Chapter 86 - The Greatest, Most Terrible Instructor
I was currently standing in front of Instructor Beaker’s research tower.
The one who kicked open the door and appeared was a girl who looked to be about my age, or perhaps slightly younger.
Why was there a girl in a place like this?
I assumed this was the research tower of the school's number-one eccentric, Instructor Beaker. Since they were called an eccentric and a misanthrope, I thought no one else would be here but themselves... Did they have an assistant? I see—it seems I’m still a novice, letting myself be misled by preconceptions.
"Excuse me. My name is Sao, a second-year student. Could you put me through to Instructor Beaker?"
"I am Beaker."
Wait, what?!
This young, petite maiden is a teacher?! That’s ridiculous! Does this mean I’m still an "Old Type," trapped in my preconceptions?!
"Honestly...! To come right to the front of someone's property and start 'mating' so loudly—I had no choice but to interrupt my research!"
"Ah, you could hear us?"
"Did you think I couldn't? I thought only cats made such a racket when in heat that it bothered the neighbors, but to think humans do it too. It seems I’ll need to rewrite my data."
Well, I did have them moan specifically so she would hear us.
By the way, I had known in advance that Instructor Beaker was female. That’s why I called over Big Sis Calibur and Lady Staff to make them moan. For example, if it were a male opponent, I wouldn't have let him hear those voices, even if it were just the sound.
However, I never dreamed that "female" meant a maiden as young as this...
"...But you're a teacher, right? Because of that, I assumed you would be of a corresponding age...?"
...Ah?
"Are you the type who looks younger than your actual age?!"
"No. I am actually the same age as you. You’re a second-year, right?"
Yes.
"I am a genius, you see. I finished all the studies that ordinary boys and girls learn by the time I was eight."
"Ah, the 'skipped-a-grade' type."
"After that, I continued my research freely wherever my academic interests led me, but during that time, I was scouted by the state. Research requires funding, so after negotiations, I accepted the post of Special Instructor at this school."
I see, so that's how it was. While we are still in the halfway position of being students, a person of the same age has skipped all the steps and even gained social status. ...So this is what they call the "gap in talent." How enviable!!
"Even you, despite being a student, have achieved results beyond your years. You're rumored to be a close associate of Her Majesty. Your position can no longer be called that of a mere student—it’s terrifying."
"I won't be swayed by such flattery!!"
What is up with this girl...?
"So, what does the most high-profile student in the school want with me? Well, standing and talking at the front door is a bit much. I’ll welcome you, so come in."
"Uh, sure...?"
"I’ll treat you to a coffee."
Led by the young Instructor Beaker, I proceeded into the depths of the research tower. Somehow, through our exchange, I managed to gain entry. I think things are proceeding smoothly. I heard that many people had tried to make Instructor Beaker teach classes before, but I wonder how many actually managed to step into her territory?
"You’ve come to try and make me teach a class, haven't you? I haven't welcomed a single person with those intentions before, so among them, you are the glorious first."
So I was the first. Record updated: entry into the premises achieved.
"I have an interest in you personally. I wanted to welcome you to satisfy my curiosity. You needed to visit to fulfill your purpose. Our mutual interests coincided. It’s what you call 'give and take'."
Instructor Beaker's way of speaking was very scientist-like. The interior of the research tower she guided me through also had the feel of a scientific lab—white walls with no sense of daily life, cluttered with numerous research instruments.
...Wait, is that over there? A creature floating in a medicinal liquid inside a large capsule? I never dreamed I’d witness such a thing in the flesh. Just what is this girl researching? The "Mad Scientist" preconception I had before facing her was becoming even more solidified.
"However, it’s a problem. I accepted the scout on the condition that I could 'research as much as I like.' It's a nuisance to be pushed into extra tasks that break that condition."
"And those 'extra tasks' are...?"
Naturally, teaching classes to the students. Instructor Beaker, saying such things, looked like a truly innocent young girl. Although she said her actual age was the same as mine, she looked even younger, perhaps because of her petite build. While she wore a white lab coat like a scientist, her hair—cut short perhaps because she’s so immersed in research—was messy and unstyled. She looked like a typical enthusiast who doesn't care about her appearance.
"I am a genius. A genius's research brings immense benefits to future generations. Don't you think it’s a crime to ignore that potential and make me do extra things, wasting a genius’s precious time?"
"Even if you say that...! Since you’ve been appointed as a teacher, shouldn't you fulfill your duties...?"
I tried to state a sound argument, but there’s no way this kind of genius-type would be broken down by logic. As expected, the genius maiden countered with a fearless smile.
"I contribute plenty to the school without doing something like teaching, you know? You must have encountered a part of it yourself."
"Eh?"
Being told that so abruptly, nothing came to mind from my memories. Is this genius just saying whatever she wants?
"You’ve dived into the school's practice dungeon, haven't you? Then you must have fought 'that guy'—one of my masterpieces."
"The practice dungeon?"
The facility owned by the Royal Academy, used by students to gain experience in dungeon exploration. That said, the danger level was far lower than the "real" dungeons found around the world—it was a dungeon that could purely be called "for practice."
"Well, I’m a student, so I have dived in... but only once, you know?" Since I cleared and conquered it entirely on the first try.
"That's right... and that greatly wounded my pride as a researcher. You defeated Minosynchelus, the artificial monster I created by gathering the best of Magic-Chemistry!!"
"Ahhh."
Being pointed out, I finally remembered. Come to think of it, the practice dungeon owned by the school had a monster that played the role of a boss. Its name was Minosynchelus. A monster based on a Minotaur, which some researcher had modified to power it up several times over, or something...?
