A comprehensive reproductive activity examination.
In other words, it was a test to determine whether one possessed reproductive capabilities or not.
Conducted on the third Sunday of every month, this examination appeared to be quite controversial.
Indeed, even setting aside all other crude expressions, the very idea of the state verifying the presence and excellence of one’s reproductive function felt inherently dystopian.
Consequently, various male organizations seemed to challenge it every quarter; however, the government appeared resolute in its stance, unwilling to compromise on this particular issue, and public opinion largely concurred.
As for me, it didn’t really matter—
“Ugh, ugh, ugh! I don’t want to go!”
“Mr. Park Youngho, if you refuse to attend this time, you will truly go to prison. We don’t want that, do we?”
Over there, things seemed to be quite different.
A man was throwing a tantrum almost like a child in a supermarket, while a woman sighed, her expression suggesting she was all too familiar with such scenes.
From the moment I arrived at the examination center, they had been bickering like that for approximately five minutes.
Overhearing their conversation, it seemed he was a habitual no-show for the center’s examinations, which was why personnel had been specially dispatched to retrieve him. Yet, even here, he persisted in his behavior.
“Air raid siren! Air raid siren! Aaaaaargh!”
“…Haa.”
The woman’s soul was slowly beginning to escape her face.
From a distance, it looked somewhat comical, but having worked in security-related jobs for a few days myself, I couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t a stranger’s problem.
Thus, a slight sense of unsolicited concern welled up within my chest.
Though I didn’t consider myself a particularly righteous person, I felt this much was acceptable.
“Excuse me.”
“…!”
I approached the man who was causing the scene and spoke to him.
He seemed utterly unprepared for such an intervention, staring blankly at me before his face contorted.
“Wh-what? Do you know me? Who are you?”
“There are a lot of people here, so please just go quietly instead of making a fuss. I overheard your conversation earlier; they were talking about prison.”
As I subtly drew closer, he instinctively flinched.
Was he about 165 cm tall? While men in this world generally had shorter average heights, he was particularly diminutive even among them.
“Let’s do this amicably, alright?”
I smiled faintly and patted his shoulder.
I didn’t particularly enjoy intimidating others, but for dealing with troublemakers, there was nothing quite like it.
Such individuals were generally bullies who picked on the weak.
“…”
His reaction was exactly as I expected.
He simply lowered his gaze and headed into the center without a word, like a dog with its tail between its legs.
Watching him, I clicked my tongue.
If he was going to do that in the end, why had he troubled so many people?
“Um…”
At that moment, a cautious voice came from behind me.
It was the same female agent who had been trying to calm the man down earlier.
“Oh, yes. I apologize. I shouldn’t have interfered.”
“Oh, no, no! There’s no need to apologize; I’m actually grateful. Thanks to you, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.”
Her beaming smile was a stark contrast to her earlier expression.
Indeed, from what I’d vaguely seen online, there seemed to be countless people like him.
Hadn’t I heard that 71 percent of the entire male population had skipped their examinations at some point? And yet, they couldn’t really enforce penalties.
The possibility of criminal punishment was merely a formality.
Perhaps because I came from a world where men were simply thrown into the military, I found such an environment quite novel.
Here, even military service was undertaken by women.
“You must have a tough job. Are there still many people like that these days?”
This meant the center agent standing before me was someone worthy of respect.
Of course, reality seemed to differ.
“…An incredible number. Haa. Most men harbor a lot of resentment towards the center.”
Shaking her head with a melancholic expression, she then looked at me.
Her gaze was quite unusual.
Slightly taken aback, I soon understood the reason.
She was inherently tall, and wearing heels, her eye level was higher than most men in this world.
Even so, I was still about a span taller.
Given that the average height of women in this world was similar to my original world, I would likely be significantly taller than most people, regardless of gender.
“You’re very tall.”
“I suppose so.”
As she spoke, her gaze swept over my body.
While her scrutiny seemed a little too persistent for merely observing a civilian, I figured it might be due to the specific function of this center.
“Huu, haa…”
Then, her breathing gradually grew heavier.
Her complexion looked quite unusual, with her face flushing red.
Had the earlier situation been too much of a shock? She looked utterly unwell, so I subtly moved closer.
“Are you feeling alright?”
“S-sigh… No, I’m fine.”
“Are you really okay? Shouldn’t you go to a hospital?”
Was she perhaps embarrassed to admit she was unwell? The thought suddenly occurred to me.
After all, conceptually, men and women seemed to have swapped roles in this place.
Concerned, my hand involuntarily reached out.
Of course, I didn’t exert any physical force; I simply placed my hand on her forehead.
“Hiccup!”
“You don’t have a fever, though.”
“Hiccup! Haat… I’m really fine. Please don’t… worry about it. Hiccup!”
She forced a smile through her hiccups, her effort so desperate that I could only nod.
“…If you feel unwell, please make sure to go to the hospital.”
“Yes, sir.”
To press further here would truly be meddling.
Leaving her behind, I headed inside the center.
****
Leaving the somewhat peculiar incident outside the center behind, everything proceeded smoothly once I entered.
Guided by the receptionist, I took a waiting number and received a brief explanation from her.
“Just as you’ve done several times before, your appointment will conclude after a simple physical examination and an interview with a center doctor. Please let us know if you experience any discomfort during the examination, and once the procedure is complete, return here, and we’ll quickly process your departure!”
The receptionist rattled off the words as if rapping.
Not long after, it was my turn, and a long-haired woman in a white coat led me away.
