“Something feels strange.”
The next morning.
As I got out of bed, I looked down at it in a daze.
All night, I felt an odd breeze through my lower half.
When I checked the blanket in the morning, something huge, like a pole, was pressing against it firmly.
“This isn’t usually the case, even for me.”
Could this be the power of the mating season?
The change wasn’t only below.
There was an unbelievable surge of vitality flowing throughout my whole body.
My body temperature seemed to have risen by about 0.5 degrees.
It felt like I’d downed an energy drink.
A sense of physical confidence kept surging up, as if I could do anything.
“...It’s hot.”
I pushed off the blanket. My body was already warm enough; no need to cover up.
Shhhh.
As I got rid of the blanket, the cool morning breeze helped to cool me down.
Oddly enough, despite my body heating up, my mind stayed remarkably clear.
Maybe my rationality was instinctively suppressing my urges, like a silent alarm.
“Hmm.”
Is that really it?
It was the same when I accidentally stumbled onto Master, and also when I held onto Professor Violet.
Even though I was fine rationally, there were moments when instincts broke through.
Although I managed to hold back... situations kept arising by chance, and I had no choice but to go along with it.
“The temptation was too strong.”
Yes.
It’s not an excuse; it’s the truth.
For some reason, I kept getting put in tempting situations.
Looking back, that’s exactly how it was.
Professor Violet suddenly hugged me out of nowhere, pressing her chest against me.
And then Master, acting jealous of Professor Violet, dressed in a thin outfit, and pulling me into an embrace as if it was nothing.
Yesterday morning, Lina and Danya were the problem, to begin with.
What the heck did they do in bed to leave me so completely drained?
“It’s definitely strange.”
Whether it’s Professor Violet, Master, Danya, or Lina, none of them are the type to act so provocatively or suddenly jump on me.
We’ve been fine until now. And then suddenly, from yesterday, they all started to tempt me?
There are two possible explanations for this weird situation.
First, they have also changed somehow.
Second...
“I might be the one who changed.”
Maybe I got excited over something trivial and lost control.
Looks like I’m not exactly in my right mind either.
Yes, my current state is hardly normal.
It’s likely that I’m too overwhelmed to see things clearly.
“I probably need to calm down a bit... No, on second thought, maybe not.”
Being too calm might actually be harmful too.
The doctor said the same thing.
If I keep holding back, I might explode even more.
For about a week, I should just let it all out as it comes.
“Let it out, huh.”
Luckily, I know a pretty good way.
A way to burn off all this energy in both body and mind.
Let’s properly burn off this vitality bubbling inside me.
Not just a partial burn, but a full one.
Lina, usually smiling, had a clear reason for her serious look.
— If I’m ever staring at a woman’s attractive features, they’re supposed to stop me.
I’d asked all the club members for this favor.
‘S*xual stimuli seem to trigger my mating instincts.’
After much discussion about what counted as “attractive features” — chest, hips, stomach, feet, neck, etc. — we’d agreed that club members would warn me if I stared for too long.
For example, if I find myself thinking about how alluring Lina’s curled fingers looked as she smacked the back of my hand and even wishing she’d do it again...
“Get a grip, will you!”
Danya then steps in, covering my eyes with her small palm.
However, this presents another problem of its own.
Ever since my mating season began, simply catching a whiff of Danya’s scent is enough to set me off.
Though it’s been days since her heat ended, the pheromone scent still lingers on her.
‘My sense of smell has definitely sharpened.’
I barely held myself back from taking a deep inhale and forced myself to open my eyes.
...At least, with my body and mind feeling a bit worn out, I’m not bursting with energy as recklessly as I was this morning.
“Let’s go over the earnings, shall we?”
As today’s event was labeled the “Dessert Research Club’s Giant Fruit Festival”, we naturally charged double the usual price.
Yet, the number of customers stayed about the same...
“Wh-what?!”
Peering over my shoulder, Elena stared in shock at the endless string of zeros in the ledger.
“We’re... we’re going to be rich!”
Indeed.
At this rate, we might actually become rich soon.
“Alright, it’s payout time.”
With the Dessert Research Club doing so well, I raised the members’ payouts accordingly.
Each member was visibly shocked as they held their earnings.
“My... my wallet feels heavy!”
“I haven’t seen this much money since my family went bankrupt.”
“I-I’m fine without the money, Brother. B-but if I get all of this in snowflake fruits... oh no, I’m going to burst!”
Elena’s already thinking about eating it all.
“I’ll make as many as you want.”
Of course, I’ll just give her the rest of her payment in supplies instead.
“You’re the best, Brother Ian!”
She clings onto me, and her small but firm belly presses right into... that area.
‘Get a grip, Ian.’
“Maybe you should... ugh!”
Then Lina and Danya pile on too, enjoying the cash.
With Lina’s chest and Danya’s thigh pressed up against me, I feel my rationality slipping.
“...Hey, you two.”
Aren’t you supposed to be stopping me?!
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After exerting superhuman patience, I finally made it back to the club room.
“...If I hadn’t been completely exhausted, something might have actually happened back there.”
To think I’d be tested like that by the members I trusted.
...Then again, they are partly responsible for this problem.
“Hah. It’s like trusting a cat to guard fish.”
With a deep breath, I tried to calm myself.
But the persistent heat in my lower half... When will this settle down?
“It seems to be getting worse.”
For the next few days, I really hope there’s someone who can keep me grounded. Preferably, someone who won’t get swept up in emotions and can stay rational.
“...A rational person.”
One face immediately came to mind.
Maybe I should ask Silvia for help tomorrow.