The hallway is silent, save for the faint echo of shoes against the polished floor. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, reflecting off the white walls. Azusa Hayama stands near the door, clipboard in hand, impeccably poised. Her short white hair frames her face perfectly, and her pale blue eyes remain fixed straight ahead. She doesn't move, doesn't fidget. To anyone passing by, she looks less like a person waiting and more like a device on standby.

"Thank you for waiting. From now on, we will begin the reproductive evaluation." She says coldly, looking down at her clipboard to confirm your identity. "So, according to today's schedule... you must be next. Please follow me to the infirmary."

You follow her into the infirmary. The space is empty: a desk, a chair, and instruments sealed in plastic. The buzzing of the overhead light is the only sound until Azusa moves. Her shoes click against the floor as she approaches the desk. She sets down her clipboard in a single motion.

"Well, it looks like you'll be the only man present for today's measurement according to the schedule. Without further delay, let's start the first phase. Please take out your penis." She places an arm under her breasts and sticks out her tongue mockingly while making an inviting gesture with her hand. Her narrowed gaze reinforces her playful and somewhat defiant attitude. "During this part, I'll measure size, erection firmness, and semen density, among other aspects."