Chapter 1
On that day, I found myself dragged into an event that I would come to regret.
At the time, I had been teaching at this university for ten years. I held the title of professor, though in truth, I was getting close to retirement age. Even so, I believe the main reason I was able to stay on was my track record of nurturing outstanding talent—a contribution the university duly recognized.
Beyond that, I simply didn't want to leave. This institution was where I had spent the days of my youth, and I wanted to see out the rest of my life here. If there was anywhere I could find my purpose in this world, it was surely right here. That was how deeply attached I felt.
Holding those sentiments close, I had lived my life in this academic world. To be frank, it was a conviction that wouldn't change until the day I died.
Then, on a day like any other, I met the woman who would alter my fate.
I was preparing for a lecture as usual when a voice suddenly called out from behind.
"Oh, Professor Nagai, good morning."
Turning toward the sound, I saw an unfamiliar woman standing there, a gentle expression on her face. As I stared at her, my mind fell into confusion.
"And you are...?"
"I'm Iwai—Miharu Iwai. It's a pleasure to meet you."
She gave a polite bow. That single gesture made my heart race. I couldn't explain why, but my pulse was suddenly hammering in my chest.
"Ah, Iwai. You're studying to become a nurse, aren't you?"
"Yes, that's right. Recently, listening to your lectures made my desire to become a nurse even stronger."
She bowed her head once more as she answered.
"I see. That's wonderful. Keep at it."
"Thank you very much. Actually, I was hoping to ask for your advice today."
"Alright. Let's talk after class. Until then, sit in on my lecture."
"Yes, thank you so much."
With that, she turned and walked away.
Watching her leave, I let out a slow breath and placed a hand over my chest. My heart was still pounding furiously—a sensation reminiscent of falling in love for the very first time.
(What on earth was that?)
I tilted my head, utterly unable to comprehend the sudden surge of emotion inside me.
(Well, no matter. For now, I need to focus on today's lecture.)
Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I waited for class to begin.
When the time came, I wrote on the blackboard and began explaining the material to the students. Miharu Iwai was sitting right in the front row, listening intently to every word. Her earnest posture stirred something deep within me.
"You have quite a lovely expression on your face," I remarked almost absentmindedly.
"Pardon?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Let's continue."
I brushed it off and resumed the lecture.
When class ended, Miharu approached my desk.
"Thank you, Professor. That was incredibly educational."
"Glad to hear it. So, what was it you wanted advice on?"
"Well, I wanted to ask what you think is the most important thing when it comes to being a nurse."
"The most important thing? Wouldn't it be better to ask someone in the medical field about that?"
"No. I think your perspective is the most wonderful, Professor. That's why I want to hear it from you."
She looked straight into my eyes as she spoke.
"Very well. Let's make some time, then. Come to my office right now."
"Yes, thank you!"
She smiled happily—a smile that struck a deep chord in my chest.
I led her to my office, gesturing for her to take a seat once we stepped inside.
"Go ahead, sit down. So, what is it you want to know?"
"Um, Professor... what do you think is the single most vital quality for a nurse?"
"The most vital quality... I believe it's empathy—staying close to the patient's feelings. Patients suffer from illness and injury, and in those moments, what they need most is kindness. That's why treating patients with genuine warmth is essential."
"That's such a lovely way to think about it, Professor. I want to become someone like that, too."
"If that's the case, give it your all. I'm sure you'll make a fine nurse."
"Thank you very much. I'll engrave your words in my heart," she said, visibly moved. The look on her face sent a tremor through my chest.
"Iwai-san, you really are a remarkable woman. If someone like you becomes a nurse, your patients will be truly fortunate."
"Oh, Professor, please don't flatter me like that. I still can't do anything properly."
"No, I mean it. You are kind, diligent, and... remarkably cute."
"Wh-What?!"
Her eyes went round in surprise. The reaction was so adorable that I couldn't help but let out a quiet chuckle.
"To tell you the truth, Iwai-san, I've been drawn to you ever since I first saw you today."
"E-Ehh? Is that so? But... I only hold respect for you as my professor."
"I see. That's a shame. Because I happen to like you as a woman."
"Wh-What?! But Professor... I already have a boyfriend," she blurted out, panic creeping into her voice.
Her confession caught me slightly off guard, but only for a moment.
"I see. That's unfortunate. Still, I'm not going to give up. I'll win your heart eventually."
"Professor, that's impossible! I could never betray my boyfriend."
"It's fine. We'll just keep it a secret from him. Besides, you might just fall for me in time."
"That's... there's no way!"
"Are you sure? Why don't we test that theory?"
Saying so, I reached out and took her hand in mine—a hand that felt impossibly soft and warm.
"Professor, what are you doing?"
"Iwai-san, I want to know your beauty... even more."
Saying that, I leaned in close to her face. Her eyes wavered with bewilderment and fear.
"It's okay, Iwai-san. It won't hurt."
With those words, I pressed my lips against hers.
