Souen no Historia Vol 1 Chapter 1
“Waaait, Sou-kun!”
A voice reached him from behind, Asakura Souji turned around in response.
There was a face that’s he sees every day. Her hair was as black as if it was painted from black ink was tied in a ponytail. She came running towards him, her hair grandly swaying just a like a horse’s tail. She wore a bright smile that even could surprise a full-blooming flower.
“Fuu, I finally caught up”
Her breath seemed to be in disorder because of the running. She exhaled from her small mouth while holding her chest.
“There is no need to run, you know?”
When Souji said that, she puffed up her cheeks and glared at him.
“Mou, then it’ll be okay if you just wait for me! We are neighbors after all!”
This girl, Amakawa Mayuki, lives next door since she was young. It was the so called childhood friend relationship. With a height of 146 cm, she is considerably small if compared to the 176 cm Souji. Although the person herself tried to grow over 150 by drinking milk every day, it’s regrettable that she grew somewhere else.
Two ma.s.ses equipped on her chest kept shaking up and down every time she walks.
(Fu~mu, they have grown splendidly… ...85? No, around 90? No, no, don’t tell me….)
Souji demonstrated a restraint towards the marvel just like an excellent pitcher, his eyes were the only one that moved at tremendous speed and visually checked the target. He called it flash peek.
The abundant bulges not only instinctively caught Souji’s gaze, the male high schoolers in the vicinity also showed an unskilled restraint.
However, the person in question, Mayuki, didn’t notice these signs at all. To be more precise, Mayuki wasn’t conscious that she was basked in the attention of the male students.
Two big pupils, coupled with a baby-like, smooth body. Her sun-like smile that enraptures everyone saw it, this girl was undoubtedly a first cla.s.s beautiful girl.
There was also her fan club in Amagawa Academy which Souji also attended. By the way, maybe some already noticed it when they heard Amagawa Academy, the ones who built the Amagawa Academy was her relatives.
Although they were distant relatives, the current board chairman was a close relative, so no men were brave enough to confess to her.
But, there were also those who couldn’t keep their feelings and confessed to her, only to become completely depressed. Moreover regardless of how shaken they were by the damage they received, her words of rejection seemed to become worse and worse as the number of boys rejected increase. That’s why, no one confessed to her now.
Souji heard that Amanokawa Mayuki received everyone’s admiration and treated the situation carefully. It was likely because of the things from before. Although Mayuki didn’t really care for her relationship with others, for going to school together her, Souji wouldn’t just be ignored by the rest of the men.
That’s why he purposely left the house way earlier. Even though he didn’t look at her, he could only sigh when she decided to run after him.
(Well, it’s a big gain to see those swaying in the morning…)
He could feel the killing intents and other similar gazes turned towards him from the surroundings. Of course because they were the object of numerous men’s envy, it was as if his whole body was stabbed by spears.
(It’ll the best if that didn’t happen though)
While sporting a happy smile, he stared at her like an oppai Majin, and
“Nn? What happened?”
She adorably inclined her neck as if she truly didn’t understand the situation.
“Haa, nothing”
Let me become a sh.e.l.lfish. It’s the grief of my life to have such childhood friend.
After the fourth lesson, it was the long awaited lunch break.
“Wa~ Asakura-kun’s lunch is as colorful as usual~”
“Ah, what can I get today?”
“Me too, me too!”
Somehow the female students always crowded around. Souji’s hobby was cooking. No housework including cooking was special.
This homemade lunch was also made by Souji. Apparently long ago, the female students said his lunch looked delicious and he said to them “how about a bite?” and that resulted in this situation.
It was to the girls’ liking, and from then on exchange of side dishes happened frequently. Souji himself was happy that the dishes he made were praised, so he didn’t say anything as this situation continued.
Although Mayuki’s glance at such time was painful, he completely ignored it. It was because he didn’t want to be involved in any compet.i.tion.
The cla.s.s’s door suddenly opened, and the girls’ glances immediately focused that way. If you ask why, there walked in was the girls’ idol who’s called the Academy’s prince.
He was an ikemen who wouldn’t be strange if he appeared on television. His reflexes were excellent, brilliant mind, and had the best looks. The surrounding girls understood those qualities. His name was Ninomiya Kazuto. He’s a senior from the second year.
Clicking of tongues could be heard from the boys, while lovely voices came from the girls as they approached him. Most girls looked at him with blushing cheeks. As a matter of fact, he actually received admiration just like Mayuki.
Souji was also a boy. So, he understood these guys’ feeling. He at least wanted to ask G.o.d how such a perfect human could exist. Although it was said all humans were equal, those words all talk, there was no reality in that.
