Chapter 40
After wandering around for quite some time and finishing the cleanup, Tirsi returned when the sun was beginning to dip toward the west.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
She was still wearing the pink nurse’s uniform and doctor’s coat. It suited her remarkably well, but was she not going to change? Noticing where my gaze was directed beneath the mask, Tirsi fiddled with her coat.
“Is this outfit bothering you?”
“I am curious what it is for.”
When I honestly admitted that I was, Tirsi took off the coat and showed it to me. Even though the nurse’s uniform was a miniskirted one-piece, its sleeves were long.
“It’s a lab coat. We sterilize it with magic and use it when making alchemical reagents or conducting experiments. Nothing other than aqueous solutions and ingredients can ever get into a potion.”
“Aha.”
Was it something like hygienic clothing? Tirsi took off her nurse’s cap and unfolded it with her hands. It became a pink cap that looked like something a nutritionist would wear.
“It’s worn so not a single strand of hair falls out. You tie your hair up and put it on.”
“That’s incredibly strict.”
“If foreign matter gets in, the potion is likely to spoil or have its quality reduced. That’s why you have to make them very carefully. Of course, some damned alchemist takes orders for more than he can handle, then tosses the whole thing to his apprentice.”
Tirsi ground her teeth as though she were getting angrier while talking. Though our jobs and workplaces were different, Tirsi was also something like a graduate student. She wrote papers and got stuck with her master’s grunt work, too.
A sense of solidarity based on 100% empathy sent my fondness for this person, with whom I had almost nothing in common, soaring.
‘I didn’t know she was an alchemist, though.’
I thought back to my previous job and realized that everything fit together. Tirsi’s actions in the sewer had been far removed from those of someone who had survived countless fierce battles.
The reason was probably that, as an alchemist, she had little experience using magic in combat. She was a case similar to Ouslate.
The reason she was called a mage was probably that she worked as a mage when she was an adventurer. Other adventurers would not write ‘warrior (former farmer)’ when registering with the guild, either. She really was a mage, too.
Then had her adventurer work been an attempt to escape from under Ouslate’s thumb?
She had probably planned to follow a career path like changing companies: Mages’ Guild, Adventurers’ Guild, then another workplace. Even so, it was astonishing that she had enough energy to take on another part-time job while working herself to the bone.
I stopped daydreaming and pointed at the sofa.
“Please, have a seat for now. Though I suppose it’s funny for me to be the one making the offer.”
“Since McLoyber is undergoing detention proceedings, this room is basically empty anyway. The guild people will come to seize it soon.”
“You must have had a hard time going around explaining everything to the guild. I owe you one.”
“Not at all. If anything, we’re the ones who received help.”
Lowering my voice and bowing my head, I thanked her, but Tirsi waved away my gratitude. Thanks to the soft pink nurse’s uniform, even her white hair and skin, which might have looked cold at a glance, seemed warm in color.
“We should be thanking you, Mr. Wayne. Thanks to you, we were able to make that master who was practically our sworn enemy receive a fitting punishment. Once everything settles down, I’d like to visit you with the others and thank you properly, but… you have to conceal your identity, so I suppose that won’t be possible.”
I waved my hands dismissively as she spoke regretfully.
“His downfall was entirely self-inflicted. Didn’t he act selfishly, look down on others, and treat them harshly? Even if I hadn’t been there, he would have ended up in that state sooner or later. It just happened to be today.”
Ouslate was a bastard who went around picking fights with everyone. In my view, even if we left him alone, he would eventually have suffered some real-life fucking comeuppance. Like internet trolls who cannot abandon their true nature, act cocky, and end up having a police-station reunion.
The same thing had happened this time. If that bastard hadn’t acted like an ass toward even one of Tirsi, me, or any of the others, he would never have been taught such a thorough lesson.
“You’re very modest, Mr. Wayne.”
Tirsi sat down on the sofa with a smile. I shrugged.
“A master’s student can’t afford to be arrogant. We’re all too busy realizing how stupid we are and looking for a mouse hole.”
“Hehe. Is it different once you go beyond a doctorate?”
“It is. Once they become professors, they turn into exactly the same kind of person as Ouslate. I’ve hardly ever seen a professor who cared about their students.”
With the exception of my role model, Professor Brammaton, they were all fucking bastards and Great Fucking Bastards. It really was an absurd mystery. Most professors had been graduate students once, too.
This could be called a mystery of the world on par with the way abuse gets passed down through every military organization.
“That’s horrible.”
“It really is. I suppose that’s just how the world works.”
