Alright, here we go again! It's been a long time since
>>29177, so here's a quick recap:
Medicine's harem currently consists of Marisa, Sakuya, and Reisen. All of them but Reisen live at Marisa's house; Reisen still lives and works at Eientei, but she visits Medicine almost daily. None of them are allowed to masturbate.
Marisa and Reisen bring in a good amount of money, but it's not enough to cover everyone's expenses.
Medicine's sex-weapon inventory consists of:
-paralysis potions and pills
-aphrodisiac potions and pills
-drowsiness pills
-one super-aphrodisiac syringe
-one strapon mushroom
-one fancy dildo-vibrator
-three egg vibrators
-a blindfold
-two pieces of old rope, and one new rope (cuttable)
Sakuya's watch has been damaged, causing the timestop effect to randomly shut off. She's currently trying to fix it up a little.
Presently, Medicine is taking some time to relax and enjoy life while planning her next move. We rejoin her as she finds herself in a strange new situation...
[x] Schoolroom scheming.
"We have a special guest today, everyone!?
The teacher, Keine, puts a warm hand on your shoulder. She's pretty tall, so she doesn't have to bend her elbow much to do it. In fact, she's probably one of the tallest people you've ever seen; your head's pretty much level with her impressive chest. Her oddly-fringed blue dress is pretty conservative, but the large swell in the fabric is impossible to miss. they're even bigger than Reisen?s, and not by just a little.
"She's asked to sit in on today's class. She may seem a bit shy, but that doesn't mean there's anything wrong with her. I'm sure she wants to be friends with all of you."
You're standing with her at the head of her classroom, a small wooden affair with bright windows lining both sides and a bunch of crowded bookshelves in the back. Ahead of you, more than two dozen kids are lined up in four columns of worn desks. Most of them look a good bit younger than you, some short enough that their legs dangle above the ground. they're all dressed in plain human clothes, so you stand out even more than you would with just your blonde hair and pale, flawless skin.
"Now, why don't you introduce yourself?" Keine gives you a warm, encouraging smile. it's not just the kind of smile you'd get from someone on the street; it's like she's known you your whole life, and she's absolutely sure that you'll be fine. Even your dolls don't smile at you quite like that. You can't help blushing a little as you nod to Keine, and you turn to face the class before it gets any worse.
The kids are all focused attentively on you, with varying degrees of curiosity, excitement, and mistrust. A couple in the back are actually leaning forward in their seats, eager to hear their strange new classmate's every word.
Wow.
they're really? staring, aren't they?
"Um?"
Hey, calm down! If you're going to be the hero of dollkind, you can't let a little crowd of schoolkids scare you. Keine smiled at you, remember? You'll be fine.
"I'm?"
No, no, you can do better. You draw yourself up and force yourself to smile, ignoring the heat in your cheeks as you classily put a hand on your chest.
"My name is Medicine Melancholy. it's a pleasure to meet you all," you say in your best Young-Mistress voice.
Now, curtsey!
"I hope you'll treat me kindly."
You hold the pose for a moment, then go back to standing.
it's quiet. So quiet you could hear a pin drop. The kids are staring at you a little differently from before, but you can't tell exactly what those faces hold. Keine seems kind of taken aback, too. Your smile twitches slightly at the corners of your mouth, and a bead of sweat rolls down your forehead.
"Right! Take your seat, and we'll start today's lesson."
Ah, thank goodness. You let out a large breath as you hurry to an empty seat in the back of the class, moving as fast as you can while still seeming dignified. Some of the studends? eyes follow you, and you hear a good deal of hushed whispering, but Keine quickly draws away their attention. When you finally reach your old wooden desk, you plop down into the creaky chair with a sigh of relief and give a shy smile to Keine. She catches it and gives you a little wave back; she knew you'd do great.
"Now, let's start by handing in our homework."
The next few minutes are strangely ritualized. Keine walks to each desk and collects a sheet of paper from each student. The other students chat amongst themselves while she works through the room, leaving you to sit alone and think.
