The hallway during break time is loud and lively.
High school students who used to talk about last night's variety shows and dramas seem to have disappeared; nowadays, most discuss live-streamed voice actor shows or the current season’s anime.
Not everyone…… but some of the boys and girls who are the popular kids, however, were discussing those topics.
It’s impossible to judge which is better or worse. People have their own values, so it’s best to communicate with those who share similar values and enjoy a happy youth.
Passing through the crowd, I walk along the connecting corridor to the special building, then ascend the stairs.
(Now then――)
Having finished the notebook delivery task requested by the modern literature teacher, I take a deep breath.
The special building is rather dusty. Although there’s a cleaning time scheduled after the sixth period every day, us high school students don’t clean it properly.
However, this private Arakujou Academy is cleaned by a service every weekend, so it’s not an issue. Yet, I can't shake the feeling that it may be leading to a decline in cleaning awareness...
(However today is Monday. Damn, the cleaning services are cutting corners.)
—Today is Monday, May 20th.
The fight with Livia Betagard happened on Thursday, May 16th, so after making it through Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, we’re now at today.
The battle of the defiled land fought by the super criminals from another world.
In the first battle, I was painfully reminded of the harsh reality of war. Thankfully, my world was left unscathed, and if you consider the results, Aira and Rain were also unharmed.
However, because of me, Aira ended up in a life-threatening condition. If the wheel of fate had shifted even a bit, Rain might not have come to rescue her, and things could have ended like that—
I've learned more than just one thing. I’ve come to realize that the simple fact of me and Aira being alive is a collection of miracles and a blessing.
Life must be cherished. It's only now, as a second-year high school student, that I have finally come to deeply realize this obvious truth.
"Oh, Harima-senpai!"
"Ah, Haruka."
Just as I was about to go back to the main building and descend the stairs, I was called out by Haruka, who was just about to go up the stairs.
It seems that Haruka was also assigned to carry some subject notebooks and was holding them tightly with both hands.
"I’ll help you."
I jogged down the stairs and half took the notebooks from Haruka. The top notebook had 'Biology' written on it. It’s the one where you learn about things like sperm and eggs. It’s quite improper.
"Thank you so much. They were really heavy."
She let out a deliberately exaggerated sigh
"I thought as much. Also, with Haruka-chan being so popular, there should be plenty of guys eager to help, right?"
"The next period is gym class, so the boys hurried off to the field."
Upon closer inspection, Haruka was also in gym clothes. Her breasts were so prominent they pushed up her gym outfit to the point it seemed almost deliberate. The plump thighs peeking from her shorts were very meaty. She had mentioned recently gaining weight, so it might be true.
"Ah, after spring of the first year, our high school has softball. The boys must be really into it."
"Do you like it too, Harima-senpai?"
"…W-Well, I’m not great at sports, so…"
"Oh~. That means you’re not popular with girls~."
…Simply being in this kind of relationship with Haruka is more than enough for me.
To me, Hinoshita Haruka is a lifesaver and an irreplaceable friend.
That’s why I don’t want to drag her into this again. But as long as Haruka is in this city and the war hasn’t ended, the possibility will remain.
Nothing is absolute in this world. Within that framework, all I can do is try my best.
"Hey, about the club activities…"
Haruka is a member of the basketball club and reportedly practices until late every night. This caused her to be caught up in the Battle of the Defiled Land last Thursday.
She said she gets a ride home from friends, but… I’m sorry, those friends don’t have any real power to keep Haruka safe.
Last week, we barely avoided the worst outcome—the result of me taking her virginity while Haruka was unconscious—but thinking about it again, it’s terrifying.
Before I could suggest, 'Can you take a short break from club activities?', Haruka turned toward me with a loud 'Ah!'
"Um, do you have any plans for after school today?"
"Huh, why?"
"Remember, I told you before. It's a practice match, a practice match!"
It’s possible that she talked about it during a lunch break some time ago, saying that a practice game with another school is coming up soon.
"If you don’t have any plans, would you come and watch it at the gym?"
"Is Haruka is playing too? Even though you're only a first-year?"
"I might not get a lot of playing time, but I will definitely be there. This is the time for evaluating first-year students' skills, after all."
Haruka, having placed the notebook in front of the biology prep room, showed me a shooting motion with a swoosh.
She held a large basketball with her right hand from below and used her left hand to adjust the angle.
Is this how she normally does it? She arched her back to flaunt her prominently protruding breasts, and then—let it go.
With her pink-colored hair swaying, Haruka, who had somehow floated slightly in the air, landed lightly with a 'thud.'
"Hehe, how was it?"