“Please come this way, Mr. Kim Hyunwoo.”
“Ah, yes.”
Following her guidance, I underwent a few truly simple tests.
A chest X-ray, blood draw, vision test, and height and weight measurements.
It felt somewhat strange, like undergoing another physical examination, but the tests themselves were so straightforward that they didn’t take much time.
If there was one issue, it was that there was one test item I had never undergone in my life.
“Please collect it in here.”
The hand offering the cup was remarkably confident.
Of course, a slight blush was visible on her face, but for her, it was likely not an unusual sight.
“…Yes, thank you.”
I took the cup.
It was a disposable container, so it couldn’t be, but I felt as if I could smell or feel something.
So, I was supposed to collect semen in this, then…
“Ahem.”
There had never been any particular issue, and since I had no lover or spouse, there was naturally no occasion for a semen analysis.
Thus, this unexpected first experience felt even more awkward than I had imagined, perhaps because there were only women in the center.
“If you encounter any difficulties during the collection process, or if self-stimulation proves challenging, please press the call bell in the room. It happens frequently.”
“Ah, yes, yes.”
Perhaps perceiving my demeanor differently, she added this explanation.
I nodded and quickened my pace slightly, realizing that hesitating would only make me seem stranger.
Glancing around, I felt as if gazes were darting my way.
Whether they were truly staring or if it was just my paranoia, I felt a tiny bit of empathy growing for the men of this world.
This was genuinely more embarrassing than I thought.
“Whew.”
Finally entering the collection room, I surveyed the darkened space, illuminated only by a faint light.
A monitor glowed in the surprisingly spacious room.
Glancing at it, I was surprised to find adult videos and manga from this world.
“…How interesting.”
Indeed, it was truly fascinating.
Even just the covers were different from those of my original world.
Should I call it female-oriented? Yet, they seemed quite different from the female-oriented content of my original world.
Unexpectedly, this piqued my interest a little, and contrary to my worries, it seemed it would proceed somewhat smoothly(?).
*Aah—Haa-ung—*
As I listened to the lewd sounds emanating from the monitor, my gaze suddenly fixed on a red button at the edge of my vision.
Now that I thought about it, what did she mean by pressing it if I couldn’t manage alone?
“Hmm.”
I unnecessarily cleared my throat once.
Knowing it wasn’t needed, I gripped my hand, which was automatically reaching out, and simply focused on the screen.
****
With all the examinations complete, all that remained was the consultation with the doctor.
Calming my subtly tense chest, I entered the room.
“Ah, Mr. Kim Hyunwoo?”
“Yes, yes.”
Inside, there was a small-statured female doctor who, at a glance, looked even younger than me—a stark contrast to the typical image of a ‘doctor.’
Despite her youthful appearance, she displayed a rather relaxed smile, politely gesturing to the chair opposite her.
“You didn’t experience any discomfort during the examination, did you?”
“No, not at all. Everyone was very kind.”
“Haha, the center staff are always kind. But I know this can be surprisingly difficult for men, so I always ask.”
She smiled faintly, flipping through the chart.
At her words, I unnecessarily swallowed hard.
I believed there wouldn’t be any problems, of course, but there’s always that ‘what if,’ isn’t there?
“First of all, this month’s test results, just like last month’s, show no significant issues. Most of your readings are almost identical. However…”
She slightly furrowed her brow, gazing at a corner of the chart.
Her expression was one of intense concentration, and she even pursed her lips cutely, nodding her head.
The entirety of her actions somehow instilled a slight fear in me, prompting me to ask first.
“Is there, perhaps, some kind of problem?”
“What? Oh, no, no. It’s not a problem at all. If anything, it’s an improvement.”
She shrugged her shoulders and showed me the chart.
“Here, this is Mr. Kim Hyunwoo’s semen analysis result. As you can see, your collection volume, sperm count, and activity are all at the top 0.1% level. In fact, you could say you’re top-class nationwide? Even an exemplar.”
“…Ah.”
So that was why she had looked at me that way.
A strange mixture of relief and other emotions washed over me.
It certainly wasn’t something to be sad about; it was closer to good news, yet it felt somewhat awkward to openly rejoice.
“So, we would naturally offer you a donation proposal, but it turns out you were already doing it?”
“Ah, yes.”
Kim Hyunwoo of this world already had several records of doing so.
Truthfully, the procedure wasn’t much different from today’s examination, and if I received a hefty donation subsidy per session, I would naturally do it too.
“Well, in that case, there’s not much else to say. Please continue to take good care of your health… Oh, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask.”
Just as the conversation seemed to be winding down, and I was about to bid farewell, the phrase ‘any questions’ particularly caught my ear.
Indeed, there was one thing I was truly curious about.
‘But, can I really ask this?’
“Um, can I ask a question that isn’t related to my test results?”
“Oh, yes! Of course. And if it’s a personal question… well, I’ll make an exception for you, Hyunwoo.”
She laughed, her lips forming an arc, adding a touch of humor.
Her appearance, combined with her seemingly innocent demeanor, made me hesitate for a moment, but curiosity ultimately overpowered my self-control.
“Um, when collecting… what happens if you press that red button in the room?”
“The red button?”
Her pupils dilated slightly, and then she looked at me with a somewhat suggestive gaze.
With a strangely alluring expression, she narrowed her eyes.
“We… help you a little. Sometimes other staff members go, and sometimes I go myself…”
She then let out a ‘hehe’ laugh.
What followed, I actually wished I hadn’t heard.
“The next time you come, you might want to try pressing it~”