You thought Reisen was joking when she suggested that you go to school. It just seemed grossly inappropriate for a non-human mastermind like you, but she managed to convince you. Keine's supposed to be fond of history, so maybe you'll be better able to sway people if you can learn more about the history of dolls and the Village. Besides that, it wouldn't hurt to become a more familiar face around the village, even if you don't want to make friends with anyone there. The schoolteacher's also supposed to be an influential citizen as well, so it wouldn't hurt to gain her trust and scout her out.
Also, you were getting kind of bored. You help Marisa and Reisen with gathering mushrooms sometimes, but other than that there's not much to do but sit around and scheme and have sex. You do have a few ideas for how you can start to elevate dolls, but recently it's felt like you're just thinking in circles. Some new knowledge might help to kick-start your imagination.
Marisa knows people in the village, so she got in touch with Keine and made plans for you to sit in on a schoolday. You're not sure exactly what Marisa said you are, but Keine was very friendly to you when you came in early today, so it probably wasn't ?poisonous human-hating doll."
Part of you does find it distasteful to be fraternizing with humans like this, but it's not like you'll have to come here every day. If this doesn't pan out, you can just go back to how you were.
?" No, I don't."
A sudden wave of gasps draws your attention back to the present. Keine's stopped a few desks ahead of you, staring down at a boy who's visibly shaking.
"And why is that?" she asks calmly. Her voice isn't full of warmth and support like it was before.
"Well, uh, Mom made me help with the planting all day yesterday, "cause Dad was sick. I tried to do it after dinner, but I was so tired I fell asleep, and then?"
Keine listens to his story with a perfectly blank expression. Before it seemed like she couldn't help but smile, but this silence seems to hint at something dark hidden deep inside her. When the boy's long, apology-ridden comes to an end, a thick silence fills the room. All eyes are on Keine, who considers his words for a long moment before closing her eyes and apologetically shaking her head. Her long, blue-white hair waves gently behind her as she does so, and the strange hat on her head stays perfectly still.
"I'm sorry, but I can't accept your excuse. I'm sure you could have stayed up another hour to do it if you'd really wanted to. Even if things are difficult, I can't permit you to neglect your education." He seems to shrink in his seat as she speaks. "You'll need to be punished."
Another wave of gasps follows that. Keine puts a hand on the blubbering boy's cheek and tilts her head back, and then--
CRACK. The sound's loud enough to force your eyes closed. When you open them a second later, the boy's sprawled out on the ground. He doesn't get up for a few minutes. Keine seems almost as hurt as he is, except for how she isn't clutching her head and whimpering. You make a quick note to never forget your homework ever.
Curiously, everyone seems to lose interest in him right afterwards. Keine finishes her route through the classroom, giving you another one of those super-mom smiles when she passes you by. After seeing what she's capable of doing to her own students, it doesn't seem quite so reassuring as before.
"Thank you. Now, today we'll start with some writing?"
Mumbles and grumbles go up from the kids as they pull out their pens and copybooks. The one in your little leather sack is just something Marisa had lying around, as are the brush and pen she gave you. They don't seem too out of place, though. Most of the people here seem to be making do with hand-me-downs.
Keine starts to walk the class through some fairly advanced characters, carefully drawing them on the blackboard before giving you all a chance to try. Sometimes, she walks down the aisles and has people show her their work, making them glow with pride when she praises their penmanship. You've done a fair amount of reading, so you can keep up pretty well, but actually working a brush the right way is harder than it looks, and you keep getting little splatters of ink on the paper. No wonder Marisa uses that wooden thing instead when she's scribbling down notes.
Speaking of which, you wonder what Marisa's doing right now? She's done about all the potion-making she needs to for now, so she mostly spends her time experimenting with potions and magic. Not much different from what she used to do, only now it's for the sake of the Revolution. She seems to view Reisen as a bit of a rival in the shady-concoctions department, but the feeling isn't mutual.
