"Pervert Hospital" Episode 3: I Can't Stop Letting It Rip. [Creative Awards 2025 #Work Novel Category]

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　　　Episode 3: I can't stop letting it rip.

　Thinking about the Japanese language.
　Isn't it possible that we sometimes fail to use the right words for the situation?

　The other day, I encountered a scene where a young boy was being coached on honorifics. He had a sad look on his face.
　When I asked, "What's wrong?" it turned out he had called out to a patient from a distance, saying "Come here."
　Apparently, his boss lectured him, telling him not to say "Come here" but to use honorifics for superiors. I decided to listen to his side of the story.

　"'Come here' is the honorific form of 'to come.' I don't remember ever abandoning the feeling of respecting the other person. It just slips out by accident."

　It must be a matter of nuance.
　His way of speaking is gentle, with a cuteness like a son's. And everyone surely has words that just slip out of their mouths. I, too, have a key phrase that I end up saying.

　It was a story from when I administered an enema as part of the pre-operative preparation for a patient about to undergo surgery. I injected about 60ml of a solution called glycerin through the anus. The goal is simply to get the poop out, clean and clear.

　"Please hold in your bowel movement for a while until the solution fills you up. Then, let's head to the toilet," I explained, and left the room. It was a very busy day. The ward was hectic again today.

　"An emergency admission is coming in!"

　"They'll be up after the X-ray! Get ready!"
　"Clear a bed in the full ward! Let's transfer one patient! Another appendicitis case is coming!"
　"Cardiac arrest!!"
　"Where did the doctor go?!?"
　"Bring the DC!"
　"We're out of Bosmin! Run to the pharmacy!!"
　In the midst of all that, a red light turned on. It was a nurse call. I hurriedly picked up the receiver, and a modest voice could be heard from afar.

　"...Is it okay if I poop now?"

　I had forgotten; I had given them an enema.

　"Yes, let it rip!"

　I hung up the nurse call.

　This is a story from when I was working as a scrub nurse assisting in surgery. The operation had already exceeded six hours. My urge to defecate had already reached its peak. During surgery, you are not allowed to lower your hands. Because it's unsterile. I stood in the same position, barely moving, just clenching my anus. The unsterile urge made my body sway quietly.

　Instructions flew from the doctor one after another.

　"Metzen."

　"Widen the field of view, I can't see."
　The scene was tense.

　In the midst of that, B'z was playing as background music.

　"Do you think you've realized your own limits?"

　Inaba-san's high-pitched voice asked.

　My field of vision had already turned into a completely white landscape.
　I said.
　"Urge to defecate, at the limit. I'm letting it rip."

　Time stopped for everyone around me.

　The music kept playing.
　"♩And then~ spread your wings~ Ultra Soul!♩"

　Without waiting for the "Yeah!!" I lowered my hands. My own emergency situation. It seems I, too, cannot stop "letting it rip." As long as I carry life in this body, limits will always come.

　I'll tell you the story of how I got fired as an operating room nurse after this another day.

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