability, saying they were hopeless or lazy.”

The subtle difference in nuance made her tilt her head.

“But not taking anything externally would be strange too. It was a matter of maintaining standards.”

“Indeed, enjoying all the benefits without compensation wouldn’t be right.”

“Well, that’s just what I heard from Grandfather over twenty years ago, not about Hisui now.”

“That’s true.”

I sighed, thinking it couldn’t be that easy.

“But one of Hisui’s current wives, Grandma Yata, was the head wife back then. She has the strongest say, so things might follow a similar pattern.”

Hope filled my heart at her words.

“So, if I propose to Hisui?”