Alex hadn't paid much attention to the girl before, but Tomomi Sakurazawa was quite famous, not just in their class but throughout the entire school. The moment the looks of envy, jealousy, and hostility swept over him, Alex understood why.
Tsk, tsk. It made sense. She was beautiful, had an incredible figure, possessed an outstanding aura, and from their brief interactions, her personality seemed quite good too... A girl like this was naturally popular.
However, your goddess asked me to drain the painfully engorged milk from her breasts, you poor children... Emmm, now that she's suddenly run over to talk to me, could she be asking for my help again?
"Alex, w-what are you talking about..."
Tomomi Sakurazawa, who had jogged over, almost lost her balance. Her wildly shaking massive breasts surged like waves. Her small face was occupied by expressions of shame and annoyance, yet a rosy blush still crept up her cheeks. Even when annoyed, this gentle, cute girl was so adorable; there was nothing scary about her, just a fiercely cute kind of anger.
In truth, Tomomi Sakurazawa wasn't angry, only endlessly embarrassed and mortified, because Alex had hit the nail on the head: she did have the thought of asking for his help. But his preemptive strike made it suddenly difficult for the pink-haired girl to speak.
Honestly...
When she first saw Alex, her mind instinctively recalled that embarrassing dream from last night, as well as the sight of Alex helping her relieve herself last week... Even though they hadn't gone all the way and her body was still pure, his figure was already deeply etched in her heart.
She even remembered the sticky sensation between her legs when she woke up this morning, which forced her to take a shower...
Thinking about it made Tomomi Sakurazawa feel... sticky again.
"Hmm? Did I misunderstand?" Alex was surprised, sizing up the adorable beauty. Because of the hot weather, she had tied her school uniform jacket around her waist, wearing only a white shirt, which accentuated her devilish figure.
"Of course you misunderstood! I, I, I was just saying hello," Tomomi Sakurazawa could only continue to bluff. Honestly, I squeezed out so much last week, and it greatly relieved the painful engorgement in my chest, but after only one weekend, why has it become...
So annoying!
And Alex even said that... How could she bring herself to ask him?
The little person inside Tomomi Sakurazawa frantically beat herself up, her eyes squeezed shut.
"Aren't we, aren't we friends?" she asked, sneaking a glance at the changes in Alex's expression.
"You could say we're friends, but I didn't expect you, Tomomi, to come over and greet me so casually, especially after what happened last week," Alex placed a hand on her shoulder and smirked. "Tomomi-san, you're truly seductive. Aren't you shy?"
"I, you, I... of course I'm shy," the girl tensed her arms, squeezing her terrifyingly massive breasts upwards. She lowered her head, avoiding his intense gaze, and whispered, "How can you talk to me like that..."
"Ahem, putting everything else aside, your body is certainly seductive."
"Ugh..."
Seductive... it didn't feel like a nice compliment, but Alex probably didn't mean any harm, right? And... saying that to her, did it mean he liked her body too?
Ah, I shouldn't think like that, or I'll really seem like a lustful woman.
But now, with her chest's tolerance weakening, it was even harder to ask Alex for help. The troubled Tomomi Sakurazawa glanced at the boy beside her. Furthermore, the girl was unwilling to ask anyone else for help.
Seriously, why did my body turn out like this?
"Alex, before I met you, I never had any contact with other men..." Tomomi Sakurazawa seemed to be explaining. "Only that time with you... I am, I am very pure."
"I believe you," Alex walked with her into the teaching building and stopped by the shoe lockers on the first floor. "After all, during that lewd incident, you were certainly very inexperienced."
Tomomi Sakurazawa lowered her head shyly. She realized her cheeks had been constantly burning since Alex appeared. And the girl also realized that this guy seemed to be teasing her all the time?
"Yes, I'm not like you. Alex, you have many close girls around you, even in class, there are Makoto and the others..."
Her tone was calm, like normal conversation, but Alex still caught a particular undertone in the girl's voice.
"I won't deny it, but you're not bad either, Tomomi," as his eyes fell on the letters stacked in her open shoe locker, he smiled widely. "All these love letters show that your popularity is much higher than mine, isn't it?"
"Popularity, what's that?" Tomomi Sakurazawa was used to her shoe locker being filled with so many love letters every day, but having Alex see them made her feel a bit awkward. "Actually, I don't like this stuff at all."
She pulled the love letters out and threw them into the trash can.
After doing all that, she secretly glanced at Alex a few times and complained, "It's troublesome having to clean these up every day."
Changing into her indoor shoes, the two walked upstairs. Thinking about being in the same class as Alex, Tomomi Sakurazawa still didn't mention her increasingly swollen chest. After all, they were in the same classroom, so she would have opportunities to talk to him later.
However, as they went up the stairs, they encountered a familiar girl.
Alex paused slightly upon seeing Yuna Tsubaki. The girl was standing on the staircase, and Alex, who was below, couldn't see anything under her skirt—she was well-protected.
However, the girl's complexion wasn't very good. She probably hadn't slept well again last night, and her color looked poor. Especially after she saw Alex, a momentary shock flashed across her face, and her expression worsened.
"Alex, what's wrong? Huh... who is that?" Noticing Alex suddenly standing motionless on the stairs, Tomomi Sakurazawa tugged at his sleeve. Looking up, she saw the girl staring at him. The pink-haired girl paused. "Someone you know?"
Yuna Tsubaki also saw her. In that second, Alex felt an overwhelming pressure. Looking again, Yuna's pretty face had darkened considerably.
Her already unpleasant mood was getting worse and worse.
The girl, her face cold and frosty, glared at Alex and Tomomi Sakurazawa for a moment, bit the inside of her lip, her chest rising and falling briefly, and then walked down the stairs expressionlessly.
She brushed past Alex, ignoring him.
Only the aura of resentment around her was practically overflowing...
"Tomomi, you go back to the classroom first. I have something to take care of," Alex grabbed Yuna Tsubaki's wrist, pulling her to a stop. After two days of giving her the silent treatment, the effect was apparently excellent—Yuna Tsubaki was about to turn into a woman consumed by bitterness.
"You, what are you doing? Let go of me—"
"Oh, I'll head back then."
Casting a strange glance at the struggling, conflicted Yuna Tsubaki—an acquaintance?—Tomomi Sakurazawa walked away with a head full of questions. After she left, Yuna Tsubaki realized she couldn't break free, and let her arm drop, frustrated and wronged.
"There's another one... You really love the big ones, don't you," she sneered, mocking him.
That girl's exaggerated bust had left even her stunned.
"That's right, I love the big ones."
"..."
Seeing the scoundrel admit it without shame, Yuna Tsubaki's eyes turned red with anger. "You damn big breast fetishist!"