Reisen won't be coming over today. Eirin made some big breakthrough, so Reisen's been stuck with her for the last two days to help with experiments and production. You can't help smiling a little when you imagine her crossing her legs and staring at the clock, knowing she can't masturbate, imagining the sexy bunnysuit and horny companions waiting for her at her
real home?
Sakuya looks really appealing in that new outfit, too, even when she's hard at work. She spends most of her time working on the watch, when she isn't cooking or cleaning up after Marisa. She still seems pretty upset about losing her time-stop ability, and she's started staying up late because she feels like she isn't accomplishing enough. You always make sure she relaxes and unwinds for a while. By force, if necessary. Marisa's only too happy to tie her down for you, and then the two of you use her body to thoroughly try out all the new toys you got from Kourin?s?
Agh! Messed up on the last stroke. Why's ?sacrifice? have to be so complex?
After an hour of writing, there's mathematics. That?s? surprisingly tough. You have the basic operations down, of course, but these fractions are almost aggressively nonsensical. Especially when you have to start
subtractingthem, and there's all this multiplication involved just to get to where you can take one number from another. Then she starts asking
word problems, and everything gets even harder to follow?
Halfway through the hour, Keine writes some problems up on the board and asks you all to solve them in groups. Her directions make you feel strangely nervous, and resign yourself to working alone until someone pokes you in the arm.
"Hey, Medi."
Hm?
"Wanna work with us?"
You turn your head There's a grinning boy next to you; he's brown-haired, a bit dirty, and a few years younger-looking than you. he's turned his desk to face a girl?s, and another boy is also locked onto the side of their desk-formation.
"Ah? Um? Okay."
"Great!" The three of them wait while you hurriedly shuffle your desk into place, nearly rolling your pen right off the side. "My name's Taichi! This is Sora, and that's Yuu." His two friends grin and wave, prompting you to timidly smile and wave back.
They strike you as a bunch of farmers? kids. They seem unusually tan and calloused, even compared to the other students, and they speak with slightly different accents from the others. Sora's the only girl of the three, but she's nothing like your dolls; her black hair is short and tangled, she's missing a tooth, her face is broad and plain, and she doesn't have much in the way of curves. Yuu seems a bit frail compared to Taichi, but they're all pretty solidly-built.
Yuu turns out to be pretty handy at math. When you praise his ability, he laughs and blushes with pride, and you think you see Taichi shoot him a small glare. Judging by the way Sora kind of leans towards Yuu all the time, you guess there's some sort of love triangle at work. If this were one of those books, it'd end with one or both of the boys dead and the girl a broken doll, but things'll probably work out less dramatically than that. These are just ordinary people.
You once swore you'd punish every human you came across, but now you're? doing long division with them. Kids like these are the ones who mistreat dolls the most, but it doesn't really seem like they're evil. Maybe they're just misguided. If their parents didn't teach them to be so cruel to dolls, they'd turn out just fine, wouldn't they?
Hmm. Teaching.
Thankfully, Keine spares you from having to go up to the board when it's time to share answers. Taichi goes up to represent you all instead, and he gets the problem mostly right thanks to some frantic mouthing from Yuu. Looks like you messed up one of the subtractions. Keine still smiles and gives him a motherly pat on the head, which he accepts with a small but visible blush.
"Now, our last subject for today will be? history!"
You hear a few grumbles from the class, but Keine seems to experience the opposite effect. Before, she was calm and motherly, but now you sense a sudden excitement under her words. In less than a minute, she has a decent map and a portrait of a couple drawn up on the blackboard. Her posture seems straighter somehow, and even from back here you can see a new liveliness in her eyes.
"Today's lesson will be about the Fushida siblings, the great reformers of Gensokyo's tailoring guild. There's so much to say about them, so this could spill into tomorrow?"
One of Keine's hands works frantically at the blackboard, scribbling out pictures and erasing them just as fast as she recites a long, winding tale from memory. it's full of shady plots, youkai conspiracies, forbidden romance, and pricing decisions. And detailed descriptions of guild bylaws, and currency fluctuations, and silkworm subsidies. Those last parts are much more common, but even they seem interesting.