We exchanged the sorrows of lab slaves and guild slaves, sighed, and moved on to the main subject.
“All right, enough depressing talk. Shall we start the explanation you asked for?”
“Let’s.”
When I agreed, Tirsi folded her cap into the shape of a nurse’s cap and put it on as she asked:
“I heard the general story from that man, but I’d like to hear it properly from you again, Mr. Wayne.”
“Um….”
In response to that question, I recalled what I was about to have to say to Tirsi.
─My dick got insanely huge! Semen comes gushing out, too! Is this going to keep happening? I can barely have sex with my girlfriend!
‘Fuck.’
For a delicate man like me, one who combined feminism and machismo, it was a somewhat difficult question.
No, how many men could say something like that to a female doctor? Unless they were the kind of bastard who habitually committed sexual harassment and molestation like Ouslate, it would be difficult.
“It’s… ahem. You see…?”
But I couldn’t just let it slide. If I did, I would have come all the way here, gone through all this trouble, and returned empty-handed. I summoned my courage and spoke.
“My penis has grown larger.”
“────.”
Tirsi continued smiling.
To be precise, she froze with a smile still on her face.
“……Your penis…?”
“Let me make this clear in advance: this is absolutely not sexual harassment.”
I quickly explained myself, taking a cue from Tirsi in the sewer. I was not quite as fast as she had been then, but my desperation was comparable.
“What happened was….”
I recited what I had told Ouslate and his response as best as I could remember it.
Since nearly half a day had passed, there were a few gaps in my memory, but I thought I had explained the general details.
“I-I understand. So the side effect of the magic is… in the genital area.”
As Tirsi spoke, her eyes unconsciously drifted toward my lower body. I got pissed off when a man stared, but even when the other person was a woman, it was embarrassing and hardly put me in a good mood.
“Ahem.”
“…Ah! I-I’m sorry!”
Tirsi hurriedly apologized. I came to understand how Frang felt when people stared at her breasts every day.
Unlike a penis, which could be hidden, Frang’s huge breasts were clearly visible even beneath her poncho. It was only natural for Frang to become timid in front of strangers. Everyone would be staring only at her chest, after all.
“Th-then, would you follow me this way first? Before I give you my opinion, I’ll conduct a thorough examination to assess your symptoms.”
“…A thorough examination?”
Because of the affected area, it sounded strangely lewd. Fuck, a thorough dick examination? What exactly were they going to examine? Was I supposed to take off my pants in front of Tirsi and special-summon the Yellow-Skin Anaconda?
“…Huh?! D-don’t get the wrong idea! I’m only analyzing the structure of the magic with a magical device, okay?!”
Tirsi hurriedly corrected herself. I answered in relief.
“Understood. The examination fee….”
“Ah, I don’t think that will be a problem. One of the people harmed by McLoyber is an expert in this field. If we ask them, they’ll do it for free.”
Tirsi took out a new mask and put it on—perhaps to hide her embarrassment—then stood up.
I followed her, delighted by the word ‘free.’
To think that helping other people would return to me as a blessing like this. As expected, you really should do good deeds whenever you can.
***
The person called ‘an expert in this field’ was someone who looked nothing like one.
“Hi~ Are you the knight on a white horse? You look pretty black.”
She was wearing a revealing robe. Her curly blond hair was extremely striking. Her eyes, painted with eyeshadow, were even sensual.
“Hi? I’m Lucy Aberline. Welcome~!”
“I’m Arthur Wayne. Pleased to meet you.”
Her manner of speaking was quite distinctive. Was she a foreigner? To my eyes, all fair-skinned people were lumped together as foreigners, so I could not distinguish them well. Judging by her speech, I guessed she was from Romania.
“Lucy. Could I ask you a favor?”
“Of course~. You pulverized that bastard’s face, didn’t you? I laughed my head off watching it! For such a cool man, I can help as much as you like!”
While answering Tirsi, she also gave me a subtle wink. I smiled wryly beneath my mask.
“The examination device is that one! You just have to sit quietly inside!”
What Lucy pointed to was an iron, barrel-like machine. Was it an otherworldly MRI? It seemed that even in different worlds, people’s ideas eventually arrived at similar conclusions.
“Can I keep my clothes on?”
“Huh? …Ahah! Sorry, I forgot to mention! You have to take everything off in there─”
“Lucy. Stop fooling around. Mr. Wayne? You can just go inside.”
Tirsi pinched Lucy, whose face had lit up. Perhaps Lucy was used to it, because she did not seem to feel any pain at all despite being pinched.
