Shisae Lung Capacity Test

Translated by Dawn

Edited by Dawn

Shisae Lung Capacity Test

8 days later, on Thursday, May 31st.

As the last class ended and homeroom began, the homeroom teacher repositioned her glasses and looked around at us from her desk.

“I would like to thank you all for your hard work over the past month. Except for homework, today marks the end of all of your elementary education.”

Tired breaths filled the classroom.

The atmosphere was similar to that of a nervous breakdown after a regular test.

Only Kiriha, Miina, and Maria were calm.

Shisae was melting on the desk. I’d give her Kiriha’s honey later.

The amount of homework and the density of the classes were not half bad, no matter how elementary school level they were.

However, if you had the motivation, you could overcome all of them.

Looking back on this month, in which motivation was more important than talent and hard work led to results, I could say that it was quite fulfilling.

“You’ve all worked very hard this past month.”

The teacher talked to us with a crisp expression like a career woman.

“Even at the elementary school level, there may have been some subjects that were not used for a long time and were forgotten or some subjects that were not understood even in elementary school, and the class moved on to the next lesson without having understood them. Because of this, some of them may have been stumped in their subsequent junior high school classes, and some of them may have developed a dislike of studying.”

A few students reacted to the teacher’s words.

I, too, partly bit my lip lightly in my mouth as it wore off.

“However, you have now mastered six years of elementary school Japanese, mathematics, and science, and have memorized 1,400 kanji characters and 70,000 English words. You have also succeeded in deepening your knowledge of Japanese history up to the Asuka period.”

When the teacher said that much, the tone of her voice softened, and the corners of her mouth relaxed, slightly.

“students will begin their studies. The number of subjects will increase to include ancient Japanese literature, geography, and civics; science will be divided into chemistry, physics, and biology; and world history will be added to Japanese history. In English, students will learn detailed grammar. I think many students in the first year of junior high school were frustrated by these studies. But don’t worry. You have acquired perfect basic knowledge in the past month. With that basic knowledge, I am sure that you will be able to keep up with your studies at the junior high school level.”

As I listened to the teacher, I naturally straightened my back.

Then I realized.

My attitude toward study had improved.

The seemingly ridiculous program of studying at the elementary school level was probably intended to make students change their minds.

If I had been given difficult problems to solve, I would have gotten frustrated and thrown them away without solving a single one, and I would have remained a student who hated studying.

However, I acquired the habit of reading, writing, solving, and scoring points by keeping my mind fully occupied in the face of a large number of problems that I was expected to be able to solve.

Now, I would be willing to try ancient literature and civics for the time being.

“I hope you will all complete your homework for the day. Then, please attend your middle school classes tomorrow.”

Hearing her words, I renewed my determination to study.

I would make it into the top 100 and be in the same class as everyone else. I felt positive about it, not reluctant.

***

“Everyone, we’re here to pick you up.”

End of work that day.

As Kiriha and I teleported the police team back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications from the police station, I noticed that Maiko looked tired.

“Thank you as always. Well then, I’m going to go report the results for today, and then we’ll have a study session.”

“Aah…Hey, Maiko, you don’t look so good, what’s the matter?”

I was a little concerned because we just had a case of Maya the other day.

“No, I’m fine. I’m just a little tired from work.”

Maiko smiled back at me, lightly waving her hand in denial.

“Maiko has been working hard lately. The number of psychometric tests has almost doubled compared to the previous years. Thanks to that, the efficiency of my work and Maya-san’s work has doubled.”

“What do you mean?”

I tilted my head at the way Maria said that.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t explained to Honey-san how we work. My Thoughtography and Maya-san’s detection cannot function without some information. For example, nothing will happen even if I think [Where is the culprit in this case?] However, when Maiko-san conducts psychometry on the crime scene, I do Thoughtography on that information, and Maya-san uses Detection based on the picture and name, followed by my Thoughtography, the location of the culprit is displayed on a map in real-time like GPS.”

“Isn’t that a cheat!”

“Yes. I can always locate Honey-san by the same method, so don’t make Kiriha-san unhappy by cheating on her.”

“No, I won’t, I mean, I’m with Kiriha 24 hours a day except for bathrooms and toilets.”

I pointed out snappily.

“Now that you mention it.”

“I’m fine if you want to take a bath together.”

Kiriha brought her shoulder close to me.

“Y-you were embarrassed when I saw you naked.”

“Yeah, I’m fine now. Since you’ve already seen me once.”

My best efforts to fight back were meaningless, and Kiriha was grinning and enjoying herself.

Kiriha was so erotically cute that I was flabbergasted. My future, however, was rosy.

And Maria, Maiko, and Maya were talking in secret, shoulder to shoulder.

“It seems he’s seen her naked before.”

“The two of them have a naughty relationship.”

“Fuya, but, they’re dating so that’s normal, right?”

“It was an accident during Apport practice!”

I struck a karate chop pose with both hands.

“You guys always get along so well.”

As usual, Director SAYURI, dressed in a tight black suit, walked up to us in a composed manner.

“Ah, thank you for your hard work, Director Sayuri.”

“Umu, you guys have done a great job too. So, Ikuo Okui, how are your studies going?”

“Yes, I finished elementary school level today, but there’s no problem.”

“Ho, it seems you have enough basic knowledge. Excellent, excellent. Starting tomorrow, you will have half a month to complete the first grade and one month to complete the second grade, and the results of the mid-term test will be used to sort you into classes. Don’t let your guard down, Honey Okui, your lovey-dovey harem school life depends on this month and a half!”

“What does Director think we are!?”

“Hmm? Aren’t they, your girlfriends?”

“What era of tyranny are you from!?”

“Mistress culture was popular during the bubble economy era.”

“Perish, please. Now!”

Shisae got a sharp look on her face.

“Ha! Honey-chan, if Shisae becomes your mistress and lives together with you, Shisae can rub Kiriha-chan’s big boobs in the bathroom and worship them as much as Shisae wants! Honey, Shisae wants you to go out with Shisae on the premise of a political marriage!”

“Do you have a Japanese language bug?”

“Don’t worry! Shisae doesn’t need love! Just lend Shisae your body, Kiriha-chan’s body, and Shisae doesn’t need anything else!”

“You’re shorting your Japanese!”

“If you want to touch Shisae’s boobs, it’s fine.”

A tenth of a second later, Shisae had her face buried in Kiriha’s chest.

Then she took a deep, deep, long breath in, so long that I thought she was doing a lung capacity test.

At the sight of this, Director Sayuri tapped me on the shoulder with a sincere look on her face.

“Take Shisae, with a volunteer spirit.”

“…I’ll do my best.”

What could I say, I thought it was for Shisae’s and society’s sake.

Holding Shisae’s head in her arms, Kiriha looked up and said.

“I’d like to have dinner with you once in a while, Director Sayuri. I’ll serve you my home-cooked food.”

“I don’t mind, but don’t you feel uncomfortable in the presence of superiors?”

Shisae stopped her diving, not submerging, and turned around.

“Fuhaa…t-this is the difference between big boobs and huge boobs…Oh, Sayuri-chan, the admission fee to Honey-chan’s house is just your body, haha.”

“I think the one who should be rather uncomfortable would be Director Sayuri, though?”

“That seems to be the case. I’d like to talk about the progress of the plan, so please take care of me tonight.”

“Leave it to me.”

Kiriha, who was in charge of cooking, winked as she rolled up her sleeves in a breezy manner.

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