There aren't any dolls, but you can't help being enraptured by her vigorous style of presentation. it's hard not to notice the bit of jiggling she does as she paces about and gesticulates. You wonder if the other students notice too, or if they're still too young for that sort of thing. Unlike you, they hardly seem interested at all in what Keine's saying, just staring straight down and grudgingly taking notes. To them, this is probably just a bunch of boring stuff they'll never need to know after she tests them. You'll admit, Keine's lecture is pretty chaotic; it'd probably be less fun to listen to if you knew you'd be graded on how well you remembered it.
The last hour and an extra fifteen minutes seem to pass by in a flash as you listen intently to Keine's story. With all the little details she gives out, it's almost like she was there. Which might be possible, if she's a youkai. That wouldn't be right, though, would it? No way the Human Village would let someone like that teach their children. Keine doesn't stop speaking until she sees that half the class is staring longingly at the door.
?" Right, we're all out of time. We can continue tomorrow, with the assassination of Shiro Fushida." Keine seems a bit embarrassed as she hands out tonight's homework, a mixture of writing exercises and word problems. She nearly passes you by, but you decide to stop her and ask for one. She's pleasantly surprised, and her steps seem a bit lighter as she finishes her route and returns to the front of the room.
"You are all dismissed! I'll see you tomorrow."
A silent ?Hooray!" seems to come from the students. Some of them immediately fall to chatting, while others nearly run out the door. You gather your things and wave goodbye to Taichi, Sora, and Yuu, who ask you to come by for dinner someday. Halfway to the door, you stop short at the sound of Keine's voice.
"Ah, Medicine, could I see you for a moment?"
Ah. You feel a mixture of emotions at that. Excitement at being singled out by her, anxiety over possibly being exposed, and a mild fear of that forehead. Other students pause for a moment and watch as you walk to the front of the room, where Keine's putting her notes in order. She greets you with her trademark smile.
"It was very brave of you to come here, Medicine," she says quietly enough that nobody else can hear. "Most youkai are too afraid to attend a class, even if they want to. How did you like the lesson?"
Ah, she knows you're not human. Well, that wasn't too hard to figure out. You'll give her a nice, friendly response to build some trust.
"I thought it was very interesting, Miss Keine. Especially your history lesson! I've never seen someone teach it so passionately." You've never seen anyone teach, but you still liked it.
"Why, thank you!" Keine beams with pride, rather more strongly than you'd expect. Doesn't she get praised for her teaching all the time?
"it's been a long time since I had a student who was so attentive to a history lecture. It would be nice if more of my class was like you?"
H-hey, you're gonna get embarrassed?
Keine sighs. "But a place like Gensokyo doesn't care about history. They have more pressing concerns, and the future is all that interests them. I suppose I can't really blame them, but..."She stops speaking for a moment and gets a faraway look in her eyes. It kind of seems like she's? trapped? Frustrated? She shakes it right off, though.
"No, what am I saying? I'm glad you liked the lesson, and I hope you'll come back." Keine pulls you closer and gives you a chalky little pat on the head, bringing you quite close to her ample breasts.
Those things really are big.
it's a sunny day outside. Kids laugh and play about in front of the one-room school, while others hug their parents and tell them about what happened. You wonder what it's like, having parents. But they probably wonder what it's like to have living, breathing dolls.
Marisa's leaning against the fence around the schoolhouse, watching you with a little grin. She ruffles your hair when you get close.
"How was school, dear?" she asks in a slightly teasing voice. "Sakuya's made a big lunch to celebrate your first day.?
To her surprise, you think for a moment before replying.
"It was? interesting."
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Maybe you'll go back there sometime. Even if you don't learn specifically about dolls, Keine's lessons might still be useful. And she'd probably make a good doll herself. You maybe feel a bit uncomfortable at the thought of doing that to her, but it would be for the best, right?
Anyway, there was one other memorable thing?
[ ] Obedience training.
[ ] Part-timing with Reisen.
[ ] Helping out with the watch.