Who was that nurse again?

The good news was, you were able to put your concerns to rest over the next few periods.

The bad news was that it was now replaced with the crushing despair of as you faced the reality of the Japanese school system. Whatever confidence you had in your Japanese fluency slowly drained out as you desperately tried to keep pace with the class, your concentration split between listening to the teacher, deciphering the writing on the board (all in Japanese, obviously), and writing your own notes.

This routine continued on for a few periods, before at last the lunch break finally arrived. While your classmates started leaving the room or taking their lunch out of their bags, you instead take the opportunity to slump down on your desk, finally glad to give your poor brain some reprieve. Your thoughts immediately turns to the bento Mrs. Fukada packed for you; considering how good her cooking was yesterday, just thinking about what it contained had you salivating.

You think about to meet up with Emiru for lunch, but as you start to type out the message, you nearly facepalm as you remember the other appointment you were saddled with.

Oh right...I need to go see the nurse, don’t I?

So instead, you type out a message to her asking if she wanted to meet up after you finish with your appointment (you weren’t sure when that’d be, but you figured there would still be some time left), before you make your way to the nurse’s office as you wait for Emiru’s response. Strangely, it never seemed to come even after several minutes, but you knew she had received the message as you saw the typing bubble on her end show up a few times; and yet, her message was never sent.

Maybe she suddenly got pulled away by her own friends? Oh well. It’s unfortunate, but I really can’t delay any further right now.

Resolving to catch up with Emiru later, you slip your phone into your pocket and knock on the door of the nurse’s office.

“Come in.”

And so you do. What awaited you behind the door seemed to be a standard infirmary, complete with hospital style beds placed symmetrically against either wall, cordoned off from one another with curtains. You briefly ponder your chances of sneaking in here to take a nap between classes or on breaks, but decide that it’s probably more trouble than it’s worth. Closer towards the entrance were shelves containing various medicines and other medical supplies, along with a few desks with computers that were for faculty. Such as the nurse, who was currently typing away at one, facing away from you.

“Um, excuse me…” You politely make your presence known. “I was asked to come here at lunchtime. What is the reason you asked to see me?”

The nurse stops typing and reaches both arms up for a big stretch, letting out a satisfied exhale as she does. You cock an eyebrow at the display; what sort of professional does something like that in front of a stranger?

“Hey, what’s with the formal language? You’re acting like you just met me.” The nurse finally replies to you as she spins around in her chair to face you like she’s a Bond villain. It was a move so disproportionately grandiose that you couldn’t get help but lose balance for a second, but your shock at that was a distant second compared to finding out who was in the chair.

“What the-? Maiko?!” You splutter out in English.

Sitting in the chair was Maiko Yamaguchi, dressed a similar set of medical scrubs that you saw her in last night. Crossing her arms under her bust, she flashes you a grin. “Hey Ken. I told you I’d be around to keep an eye on you. Unless...you’ve forgotten me already?”

“Forgetting you’s the least of my concerns right now,” You groan. “Why did you call me here? You already know what’s up with me. And another thing: why are you here at all?”

“Now, now, Mr. Aizawa. I may just be a nurse, but I am faculty, so I believe I deserve a bit of professionalism.” Maiko states, but the smile on her face told you she was being facetious. You simply look her bewildered in response.

“But to answer your other questions...” She continued. “First off, I’m here because I work here now. As part of your exchange here, the school needed a nurse who could keep the effects of Yellow Fever under control. Fortunately, I fit the bill quite well in that regard. Second off, I called you here to see how you were holding up after what happened last night. Yellow Fever’s still an unknown disease, remember? So it’s only natural I make sure you’re doing OK.”

“Is that right?” You ask suspiciously. “Just a checkup? Nothing else?”

“Well...we’ll have to see, won’t we?” Maiko beckons you over and sits you down on one of the infirmary beds. Soon, you’re having a bunch of health tests being done on you; pulse, blood pressure, heartbeat, that sort of thing. You had to admit that, despite her teasing, Maiko did her job as professionally as one would expect from a doctor.