Unlike Ikemen-kun, Souji’s reflexes were… … average, brain… … average, looks… … average, specialty… … housework. How could these things make him popular….
(A~a, I want all Ikemen to be erased….)
At the very least if one of his status was above average, he could expect more encouragement from the girls, but the girls only demanded the side dishes from Souji’s lunchbox. It couldn’t be helped that he instinctively let out a sigh.
However, even among the girls, there was a girl who kept stuffing her mouth and looked at Souji. She was….
“Yaa Amakawa-san, I’ve come to invite you for a lunch too today, is it okay?”
Ninomiya Kazuto asked Mayuki with a lady-killer smile. However, Mayuki didn’t notice that. When one of her friends called out to Mayuki, she finally noticed his existence.
“E? A… … Ninomiya-senpai? What is it?”
“... … well, I am inviting you for a lunch.”
Ninomiya Kazuto kept smiling even though while his cheek was somewhat cramped because of Mayuki’s att.i.tude. After that, at the moment Mayuki averted her glance, Souji carried his lunchbox and left the cla.s.sroom.
He didn’t want to get involved in anything troublesome. If Mayuki tried to ask Souji’s a.s.sistance there, surely the Ikemen would completely regard him as an enemy, and there was the possibility of him asking for a match to decide which of them is the most suited for Mayuki. Just let him get out of that.
Souji moved towards the stairs connecting to the rooftop that was built outside the building. He saw a girl leaning against the fence set up to prevent falls.
She seems to be talking to someone with the phone. Judging from the words that entered his ears, apparently the other end was her mother. He opened the doors on opt of the stairs. There was the music room nearby. The chorus club or the light music club would call and make arrangement every time they wanted to use it, but they’d likely to have gone out right now.
Having thought of that, he quickly faced the rooftop right after he walked pa.s.sed her, it happened.
Suddenly he thought he heard a sound from the fence the girl leaned on, and bakih, it fell outward.
(Eh….?)
There, a sense as if time had slowed down, it happened. With the angle with the floor gradually getting bigger, the leaning girl’s body leaned outside.
Souji immediately ran when he noticed. Of course, the girl was not someone he was acquainted with. She was a complete stranger. However, that moment he thought the girl would fall to her death.
He already ran when he thought of that, and although he desperately tried to grasp the girl’s hands, he could feel that it was too late. Souji himself didn’t know why he did that, but when he noticed it, he protected the girl’s body with his own, and the two fell headlong towards the ground at the same time.
… … where is this?
That was the first thing he thought of. His consciousness strangely returned immediately. That followed by him sighing through his nose after having done something stupid.
Because he was conscious, he knew he didn’t die when he fell from the stairs. But, he cannot freely move his body. It was as if he was paralyzed, no, that’s wrong… it was as if his whole body had weakened.
As expected he didn’t think he’d be unhurt, but it was strange that his body wasn’t in any pain.
… … what happened?
However, in the next moment, he encountered an event which froze his thought.
“Ha~i, Souji~, it’s time for milk~”
An unknown woman appeared before him. She reached out her hands, and suddenly his body was floating in the air. A peculiar softness and fragrance of a woman tickled his nose.
Wondering what happened next, the woman slowly opened her breast part, and then….
PURUN!
He couldn’t understand anything anymore. His body didn’t listen to his mind. The beautiful woman in front of him suddenly did something that a perverted woman would do. It’s a chaos transcending a greater chaos and it completely stopped his thought.
“Ara? I wonder what happen today. Although it’s the usual time when he’s hungry….”
Although the woman let out a troubled expression, Souji was also troubled. Souji was a man. For b.r.e.a.s.t.s to be clearly in front of his eyes, it was natural for him to have the impulse to reach for it.
However, because it was too sudden, he didn’t know what to do with these b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
(A… … dream? Th-That’s right, a dream! After all it looks like I am a baby now!)
If it’s a dream, then it couldn’t be helped. Having thought like that, he persuaded himself it was a dream because deep in his mind he wanted a baby play, and for now he believed it.
(... … it’s soft)
Fuyon, that sfx should be the most correct. It was first time he consciously touched a breast, so all of Souji’s nerves were concentrated on his hand. But somehow the s.e.xual desire normally there didn’t appear.
Even so, somehow when he touched the breast, he was wrapped by a sense of ease and security just like the warmth from sunlight.
(This is as if….)
He thought he turned into a real baby, and naturally his mouth moved toward the center of the woman’s breast. He got the impression he was moving just by instinct.
However, he was caught by a mysterious sense.
(Wh-Why is there a taste?)
That’s right. That was the sense that clearly pointed that it was reality. The woman’s warmth, the taste of breast milk. These pierced his mind telling him it couldn’t be a dream.
(I… … just what on earth had happened… … kh!?)