“Aww~ What a shame! Tirsi, you’re so straight-laced all the time~.”
“It’s not a shame at all.”
“It is~ It was a chance to feast my eyes~! We mages have to find more enjoyment in life than other people! A life spent only doing research is sooo boring!”
“Hmph. Even if you don’t worry about me, I’m enjoying life plenty.”
“Even though you’re twenty-three and still haven’t had a boyfriend~?”
“………….”
“Aaaah! Don’t pull my cheeks, my cheeks! It hurts~!”
I entered the tube while listening to their lively conversation. Once I was ready, the women’s noisy chatter stopped as well.
“Then let’s start right away~!”
I heard Lucy’s energetic voice, and the magic circle inside the tube began to spin with a humming sound.
“Mr. Wayne. Would you try using that Beast Regression magic?”
At Tirsi’s words, I closed my eyes and concentrated.
It was when I had jumped from the building to beat Ouslate senseless. At that time, I had activated the magic without an incantation. It felt like unconsciously processing a routine task I had repeated every day.
It was like not having to think about how to grasp a doorknob every time I opened a door.
I revived that sensation and moved the mana catheter. I imagined green mana overflowing from the blood vessels throughout my body, passing through my cells, and bursting out of my body.
‘Drink it, Nord. Take in the mana….’
Muttering inwardly, I activated the magic. When the sensation of having completed the entire incantation coursed through my body──the magic activated.
Fwoooosh!!
I cautiously opened my eyes and saw green mana overflowing from my body. The magic circle on the device sucked in the mana, then changed color to green.
At that moment, the hearing Beast Regression had sharpened caught the conversation between the two women amid the machine’s noise.
“Hmm~. This is an old enhancement spell, right? The waveform is kinda similar to the magic of those weird Viking shamans I’ve seen a few times.”
“BSK?”
“Yeah. The waveform is similar. Could it be a branch-derived spell of BSK?”
“As expected? How does the aftereffect residue, Comanie (After effects Residual -Comanie), show up?”
“It’s all over his dick and balls!”
“D-don’t say it so bluntly….”
“Who cares? Anyway, it’s big and impressive…. It comes out exactly as it is, so I feel like I could fall for it….”
Fuck. I had no idea what they were talking about. I could not make sense of it even with my translation ability, so maybe it was a proper noun. Was my body really okay? What was happening to my dick and balls?
Whiiiiir….
─Whoooosh.
After enduring that anxious period, the magical device suddenly shut off. It was not powered by electricity, so it was not technically ‘power’ being cut, but regardless, it fucking shut off.
“Mr. Wayne. You can come out now.”
“Understood.”
When I emerged from the tube, the two women reacted in strangely opposite ways. Lucy stared at me lecherously, while Tirsi avoided my gaze. Fuck, what was going on? Tell me too. I was dying of anxiety.
“The examination confirms that the mana waveform of the mutation spell Beast Regression has entered its terminal phase.”
Tirsi cleared her throat as she spoke.
“The physical mutation that occurred in Mr. Wayne’s body has already reached its maximum extent.”
No, fuck, explain it so my dumb head can understand. The word ‘terminal’ made me think of cancer, and I became seriously anxious.
“…I’m sorry, but could you explain in a little more detail? I’m not well versed in magic, so I’m having trouble following you.”
“Ah, pardon me. Put simply… it means no additional physical mutation will occur in Mr. Wayne’s body beyond this point.”
No additional mutation would occur.
I chewed over those words inwardly, then shuddered!! That meant my dick would not grow any longer or shorter from now on!!
‘Fuck!! Little buddy, relax!!! They say you’re okay!!!!’
My little buddy was alive!! Alive, you fucking bastards!! I was so overwhelmed that I nearly shed emotional precum beneath my mask.
Frang and I were going to have a cozy wedding marriage! The Wedding DressX2 lesbian-scissoring wedding had vanished into a nightmare! This was the victory of otherworldly machismo!
‘──Ahh. Satisfied.’
My little buddy was fine. Just hearing that made all the hardship I had endured today worthwhile.
I could even forgive Ouslate for triggering my trauma. Ouslate, who had been beaten half to death by me, had been an otherworldly treasure brat born to get my medical bill discounted.
Through the window, I could see the otherworldly sunset, stirring up a sense of nostalgia. Since coming to this otherworld, had I ever once thought the evening glow was beautiful?
No. Absolutely never.
And yet I was looking up at the sky and smiling now.
Because the world reflected in Big Dick’s eyes was this beautiful.