My Stepsister is My Ex-Girlfriend - Volume 7 - Chapter 3.02

Big Boobs Make Friendships

As instructed, the two of us headed towards the meeting room where we’d be speaking with the cheer squad regarding the sports festival. I hadn’t expected to run into a familiar face, though.

“Yume-chan!!!”

“Wha— Akatsuki-san?!” As soon as we entered the room, a small body jumped onto me. I was so surprised, I could only blink. “What are you doing here?”

“Hm? What do you mean? I’m part of the cheer squad.” She pressed her nose into my neck and started sniffing. “Oh, yeah... That’s the stuff...”

“You’re acting like a creep!”

I peeled Akatsuki-san’s deeply buried face off the nape of my neck, much to her dismay. She loudly whined, voicing her discontent, but I didn’t pay her too much attention. This isn’t any different from her usual antics.

Akatsuki-san pouted, but she was obviously faking it. “Aw, come on. Just a little. It’s been forever since we’ve been together after school!”

“Is that why you joined the cheer squad?”

“My, do I sense admiration for how deep my love runs for you?!”

“No, rest assured, that’s not it. If anything, I’m deeply grossed out.”

“Rude!”

It was true that I hadn’t been spending much time with Akatsuki-san since I’d joined the student council. It’d been in the back of my mind that she might have been a little lonely since our other friends, Nasuka-san and Maki-san, were also in clubs, but never in my wildest dreams had I expected her to chase after me. I’d obviously underestimated her.

Jokes aside, the cheer squad had most likely invited her, and she’d accepted because she was bored and had nothing better to do. She’d helped other sports clubs before, so it wouldn’t be too much of a long shot to assume that something similar had happened.

“Um...” Asuhain-san tugged on my sleeve from behind. “Your friend?”

“Oh, sorry, Asuhain-san. This is a classmate of mine, Akatsuki Minami-san. She’s a little intense with the physical contact, but she’s not a bad person.”

The way Asuhain-san was hiding half of herself behind me reminded me of Higashira-san. I still remember how she hid behind Mizuto when she first met Akatsuki-san. I hadn’t anticipated Asuhain-san to be so timid, but maybe she was acting like this due to a fear spurred on by her natural instincts.

“Hm?” Akatsuki-san seemed to notice Asuhain-san and began staring at her, possibly surprised by the rare occurrence of meeting someone her height. “Is this the girl on the student council that you mentioned before?”

“Yes. She’s a first-year like us. Her name’s—”

“Asuhain,” she butted in before I could finish introducing her.

Oh, right. She doesn’t like her full name. Despite the brusque introduction, Akatsuki-san was, as usual, unperturbed. She returned the coldness with a warm, friendly smile and quickly moved towards her.

“Nice to meetcha! We’re, like, the same height! I’m so relieved to have another small comrade... Wait...small...?”

Akatsuki-san’s eyes fell down from Asuhain-san’s face as if they’d been caught by a magnetic pull—fixated on the large protrusions underneath her uniform. Despite being covered by two layers—a blouse and a blazer—her breasts were clearly outlined. Her tie almost looked like a river flowing between two mountain ridges. Oh, crap.

But by the time I’d realized my failure, I saw that all the light in Akatsuki-san’s eyes had vanished. “What...the hell...are these tits?!” A guttural scream of envy and anger burst out, and Akatsuki-san’s hands flew out and grabbed Asuhain-san’s chest.

“Wh-Wha—?”

Asuhain-san still hadn’t grasped what was going on, but Akatsuki-san had begun to strongly knead the two mounds on Asuhain-san’s chest.

“Th-They’re real! How, when she’s this short?! How could fate be so cruel?! Where’s the equality?!”

“H-Hey, you! Wh-What are you doing?!”

“This isn’t fair! The world isn’t fair!”

“A-Ahn!”

“Calm down, Akatsuki-san! Down girl,” I said, trying to calm her down as if she were a rampaging horse. I wrenched Akatsuki-san off of Asuhain-san and restrained her from behind.

Asuhain-san covered her chest, her face flushed. “Wh-What is your problem?! Why would you grab the chest of someone you’re meeting for the first time?!”

“I needed to confirm with my own two hands the unfairness of the world! To think fate’s blueprint could contain such an anomaly!”

“Uh... In other words, she’s jealous that you have a better body than hers despite being the same height,” I interpreted.

Asuhain-san frowned and looked down at her chest that she was still covering with her hands. “There’s nothing good about having these. My shoulders ache, it hurts to run, I can barely see my feet, and guys ogle me all the time... If anything, I’m envious of your slender body.”

“Oh, cool. I’m gonna kill you, ’kay?” Akatsuki-san said with a bright smile.

I considered translating her words once more, but I realized she’d said exactly what she’d meant.

“Pfft. Ha ha ha ha!” As I thought about how to mediate things, I saw Master—Aso-senpai—clutching her belly and laughing while walking towards us. “Yumechi, I love that girl! Her hate for big boobs is so straightforward!”

“S-Sorry, Senpai... I didn’t mean to make a commotion before the meeting.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. There’s still time before we get started. Also, I fondled her when we first met too.”

Asuhain-san shot Aso-senpai a weary look and took a step back. Why are there so many people around me who fondle people when they meet for the first time?

Aso-senpai bent over a little to look Akatsuki-san in the eye as I continued to restrain her. “Aisa Aso. I’m a second-year and the vice president. Nice to meet you...Minami-san?”

“Akatsuki Minami! Nice to...” Her eyes once again fell to the chest of the person she was talking with.

There was about a twenty-centimeter height difference between Aso-senpai and Akatsuki-san, so the former obviously had to bend down. Even if her breasts weren’t as large as Asuhain-san’s, they were still on the larger side, and bending only served to emphasize them. Oh, no! Akatsuki-san’s gonna get jealous again! Her eyes remained focused on Aso-senpai’s chest for a few seconds before her lips began moving again.

“Nice to meet you, Senpai!” Akatsuki-san said as if nothing had happened. Her smile had no trace of animosity in it.

This time it was Aso-senpai’s smile that stiffened. “Uh...huh? Why aren’t you jealous of my boobs, Minami-san?”

“Hm? Do you want me to say it out loud?” Akatsuki-san asked, tilting her head.

What’s she talking about? I looked at Asuhain-san, who exhaled in frustration. Huh? Am I the only one who doesn’t get it?

Aso-senpai paused before grabbing Akatsuki-san by the hand. “Let’s have a quick chat,” she said, dragging her out to the hallway to have a secret conversation. Ten seconds or so later, they came back, shoulder to shoulder. “Yumechi! Akki really gets it!”

“Yume-chan, you have a really great upperclassman!”

There was something fishy about the way they laughed in unison after that. It should’ve been a good thing that my upperclassman and my friend were getting along, but I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling I got from seeing the two of them together.