Creeeak-

"Excuse me~"

Taeyang pushed the door handle and stepped inside.

Cautiously looking around, the strong smell of alcohol immediately reminded him that this was the infirmary.

Someone emerged from the back. Actually, there was no need to guess who it was—it was the school nurse. Who else would be wearing that pristine white doctor’s coat?

"Huh?"

A surprised sound escaped Taeyang’s lips.

He had naturally assumed it was the school nurse, but something about her attire seemed off.

Below the glasses perched on the tip of her nose, her features were delicately clustered together. Her hair was neatly tied up in a bun, revealing a striking white nape.

Of course, it wasn’t unusual for a woman to be a nurse, so he could have easily overlooked it. But the strange part wasn’t her gender.

She looked too young.

She was just a kid, maybe in the upper grades of elementary school. It almost seemed like she was the nurse’s child, dressed up in a costume while the nurse stepped out for a moment.

The white coat wasn’t particularly large, but the hem reached down to her ankles, almost touching the floor if she bent over slightly.

As Taeyang stood by the entrance, lost in thought, the nurse smiled wryly and sat down.

"I am indeed the school nurse. And I am an adult."

"Oh, I’m sorry."

Taeyang finally realized the situation and bowed his head. In retrospect, his attitude had been quite rude.

The nurse, however, waved her hand lightly and responded calmly.

"No, it’s fine. Most people react the same way when they meet me for the first time. I’m used to it now. It’s quite unusual to see a woman in the infirmary, and even more so when she looks this young, right?"

She pointed to the round chair next to her.

"Please, have a seat."

"Yes, yes."

"Hmm..."

The nurse tilted her head, looking at Taeyang’s appearance. Who could he be?

He was in casual clothes, so he wasn’t a student. But he didn’t look like a staff member either, with his blond hair and piercings. He had a rebellious look, but his striking features made even that seem charming.

After pondering for a while, she decided to focus on her job. She could ask for his identity later.

"So, what brings you here?"

"Oh, I cut my finger while cooking."

"Ah, let me see the wound."

Taeyang extended his left hand. The bandage he had hastily applied before lunch was now soaked in blood and tattered.

The nurse removed the bandage and clicked her tongue upon seeing the wound.

"That’s a deep cut. You didn’t disinfect it, did you?"

"No, I was in a hurry."

"Even if you’re in a hurry, basic disinfection is important. Health should be the top priority."

"You’re right. Yes..."

Since he had made a mistake, Taeyang humbly accepted her words. Besides, she wasn’t wrong.

The nurse held Taeyang’s hand and used tweezers to apply disinfectant to a gauze.

Normally, she would have just dabbed it a couple of times, but she disinfected Taeyang’s finger several times, even extending the area beyond the wound.

"Your hands..."

"Yes?"

"Oh, nothing. They just seem very reliable."

The small scars starting from his fingertips indicated that he had been cooking for a long time. There were not only cuts from knives but also burns from hot oil and punctures from sharp objects.

He must be quite domesticated. Whoever he is, his future spouse will be lucky, she thought as she rubbed his hand.

"Ha ha, thank you."

Since it was a girls’ school, she rarely had the opportunity to touch a man’s hand. At most, it was an occasional middle-aged male teacher with a paper cut.

For a moment, she enjoyed the sensation of Taeyang’s hand, touching it for reasons other than treatment. After applying a fresh bandage, their hands parted.

With a look of regret, the nurse asked,

"By the way, I need to keep a record. Who are you?"

Taeyang replied,

"Oh, I’m here for a class observation as a student’s guardian."

"I see~"

Looking at the bandage on his finger, Taeyang asked,

"If you have any extra bandages, could I have one more? These are much better than the ones I have at home."

"Of course. Just a moment~ I was actually restocking supplies, which is why I came out from the back."

The reason she had emerged from the back of the infirmary was that she had been restocking supplies. Having used the last bandage, she stood up from her seat.

In the back of the infirmary, she climbed onto a chair to reach a cabinet. She stretched her left arm out, and at that moment.

