Chapter 14 : How’s It Feel? How’s It Feel?

A rustling sound fills the air. Moments later, the palpation begins.

The cool touch of latex gloves sends a shiver through Shangguan He the instant they make contact.

“Relax, don’t be nervous.” Kojima Megumi’s voice carries a hint of amusement, her movements gentle and deliberate. She presses on his skin and muscles with just the right amount of force. It feels less like a medical exam and more like a massage.

“Not a bad physique—pretty toned. Do you work out regularly?” To put him at ease, Megumi chats while running her hands over his body.

“Uh? Yeah, I… I go to the gym?”

“Very good. Exercise is great for physical and mental health. Keep it up—your body’s something you’ll use your whole life, so no amount of care is too much.” Her tone brims with approval as she applies slightly more pressure, her fingertips pressing into his side ribs. “How’s this feel?”

“Tingly.” Shangguan He answers honestly.

“And here?” Her delicate hands slide downward, her thumb pressing lightly into his abs. “How’s this?”

“A bit ticklish.” His face flushes, eyes darting nervously.

Due to their height difference, Megumi has to crouch slightly to prod his abs. From this angle, looking down, he catches a clear view of her figure beneath the white coat—specifically, the snowy peaks nestled in her V-neck light blue sweater. D? E? No, at least an F, right? His thoughts wander aimlessly.

Teacher Kojima’s probably around 1.6 meters, with such a slim waist, long legs, and… those parts so well-developed. Is this what they call a slender stem bearing big fruit? Man, she smells amazing. Perfume? Shampoo? I wanna chug her shampoo—

While he’s lost in his daydreams, Megumi circles behind him. Slap. A cool sensation hits his lower back. Her gloved hands rest on his skin. With slow, deliberate pressure, her voice sounds again.

“Shangguan-san, how’s this feel?” Her warm breath grazes his spine, making him tremble.

“Uh, Teacher…” He swallows hard. “Your breathing’s getting… kinda heavy…”

“I’m wearing a mask, so I need to breathe harder. It’s normal.” Her slender fingers glide downward from his lower back. “I answered your question, Shangguan-san. Now you answer mine.”

“Huh?” He feels her fingers hook the edge of his last remaining piece of clothing. Her firm nails gently scrape the line where his lower back meets his hips.

Repeating her question, Megumi asks again, “Shangguan-san, how’s this feel?”

“Uh, I, this…” He stammers, unable to form words.

But it’s fine. Megumi doesn’t mind. After all, a bug caught in a spider’s web doesn’t need to react much. All prey has to do is stay still and wait to be devoured.

Before he can finish, Megumi moves again. Her restless fingers, still on his lower back, slide forward along his skin, finally wrapping him in a loose embrace.

“Teacher, this—?!” He feels two warm, soft mounds pressing against his back. But what shakes him more isn’t the softness. Her hug swiftly closed the distance between her hand and “little Shangguan He.” And that’s not all—her right index finger now circles his navel, while her left hand rhythmically presses the spot just below it.

In an instant, he feels waves of heat surging uncontrollably downward. Hold on, Teacher Kojima, what happened to “not liking direct contact with males”?! He can’t help but scream internally.

“What’s wrong?” Her voice, sweet as honey, rings out again. “Shangguan-san, feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Tell me, I’ll help.”

“I, this, ah…”

Don’t underestimate his experience with certain films. He knows exactly what’s happening. This is the classic “seductive carnivorous school nurse × innocent high school boy” scenario. He’s crystal clear on what she’s trying to coax out of him. If he plays along and says something like, “It’s swelling down there, it’s so uncomfortable, help me, Teacher Kojima,” she’d absolutely make a move on “little Shangguan He.” What follows would be content too scandalous for mainstream platforms in China—stuff deemed harmful to teens.

Honestly, he’s not opposed to it. In Galgames, hitting a home run in various places and positions is a must-experience feature. He’s mentally prepared for that. But what baffles him is: Isn’t this moving way too fast?!

Outside of purely “practical” games, most well-crafted Galgames gate home runs behind “affection” barriers. Not enough affection? Forget a home run—you can’t even get to first base. But what’s going on here? Teacher Kojima, we’ve known each other for, what, a few minutes? A home run three minutes after meeting? Sounds like something Sakura Subs would translate for an anime adaptation…

No. No, no, no! There’s no way something this good just happens! Even as this world’s (game’s) “protagonist,” he can’t possibly get a free home run right after meeting someone! If that were true, he wouldn’t have spent so much effort raising girls’ affection in his first playthrough!

It clicks. He gets it! It’s a trap! Definitely a trap she’s set!

In Galgames, if the protagonist is a student, “teacher characters” like Kojima Megumi are notoriously hard to romance. One’s a minor, the other an adult, and “teacher-student romance” is frowned upon in modern society. Writers often milk this for drama. So, her current behavior as a “heroine” makes no sense! By his reasoning, there’s only one explanation for what’s happening. She’s probably just teasing him. Teasing a younger virgin is a mature woman’s privilege—and sometimes her downfall.

Teacher Kojima, if you want to test my limits, don’t blame me for testing your depths! Figuring it out, Shangguan He smirks inwardly. A trap? So what if it is? Or isn’t? If it is, he’ll play the pure, innocent boy and come out looking good! If it isn’t, he’ll really get to explore her depths! Heh heh heh!

With his plan set, he pitches his voice high, feigning a flustered, lovestruck tone. “Oh~ Teacher Kojima~ I can’t take it anymore~ Please help me—”

Swish! Before he can finish, her soft, warm body pulls away instantly. It really was just teasing! He feels both smug and disappointed. He was ready to be mocked by the mature woman.

But when he turns, he freezes. Megumi, in her white coat, stands by the bed, not sparing him a glance. On the bed, Suzuki Hikaru, though still groggy, is starting to come to.

“Teacher… what’s…”

“You were unconscious. The impact might’ve caused a mild concussion. Rest well.”

“C-Concussion?” Hikaru hazily glances to the side. “Wait… is that guy in just his underwear a hallucination?”

“…” Shangguan He stands silent. If Teacher Kojima was just teasing him, her “act like nothing happened” routine feels a bit too convenient… Wait, was she not joking?! If Hikaru hadn’t woken up, would he have unlocked an infirmary home-run CG?!

Realizing this, his gaze toward the bed carries a hint of resentment. Damn it! Snow Leopard—no, Suzuki, you ruined my moment!