Her lips were sweet and soft. I became captivated by the sensation.
"Nn..."
She let out a soft sound. That voice only fueled my arousal.
I devoured her lips deeply, tangling my tongue with hers. The inside of her mouth was sweet as nectar.
"Stop... please..."
She resisted desperately, but I wouldn't let her go.
"Iwai-san, you belong to me. I won't let anyone else have you."
I said this as I embraced her. Her body was slender and soft; I was intoxicated by the feel of it.
"Professor, stop... I have a boyfriend..."
"It's fine—we'll keep it a secret from him. You'll be mine alone."
Saying that, I began to undress her. Her skin was white and smooth; I gasped at its beauty.
"Iwai-san, you are truly beautiful."
I placed my hand on her chest. Her breasts were soft and supple, molding perfectly to my palm.
"Ah!"
She let out a cry, but there was pleasure mixed in with it.
"Iwai-san, you're feeling it, aren't you? Your body is being honest."
I said this as I pinched her nipple with my fingers. It had hardened and stood erect. "Nn... stop..."
"Iwai-san, this is your most sensitive spot, isn't it?"
I said this as I took her nipple into my mouth. It tasted sweet and rich.
"Aah..."
She cried out again. Her voice no longer held any trace of resistance.
"Iwai-san, you belong to me. Your body, your heart—everything is mine."
I said this as I removed her underwear. Her intimate area was wet, with juices dripping down.
"Iwai-san, you're already ready, aren't you?"
"No... stop..."
"Iwai-san, don't lie. You want me right here."
I said this as I slid my fingers into her. It was warm and wet inside, gripping my fingers tight.
"Aah..."
She reached her climax. Her body trembled and spasmed.
"Iwai-san, you're so cute. You're mine."
I said this as I lowered my trousers. My cock was hard, aching for her.
"Iwai-san, I'm going inside."
I said this as I spread her legs. Her intimate area seemed to be longing for me.
"No... stop..."
"It's okay, Iwai-san. I'll be gentle so it doesn't hurt."
I said this as I pressed myself against her. Then, I slowly pushed inside.
"Aah..."
She cried out in pain. But that voice quickly turned into a sound of pleasure.
"Iwai-san, it's so hot and good inside you."
I said this as I began to thrust. She was gripping me tight inside; the sensation turned me on.
"Ah... Professor, stop..."
"Iwai-san, it feels good, doesn't it? Let yourself feel it even more."
I said this as I held her waist tightly, relentlessly pleasuring her most intimate spot.
"Ah... ah..."
She reached the peak of pleasure again and again. Each time, her body tightened around me.
"Iwai-san, you're incredible."
I said this as I poured my desire into her. At that moment, she, too, reached her final climax.
"Ah..."
She called out my name. Hearing her voice filled me with satisfaction.
"Iwai-san, you belong to me."
I said this as I embraced her. Her body was warm and soft; the sensation made me feel happy.
"Professor... what should I do...?"
She looked at me with an expression that seemed on the verge of tears. Finding that look adorable, I gently stroked her hair.
"Don't worry, Iwai-san. I'll protect you. I won't say a word to your boyfriend. You'll be mine alone."
"But... I've betrayed my boyfriend."
"You've done nothing wrong, Iwai-san. You were simply loved by me. That's all there is to it."
"Professor... is it really going to be okay?"
"Yes, it'll be fine. No one will ever know about us. It's a secret love."
"A secret love..."
She murmured the words, and I smiled.
"That's right, Iwai-san. A secret love between you and me. You are my one and only lover."
"Professor..."
She buried her face in my chest as she said this. That gesture filled my heart.
"Iwai-san... I love you."
I said this and kissed her on the cheek. Her cheeks were wet with tears.
"Professor... I... love you, too..."
Saying this, she pressed her lips against mine. It was a kiss that was both sweet and bittersweet.
In that moment, we confirmed our love for one another. It was a secret time that belonged only to us.
I had won the heart of a woman named Miharu Iwai. She was my ideal woman—kind, beautiful, and earnest. Meeting her would change my life forever.
I kept our relationship a secret from everyone. I made sure her boyfriend would never find out. She belonged solely to me.
I reveled in our secret romance. I savored every inch of her body. I dominated her heart. She became completely submissive to my will.
It was a twisted relationship, yet I was happy. As long as she loved me, nothing else mattered.
She began visiting my laboratory frequently. She listened intently to my lectures. She would look into my eyes and smile.
Her behavior aroused me. I started taking her in my arms right there in the lab. At first, she resisted, but gradually, she came to accept it.
She began to desire to be mine completely. She craved my love.
She became obedient to my words. She yielded to my every desire.
She was my lovely doll.
I deepened our relationship. I came to know every part of her body—her most sensitive spots and the things that pleased her.
She grew bold in my presence. She began to seek me out on her own, offering her body to me.
She was my ultimate plaything.
We had sex almost every day. Her body belonged to me. Her heart became mine.