Wobble-!

"Whoa!!!!!"

Her body swayed heavily as she lost her balance. The chair toppled, and she was about to fall to the floor. But she didn’t.

In an instant, Taeyang rushed over and caught her just before she hit the ground. Holding the teacher in his arms, he asked,

"Are you okay?"

"Uh, oh! I-I’m sorry!"

"No, it’s fine. You didn’t get hurt, so that’s good."

The nurse, startled and out of breath, looked at Taeyang with a strange expression.

"Um, I’m surprised, but your hand..."

"Yes, oh! Oh!"

At Taeyang’s words, the teacher looked down to check the position of her hands and widened her eyes. In her panic, she hadn’t noticed, but her hands were precisely placed on Taeyang’s chest and crotch.

And before she could even think, she instinctively moved her hands slightly, feeling his chest and penis through his pants.

"Huh?"

"Oh! So, this is...!"

Flustered, she dropped her hands and trembled.

Initially, it might have been an accident, but moving her palms like that was beyond harassment—it was bordering on sexual assault.

Giving up on excuses, she cried out pitifully.

"I-I’m sorry! I’m really sorry! I must have lost my mind for a moment! I’m sorry!"

Surprisingly, it was Taeyang who was taken aback by her sudden apology.

Of course, he knew how things worked in this world, but actually being the subject of such an incident was quite amusing.

"Calm down. It’s okay. These things happen."

At Taeyang’s words, the teacher finally regained her composure. Her face pale, he helped her up and returned to their original seats.

"Teacher."

"Y-Yes?"

Taeyang asked,

"What’s your name?"

"Ha, it’s Ha Seoyun..."

"Your name is as lovely as your appearance."

"Th-Thank you... But I really didn’t mean to touch you like that."

Tense, Seoyun glanced at Taeyang, swallowing hard. He said it was okay, but this felt more like an interrogation.

"Don’t worry about it. I’m actually glad that such a beautiful teacher like you touched me."

At his teasing remark, the flustered Seoyun tugged at the hem of her skirt.

It’s a lie. Her weak personality and frail physique were anything but feminine. No one could possibly like her. It must be a trick to lower her guard. She repeated this to herself several times.

Taeyang, still smiling, observed her closely.

"I’m being sincere. You’re really charming, Seoyun."

"Th-That... I’m truly sorry about earlier. But please don’t mock my appearance..."

Now she was on the verge of tears, her body trembling. It was too humiliating.

Taeyang, who had intended to encourage her, now looked annoyed and scratched his chin.

If she had been a bit less attractive, he would have agreed, shrugged it off, and left. But...

"Hmm. It seems words aren’t enough to convince you."

To Taeyang, as long as she was an adult, that was all that mattered.

"Wh-What are you... Kyaaak!"

He picked her up effortlessly. Holding her securely by the back of her knees and her back, he carried her in a princess-style hold and walked steadily.

The bed in the back of the infirmary was hidden behind a white curtain. He pulled the curtain aside and laid her down on the bed.

"Wh-What are you doing!!!!!"

Even as she said this, Seoyun didn’t try to run away or scream to escape the situation.

Taeyang’s gaze, his mannerisms, his aura—everything pointed to one conclusion. Even an inexperienced person like her could understand the situation.

In fact, it was precisely because she had never experienced a proper relationship that she easily grasped this fantastical scenario. It was like a scene straight out of a pornographic film.

Already excited, she squirmed and crawled to the center of the bed.

Following her onto the bed, Taeyang began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

*

In this world, women typically take the lead in romantic and sexual relationships. The common belief is that a woman needs to guide the situation properly for a man to respond accordingly.

However, not all women are like that.

Due to personal preferences, personality, upbringing, and various other reasons, some women find it impossible to take the lead. Seoyun was a prime example of this.

She could only surrender her body to Taeyang’s movements.

Taeyang reached out and grabbed Seoyun’s slender ankles, spreading them wide. Under her skirt, her white panties were visible. His hand slid up her leg, smoothly pulling down her panties.