“So how are you finding Japanese school so far?” Maiko chats with you to pass the time while she performs the tests.

“Terrible,” You admit. “Like, I thought I was a smart student, but it’s like smarts in this school isn’t the exception, it’s the expectation. And I’m trying to do all this when I can barely read Japanese characters; what the hell am I going to do when I have to deal with Kanji?”

“You’ll get used to it,” Maiko replied unsympathetically. “Rika had the same sorts of complaints when we moved back to Japan, but she managed to adjust after a bit.”

“Mum, that’s only because I was **** to take supplementary classes to catch up,” You hear an annoyed voice respond. “I had to do extra homework on top of what I already had from school!”

Turning your head towards the entrance, you see Rika Yamaguchi standing there with a sour look on her face. You hadn't noticed her when you entered, so she must have arrived later than you; since she’s also dressed in the school’s female uniform, so you guessed that she was on her lunch break too.

“Still, it was worth it, wasn’t it?” Maiko replied as she finished up her tests. “You don’t have any issues in communicating with native speakers, and you’re doing just fine with your grades. In fact, why not help out young Ken here? I think he could use the extra help.”

“Wait, what?” You realise you just got dragged back into the conversation. “No, that’s not necessary, really. Besides, it’s still my first day here, so maybe I’ll find things easier once I get into the swing of things.”

“Yeah...good luck with that.” Rika stated. Her tone of voice didn’t fill you with confidence.

Your question as to what Rika’s doing at the nurse’s office is answered when Maiko gathers a stack of papers and hands it to her.

“Take that to the teacher’s office please. I’ll need confirmation that they’ve read through them all by the end of tomorrow,” She told Rika. “And as for you, Mr. Aizawa, you’re in pretty good health, but I think you’re still in need of a booster.”

“A what?” You ask dumbly, even though you figure it out a second later.

“For your fever, of course. Undo your pants, please,” Maiko instructs you.

You should have known something like this was going to happen. And yet, the suddenness of the request meant you could only respond with a short “Uh”.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Aizawa?” Maiko asks you. “What, do you want Rika to do it instead?”

“N-no, I...” Feeling the crushing expectations of the two as they waited for your answer, you quickly blurt something out. “Rika, don’t you have errands to be doing? Shouldn’t you be doing that instead?”

“Ken, I can do that whenever. I need to know whether you want me to attend to you or not first.” Rika explained bluntly.

“I think he’s trying to say that he wants a little privacy,” Maiko surmised with a little chuckle. “Go on then; if he doesn’t have any preferences for who does what, I’ll handle it this time.”

Wait...was that always an option?!

With a roll of her eyes, Rika gathers up the papers Maiko had given her and walked out the door. You catch her eye as she leaves, but her expression doesn’t tell you anything about what she’s thinking.

“Now that we’re alone, Ken, we can do this anyway you prefer. Handjob, Blowjob...whatever you want,” A sly smile comes over Maiko’s face. “You have me all to yourself.”

You feel your blood pumping in your ears. Your eyes dart around as your mind struggles to come to a decision. Seeing Maiko here, offering herself to you, you wanted nothing more than to bend her over and take her right here and now...but wait, you can’t, shouldn’t do that! You can’t do it because...what was it again?

“Aww, are you having trouble deciding?” Maiko cooed. “Don’t worry, let me take care of everything. First, let me get you in the mood...”

With movements that were definitely going beyond her role as a nurse, Maiko leaned forward as she pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her breasts encased in a plain, functional bra. With a knowing wink, she reached behind and unclasped it, letting it fall to the ground, revealing her boobs in their full glory.

“Like ‘em?” Maiko smiled in response to your staring. “I was always proud of these. They were never as big as Ayaka’s though...”

Maintaining eye contact, she fishes out your cock from your pants. Her touch sends a shiver through you, and your dick quickly jumps to full mast. Gently, Maiko licks your shaft from base to tip a few times, before she eventually transitions to outright swallowing the thing.