"...Huh?" Then, I remembered something else.
"Don't tell me the faculty researcher who synthesized Minosynchelus was...!?"
"Yes, it was me."
Once told, I remembered immediately. I recalled saying, "Fire that faculty member!" when I heard that story in the practice dungeon.
"Minosynchelus is a masterpiece among the many research projects I’ve worked on. I dramatically improved the abilities of the base Minotaur and even gave it enough intelligence to follow instructions from humans. It achieved all that performance without any noticeable drawbacks! It was a finish that could be called perfect!"
"I-I see...!?"
She starts speaking eloquently when it comes to her research results. Typical scientist behavior.
"You defeated that Minosynchelus on your first practical. And from what I hear, it was almost a one-hit instant kill. The reason I said I was interested in you is precisely because of that incident!"
"Now that you mention it, you did say that."
"What do you say, Sao? Why don't we have a contest here? If you win, I won't be unwilling to conduct a class as you request. What do you say?"
Wait, I’m already in a contest with the Student Council over whether I can drag you out... This is a situation where I’m betting on a bet to win a bet?!
"The content of the contest is simple. I want you to fight the Minosynchelus I synthesized once more. However, do not think it is the same as before. It is enough for my masterpiece, the strongest synthesized monster, to be defeated only once!"
How do you even synthesize a monster in the first place? She really is an incredible researcher, isn't she?
"Using the humiliation of defeat as fuel, I applied further strengthening modifications to the recovered Minosynchelus to improve its combat capability! It will no longer show the disgrace of being defeated by a single student! Now, Sao! Will you accompany me in my verification!?"
"Ah, yes."
Either way, if I accept the contest, Instructor Beaker will conduct a class according to her position as a teacher, right? Then I have no objections. I’ll accompany her until the researcher’s interest is exhausted.
"Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah! To heedlessly accept the contest—students really are shallow-minded! Today, it’s your turn to be smeared with the humiliation of defeat! ...Magic Assist Circuit, release the 17th Capsule and awaken the research subject! ...Yes, the Modified Minosynchelus Sprite!"
I felt a dangerous vibe from the terminology. But if we’re going to fight, we can’t do it in a room like this, right? We need to change locations.
And so, we arrived at a vast space inside the research tower. Was it a laboratory or something like that? There, facing me... was a giant with a bull's head. It was undeniably the powerful monster I had met in the practice dungeon that day, but...
"How is it? The brave figure of the new Minosynchelus, tuned with all my might?"
Standing next to the bull-headed giant, Instructor Beaker—looking like a dwarf in comparison—spoke with total confidence. However, my eyes were glued to the figure of the modified monster I hadn't seen in a while.
"No way...! This is...!?"
"Hmph, you seem surprised. I identified the problems and improvable points of the outdated Minosynchelus and thoroughly crushed its weaknesses while adding modifications for further strengthening. I pride myself on it turning out exceptionally well."
She really seemed satisfied with the result; as expected, Instructor Beaker looked proud.
"Specifically, I analyzed that the biggest problem with the old model was a lack of instantaneous power. After all, it was originally a bull. It might have linear charging power, but when it comes to complex trajectories, it inevitably becomes sluggish. So, in this improvement, I thoroughly leaned out the muscles. While making sure its thin limbs could produce the same power as before, I aimed for the maximum possible weight reduction!"
Her long, researcher-specific lecture continued.
"Still, the improvements that could be made without fundamental changes from the old type were limited. That’s where my genius intuition kicked in! A Copernican revolution to make Minosynchelus lighter and more agile... and that was...!"
And that was?
"To switch its gender! The Modified Minosynchelus is actually a female-type Minotaur! With this, she has achieved a 1.47-fold increase in agility compared to the old model!"
A very RPG-like way of thinking: power for males, speed for females. But that was exactly why I was surprised. The Minosynchelus I had fought a life-and-death battle with and became buddies with had reappeared as a female! Its sturdy giant frame and bull's head were the same as ever, but overall its build was slender, its waist was tightly nipped, it had breasts, and its buttocks were round! Most importantly, its crotch bore the distinct scent of a female... it was equipped with female genitals.
"Now, the contest begins, Sao! Try to defeat my masterpiece, the Modified Minosynchelus!"
"DORYAAAAAAAAA!!"
I tackled her as I was told. With the momentum of an arrow, I lunged into the female Minosynchelus's waist; she lost her balance and fell onto her rear. Since she was originally a monster, she was larger than me, but somehow I easily brought her into a ground grapple. Wait, did she do it on purpose? I didn't tackle her—was I lured in?
I see, even as an artificial monster, she’s alive and has a will. And if she’s turned into a female body, there’s only one thing to do. I spread the right and left legs of the bull-type demi-human monster wide, revealing the female hole deep inside, and thrust in my already-exposed erection!!
"BMUOOOOOOOOH...!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"
"WHAT THEEEEEEE?!"
The genius researcher, watching and cheering from the sidelines, cried out in shock.
"Eh, why?! Why?! I said it was a contest, so why are you starting to have intercourse?! I don't understand it at all?!"
A scientist who thinks they know the world through calculations alone wouldn't understand. Just kidding. We had already clashed in the practice dungeon, and confirmed and recognized each other's strength. We are, so to speak, "Best Buddies." After overcoming a veteran battle together, we formed a hard bond. If such a person appears as the opposite sex, there’s no choice but to have sex!
It doesn't matter if she's a monster. Don't underestimate my "Monster-Girl" fetish! And thus, the unprecedented interspecies sex begins!!
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