In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 93

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I’m typing up the usual work log on the PC. Yesterday was quite something, to say the least. I wanted to savor the afterglow, but in the end, I couldn’t work. I ended up leaving everything to my future self.

So today, I’m swamped with the leftover tasks.

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“By the way, Tsuburi, how did it go yesterday?”

My boss, Kusuri Usagita, is prying for details.

“You watched everything through the surveillance cameras and microphones, didn’t you?”

I retort, wondering why he’s asking now.

“The information from fixed-point cameras differs from what we hear from the person’s perspective. I’d like to hear it before your memory fades.”

He shows no shame or denial. Clearly, there’s no privacy even with security measures in place. Well, I’m writing a report about the whole process anyway.

The dilemma is whether to stick strictly to the facts or include subjective, erotic-like elements.

“You’re just wondering which version is more useful, aren’t you?”

I’ve gotten used to these kinds of jokes. When we first met, I was shocked by the flood of dirty jokes from such a beautiful face, despite being of the same gender.

“Both versions have their charm, but a narrative with subjectivity and emotion is more captivating, don’t you think?”

“I don’t deny such preferences, but…”

Prying like this from a superior feels like sexual or power harassment. If this were with the opposite sex, especially a man, it would be out of line. But between women, it’s essentially meaningless.

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The sound of an incoming work message makes me peek at the boss’s PC. The title flashes for a moment:

[Top Secret] Interim Results of Fertilization Ability Check of Received Samples

“Oh, that’s quick.”

Usagita reacts first to the email.

“Is it the initial division status post-fertilization?”

I check the time. It’s currently 11 AM. When did we get that sample yesterday? I try to recall.

“Isn’t it too soon for yesterday’s sample…?”

The observation period for initial division should be 24 hours. We got the sample yesterday afternoon.

I decide to take a look. The mouse clicks resonate.

“No, it’s from the day before yesterday.”

“Ah, if it’s that one, it makes sense… what?”

[Fertilization status of 100 eggs: 98/100]

The numbers on the screen seem unreal.

Usually, we observe fertilization by adding a drop of semen to numerous egg cells floating in a culture medium, but this nearly perfect result is astonishing.

“It’s not intracytoplasmic sperm injection, is it?”

That would make sense. Even non-motile sperm can penetrate the egg membrane if forced.

“No, it’s just in vitro fertilization.”

“That’s impossible!”

I reread the text with widened eyes.

“Wow, it’s true.”

I groan again.

Is that person some sort of super stud bull or horse?

Typically, sperm can’t penetrate the egg membrane and die even if the egg is right in front of them. It’s a kind of immune defense to filter out subpar sperm, so it’s remarkable if 10/100 succeed.

“In this case, isn’t the 2 that didn’t fertilize more concerning?”

Were those egg cells dead? Or maybe they were collected too early?

No, they should have been sorted beforehand.

“It seems like two or more sperms entered, causing chromosomal errors and stopping division.”

“Ah, I see.”

Those sperm are too vigorous.

When a sperm enters an egg, the egg membrane instantly hardens to shut out others. If the timing is bad, multiple sperms can enter, causing division errors. This prevents proper body formation, leading to cell death by apoptosis.

“The results are so exceptional that they suspect an error and want to test the sample from yesterday as well. They’re asking for the next sample urgently.”

“That’s understandable.”

That person can’t possibly provide samples so easily…

‘Though I can manage a bit more, what do you think?’

They could, huh? They claimed they could, but now it makes sense. That was a bold statement.

Even with these interim results, considering the test results, within two to three days, the person could unknowingly father 100 to 200 children. These fertilized eggs are distributed to the donor and those who wish to receive them. Any surplus is carefully stored in liquid nitrogen at minus 196°C for future use, ensuring nothing is wasted.

Even if one’s own eggs are no good, they can still become a mother. It’s a kind system in that sense. Genetic details are locked away in highly restricted medical and government databases, so the individuals involved know nothing about the specifics.

“Currently, the provisional rank is newly established as S. Depending on the implantation survival rate in a month, a plus may be added.”

“Ranks used to go only up to A, and now even a plus is being added.”

Even the higher-ups must be scrambling.

“Currently, A is vacant, but establishing S right away and adding a plus seems a bit much.”

The late Kohaku’s A rank was the benchmark. If surpassed, creating a higher rank is inevitable.

Generally, C and B are the most common. The quality of sperm these days is really poor.

“That’s a matter for the higher-ups. We don’t need to worry about it.”

As someone on the ground, rank establishment is not my concern.

“What’s the current price?”

“300,000 yen per shot.”

“Wow…”

I groan involuntarily. Is that person in the oil field? Are they producing gold disguised as white liquid?

“So, when the rumored Hisui visits, do your best, okay?”

“Is it really appropriate to discuss such things with someone on the ground?”

I couldn’t help but retort. Though I peeked at the email, it feels wrong to have seen it.

“Shh, keep it quiet.”

“Saying it cutely doesn’t help!”

Despite her age, my boss raises a finger and winks. She’s beautiful, so it looks charming, but her actions are rather concerning.

~Postscript: Reintroduction

Kusuri Usagita

Just turned 29, a beautiful woman who seems serious when she doesn’t speak.

But once she talks, she’s a dirty-joke-telling comedian.

She’s fun to talk to if you’re okay with dirty jokes.

For some reason, the author’s image of her looks like Agnes Tachyon. Maybe because she wears a lab coat?

In artificial insemination, the sperm is injected into the body with a syringe. In vitro fertilization involves placing the egg in a petri dish and sprinkling sperm on it.