She took your whole length effortlessly; she could even be deep-throating you, though you weren’t sure in that moment. What you were sure of was that the difference between her blowjob skills and Emiru’s were blatant the moment her lips slipped over your shaft. The way her soft lips slid over your skin, each movement from her sending electricity coursing through your body. She even managed to run her tongue over your dick as she move, electing a groan from you as you leaned back and took in the pleasure.

It was little surprise that Maiko’s skills quickly put you on the edge of orgasm. But what you weren’t expecting was the feeling of her mouth being removed from your cock and instead being enfulged with a new warm feeling; one that you realised you had felt before. Opening your eyes, you see that Maiko had somehow pulled down her pants at some point, along with her panties, and was now straddling across your body, riding you. Your mind was too fogged last night to remember the first time Maiko fucked you, so you were able to revel in the full pleasure of her movements as she bounced easily across your full length.

Given that you were already on the edge of an orgasm, your chances of holding out much longer were basically nil.

“M-Maiko! I’m about to-!” You manage to grunt out a warning.

“Don’t worry, Ken. Just let it all out.” Maiko cooed. Her voice was dissonantly calm; was she getting off on this too or not?

And so, you once again feel the sensation of an ejaculation exploding from your cock into Maiko’s awaiting depths. Your dick pumps one, two, three times before you feel it calming down, leaving you a panting mess on the infirmary bed. Maiko, on her part, wordlessly lifted herself off of your now flaccid member, and procured a few wipes from a nearby table with which she started to clean off both herself and you of the juices left behind by your little ‘booster’. Once again, you were perturbed by how nonchalant she was about the whole situation. You even heard her humming a little tune as she worked, as if this were routine for her.

Meanwhile, as your breathing slowly returned to normal, you felt that now familiar sensation of post-nut clarity begin to settle in...alongside the gnawing doubt that you thought you had put aside.

Maiko’s skills were great. That much was certain; the pleasure you just experienced blew the encounters with Emiru, and maybe even Mrs. Fukada out of the water. And yet, it felt like something was missing from the experience; even though what Maiko just did made you feel great, it somehow didn’t leave you...satisfied. You think back to the aftermath of being with Emiru last night, the warmth you felt as laid down next to her, the contentment you had as you drifted off to sleep...

All these girls promised to help me because of my fever. They said they’re willing to accommodate me however possible...but if what I want is something more than just sex, then...

“Not too shabby, am I Ken?” Maiko’s voice pulled you out of your reverie. Looking over at her, she had completely replaced the clothing she had taken off as she fucked you as well as wiped up all the body fluids, making it seem as if nothing had transpired at all. At this point, you’d usually snap back with some sort of witty remark, but swimming in your confusion as you are, you can only let out a half-hearted “yeah”.

Maiko senses your non-committal response, and peers at you concerned.

“Is something wrong? Are your feeling all right?”

You almost say the words “I’m fine” out of pure reflex, but then you consider what that would mean. Normally, you’d try to figure this stuff out yourself, but seeing as it actively concerned your fever, perhaps it’s better to not hide it; not after what happened at the arcade yesterday.

“Well...I’m feeling OK but...just still not sure about this whole situation. My mind’s a jumbled mess.” You admit.

“I’m not surprised. I put a lot on you yesterday, and so late as well. I’m sorry about that, but considering what you knew at the time, it was important that I told you,” Maiko said. “Are you still resisting the idea of impregnating girls and the harem idea?”

You let out a sigh, realising you never really thought about it after Maiko had dropped you off. You told Emiru that you would be willing to do it with her again when she was ovulating, but that was in the heat of the moment and you barely got the chance to talk it over afterwards. Were you still willing to do that to her?

“Well...about that…” You glance around just to check Rika or anyone else hadn’t returned. “Maiko, would it be alright if I shared something with you...privately?”

Maiko blinked as she noticed the seriousness in your voice. Her expression changes to the same professional who introduced you to the Yellow Fever’s effects last night. “Of course. Your words won’t leave this room if you don’t wish them to.”

You try calm yourself with a deep breath. Where do you even start with all this?

“Well, you see…” You begin. “Something happened after you left me at Mrs. Fukada’s place yesterday…”