engrossment got Shirai angry, but she would never ignore something her beloved big sister said. Feeling gloomy about a number of things now, she sighed. “Apparently they stuff vinyl bags with gel in them when you get breast implants, too. I mean, most people would need some sort of device to have them swaying all over the place.”
“Swaying all over the place…Th-they have a lot of different shapes, too.”
“Everyone has their own needs, I suppose. Oh, Big Sister, I think yours would become that type after your modest chest grows some more, do you not?”
“Don’t point to it! There are other customers in here!!”
Mikoto hastily pushed Shirai’s finger away, but she kept her eyes and attention on the product Shirai had pointed out. Shirai, looking distant, sighed—if she shoved such a gigantic breast pad into her bra, everyone would clearly notice.
For a few moments, Mikoto forgot about the time, single-mindedly observing the breast pads. Then, suddenly, she took a step back from the shelf they were on and tilted her head. “But in the end, as soon as you took your clothes off, the truth would come out.”
“…?! B-Big Sister. D-do not tell me that you have already planned so far into the future?!”
“Eh? Uh, oh! No, that’s not it, Kuroko!! Gym class! I’m talking about changing during gym class!!” Mikoto insisted, shaking her head in a fluster. Shirai’s face remained comically locked in an expression of surprise.
3
Academy City bathed in the evening glow.
The Garden of Learning used white as its standard color for buildings. They were extremely good at reflecting the color of the sky. The traffic flow of the young ladies, separated into five different school uniforms, was gathering at the terminal—the time of the last bus was approaching. Like Mikoto and Shirai, their dorms were probably outside of the Garden of Learning.
They weren’t required to use the bus, but some of these young ladies were ignorant of the ways of the world, scared even of Academy City, from which they were isolated. Some even lived in a mental bubble containing only their dormitory, the bus, and the Garden of Learning.
Shirai and Mikoto walked leisurely through the frantic going-home rush. Actually, it was more like they were exhausted and unable to join the rush. The flimsy bags in their hands swayed to and fro without energy.
“I-I told you a hundred times, I’m only talking about when I get changed for gym. I-I mean, th-th-there’s no guy I’m into or not into—you know what, it doesn’t matter at all anyway.”
“A-and as I’ve said a thousand times, it is certainly too early for you to plan for a future that involves taking off your clothes in front of a gentleman, yes?”
“Argh! You’re so bad at listening, you bad-taste full-exposure lace-underwear buyer!”
“B-bad taste?! Th-that underwear
you
found was so cutesy it was just childish instead, and as a fellow girl, it creeps me out!”
They began struggling with each other again. They didn’t last long, though, since their protracted argument earlier had drained their stamina. They both sighed and fell limp again.
They didn’t use the bus to begin with, so they didn’t mind when the last bus came. With the passing of the students on their way home, stores were already beginning to close up. Shirai glanced at the cozy shops as she went by. “Big Sister, I will without a doubt make further inquiries into the truth of this matter at a later time. But what shall we do now? A good amount of time has passed because of our arguing. My current Kuroko Plan was to go for a light meal after shopping.”
“I see. I’ll certainly clear up the misunderstanding later, then. Shouldn’t we call it quits for today? Everything in the Garden of Learning closes up early.”
“Hmmmm. There are plenty of shops outside, though. Things only just begin when we leave. We could go for a dessert course at the Kuromitsu House.”
“Umm, Kuroko, it’s
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