Haruka asked with an entirely pure and charming smile, and all I could reply was 'Amazing.'"
It's easy to understand why she'd earned the vulgar nickname "Breast Shaking Shooter Haruka-chan" in the middle school basketball world.
Haruka, delighted by my praise, clasped her hands in front of her large breasts and twirled her fingers.
—Arakujou Private Academy's number one beauty the pure and busty Hinoshita Haruka.
It’s not just Aira and Rain. There are other precious people I must protect too.
I clenched my right fist tightly.
※ ※ ※
After school, I was heading to the gym to watch the basketball club's practice match, but first, there was a place I needed to stop by.
I put on my shoes at the shoe lockers and went to the school gate. There, as usual, the Crimson Beauty who attracted the intense gazes of the surrounding boys stood with her back straight.
"……Hey."
"Ah—, welcome back, Yuki."
"Is Aira Verfane Quatronix the kind of person who forgets what I ask as soon as she takes three steps?"
"That might be the case."
Aira smiled mischievously. Compared to when we first met last week, her expression has become much softer.
As usual, her beautiful crimson hair was styled into a ponytail, and she wore a tight-fitting blouse.
"Well, I’m glad you came to pick me up. …But sorry, I have something to do afterwards."
"Where are you going? Is it to the supermarket again? I'll join you."
"No, it's not that. Remember that girl, Hinoshita Haruka? She's in the basketball club, and it seems they have a practice match today. She invited me."
"I see…? The basketball team, a practice match—?"
She placed her white hand on her chin and nodded thoughtfully.
"Do you perhaps not know?"
"I have a general idea, but is it a sport?"
"Yeah, that's right. It's a game where you fight over a ball of this size and try to score more into a goal that's in the air to win."
"I see—sounds interesting."
She eagerly responded to my rough explanation, her eyes sparkling with interest.
That said, I can’t invite Aira to the school gym. She’d stand out too much, in many ways.
"I also want to watch it with you."
"…I thought you’d say that."
"Is it not okay?"
She had a slightly sorrowful expression. Ugh… I can’t resist this. I feel the urge to do something.
When I glanced towards the gym, I saw what looked like members of the opposing school's basketball team gathering.
What caught my attention was—students from a completely different school entering the gym, not students from Arakujou Academy or the opposing school's practice match.
I see. Perhaps due to the Breast Shaking Shooter Haruka-chan effect, this practice match seems to be attracting attention from neighboring schools, they might be allowing outsiders to visit today.
"Aira"
"Yes?"
"That outfit, if I remember correctly, is made using magical power, right?"
"—Yes. I learned that kind of basic magic from my parents. Therefore, I can only wear things that fit my body now... Why the sudden question?"
When I heard about it on Saturday, I recalled having a weird fantasy that Aira must be living completely nude, just wrapped in magical energy.
This made things easier.
"Here."
"—?"
I opened the browser on my smartphone and searched for 'high school girl uniform' images.
I picked a random photo from the array and showed it to Aira.
The description says it’s a uniform from a girls’ school in Hokkaido. It’s a basic, ordinary high school girl’s uniform.
"…Yuki, do you want me to cosplay for you?"
"Why do you know such irrelevant, Defiled Land words…? No, that's not it. I want to know if you can create this with your magic."
"Of course, I can make it."
"In that case—wow, that was fast."
Accompanied by a pleasant, electronic 'shun' sound, Aira’s ample body was momentarily surrounded by light and then immediately transformed into the Hokkaido girls' school uniform I had presented.
"Mmm—it's not bad. So this is a uniform?"
A light blue blouse with the school logo on the collar, and a striking, bright skirt with a dark red striped design
There’s a red ribbon at the chest, and a navy blue summer sweater is worn over the blouse.
The uniform suits the crimson beauty perfectly. The blouse and sweater are adjusted by Aira down to the millimeter, fitting perfectly. How much does she want her body to be tightly fitted?
As Aira puffed out her chest to check something, her large breasts jiggled, and her skirt fluttered.
Next, she spun her arms around and did some stretching exercises as a warm-up
"It's not like we're going to fight or anything."
"Ah... you’re right. So, with this outfit, can I watch Haruka’s game with Yuki?"
"Yep, absolutely."
"Then let’s go!"
Thus, I ended up attending Haruka’s practice match with Aira.
…The stares from everyone around are painful, so could you please stop pulling my hand, Aira?
※ ※ ※
The gymnasium at Private Arakujou Academy, is usually used for physical education classes.
However, right now it feels like a completely different space.
From the second-floor gallery, Aira and I, watching the match between Private Arakujou Academy vs. Prefectural Seigamine High School, were completely engrossed in the game.
Pass after pass was made. The player receiving the ball seemed to have already assessed the surroundings, passing it to another player without even looking.
While confusing the opponents, the high school girls managed to advance the large ball towards the elevated goal.
Of course, if the routes of passing are seen through, the opponents will intercept, putting the team in a tight spot.
The Arakujou Academy players hurried back to their side. Despite being only the second quarter, most players, including the opponents, were already out of breath.
The transition speed between offense and defense is unusually fast compared to other sports like soccer. Players must quickly move from defense to offense and shift their thinking from guarding to attacking.
"Does it seem slow after all?"
After all, Aira is from another world. If we talk about stats, her Agility is A+.
In the dream of Aira's past, she was cutting down soldiers of the Three Kingdoms Coalition with incredible speed.
"――What do you think?"
"Oh, its surprising."
"No, it’s just that in terms of speed alone, I am definitely faster."
"I figured as much."
"But—"
Among the members of Arakujou Academy, the leader-like player who always stands at the center and gives instructions is holding the ball.
Thud――thud――thud――. However, this time she’s just hitting the ball on the gym floor without giving any instructions and wiping off sweat.
She smirked.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the ball smoothly passed from that player to another and then to a different player on the opposite side.
"To coordinate like that, maintaining such speed without any verbal communication among teammates is something I couldn't achieve."
Swish!
The player, wide open, made a graceful jump and scored with a satisfying swish.
The scoreboard changed from '32-19' to '34-19,' with Arakujou Academy leading.
The cheers from the gallery, the players’ breaths, and the blaring buzzer filled the air.
In the midst of it all, my own world felt completely silent.
Maybe I can say it now――.
"Because Aira was always by herself."
I muttered with conviction.
With just that one sentence, Aira realized everything.
She realized that I already knew about Aira Verfane Quatronix sin.
"…What did you think?"
Aira, still looking at the match, asked with a worried tone.
I didn’t need to think to understand what she was asking my opinion on.
"It was awful, wasn’t it? Seeing me indiscriminately slaughtering innocent people who were fleeing in panic."
Without nodding, I simply shook my head.
If you only focus on the results, Aira is right, but if you look at the details, it’s a completely different story.
"I don’t think so. It’s not Aira’s fault but someone else’s—Livia’s fault, right?"
"...But to the people who were killed, I'm the devil."
Back then—when she faced the rampaging Livia Betagard, Aira must have realized.
…that this person was the one who drove her to hell.
Even after realizing that Livia was the true perpetrator and defeating her, Aira continues to bear that sin.
It’s easy to claim that everything is taken care of, but for Aira, the problem lies elsewhere.
"Even though another consciousness was implanted into me, the body is undoubtedly mine."
Aira grips the chest area of her girls' school uniform tightly.
Another shot by Arakujou Academy scores, changing the score. The gap widens.
"The sensation of slashing the hearts of a parent and child eating stew in a small house, and the feeling of decapitating an elderly farmer in the fields—"
With only a minute and a half remaining in the second quarter, the opponents become frantic and start a full-scale offensive.
In no time, they advanced to the Arakujou Academy side, and a shorter player made a move with a dribble.
"—The memory and sensation of having slaughtered nearly two thousand innocent people in only a few hours, as well as the sin, remain in this body. They will continue to be engraved in me until death."
As the ball went out of the court while cutting off the opposing player's dribble, a whistle blew simultaneously.
Player substitution.
One of Arakujou Academy's players went back to the bench, and in her place, another player took to the court, her breasts swaying.
A roar of 'Ooooh!' rose from the men, and the gymnasium was enveloped in a heated atmosphere.
—I watched Haruka, who stood proudly on the court with her pink-colored hair swept back, and gently patted Aira’s head.
"It’s not your fault, Aira. Nobody blames you. …If you still want to carry the sin knowing that, I’ll carry it with you. In fact, let me help you carry it. —Don’t worry. You’re not alone anymore."
I wasn’t trying to be cool. I simply spoke honestly about what I felt in my heart
…Nevertheless, the very person I didn’t want to laugh at me ended up laughing.
Aira Verfane Quatronix, clad in a girls' school uniform and with a different feeling than usual, rubbed under her eyes with her white fingers—
"…Really, Yuki, you’re such a fool."
—That’s what she said quietly.
From the court came the sound of the ball brushing strongly against the goal net with a 'Swish" noise.
When I looked, Haruka was performing an after-shot motion beyond the three-point line, her large breasts shaking in the process. The men cheered loudly once more.
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