Chapter 34: Buttons
"A, ah, it’s you Nagumo. We just have some small business to take care of here. What about you? Aren’t you going to join your group in going home?"
"Oh, I was told that club activities are prohibited starting from today so I thought I’d bring home my shinai and other equipment so I can practice at home."
Calm down, calm down, I told myself.
Indeed, Nagumo had quite big boobs. She was also one of the first suspects that came up in my mind.
But that didn’t necessarily mean that Nagumo was the woman who runs away from boobs.
Because, how could it have been possible?
How could the person disguising themselves as being big-breasted say things like "these things get in the way of practice", "I would give these to someone else if I could", or any other nonsense that would only serve to demean themself!? And so unashamedly!? So condescendingly!?
I couldn’t believe that such a sad person existed.
However, my attempt to reason myself into calmness quickly fell apart the next moment.
Nagumo stiffened.
Beside me, Soya seemed to have guessed the situation from the conversation between Karasuma and me and was using her demon eyes to look at Nagumo.
She whispered in an astonished voice so soft that only Karasuma and I could hear.
"…AA, no, AAA? No, even smaller…? H, how– t, those aren’t even breasts anymore…!"
She trembled as if she couldn’t believe the reality before her eyes.
"By the way."
Nagumo smiled a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
"You over there, you’re Karasuma-san, right? What crazy breasts."
Her cheerful aura from earlier was completely gone. Nagumo’s eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared fixedly at Karasuma’s enormous super boobs which had grown so large that they couldn’t be hidden.
"Wow, that’s amazing. How unfair, I didn’t know that there were people who could grow that much in a such short time… you’ve got to tell me how you made them grow so quickly… please say it in a thorough and easy to understand way so that even people who can’t grow that large no matter what they do can do it…"
In a flat tone, with no hint of joke or sarcasm, Nagumo rambled on. She was asking seriously. How could one obtain such big boobs?
Even I, who didn’t have boobs, knew that a girl’s boobs couldn’t grow this much in a day or two.
There was no doubt anymore.
Nagumo Mutsumi was completely crazy. She had been possessed by a monster. Monstrified.
But what was this feeling? This painful discomfort?
If Nagumo really was the woman who runs away from boobs then, like before, she should have run away from big ones.
So why did Nagumo stare at Karasuma’s super boobs like that, instead of running away from them? Why did she glare at them as if they were the killer of her parents…? No, wait, now wasn’t the time to be pondering that.
"Karasuma, unleash the binding technique on my signal."
I took off the bracelets on my hands and whispered urgently without taking my eyes off of Nagumo.
"E, eh? B, but it won’t be very powerful in this situation, you know…?"
"Just do it!"
A few days ago when we encountered the woman who runs away from boobs there was no pleasure point behind her.
Therefore, Nagumo’s pleasure point should be located at the front of her body.
If we could inhibit her movements for just a moment, I should be able to strike her pleasure point by surprise.
My bracelets rustled quietly in the few overwhelming seconds it took for my hands and eyes to change into nonhuman ones.
"Hey. Hey. Tell me. Hm? What is up with those breasts? What’s that look in your eyes…? Are you looking down on me?"
Nagumo’s tone suddenly turned sinister.
TEEEARRR, RIIIPP, RIIIIIIIP, RIIIIIIIIIP!
With her fingertips, Nagumo began to claw at the chest area of her uniform.
"Say something. Hm? Do you enjoy r, ridiculing those who can’t grow them bigger no matter how hard they try? Thinking that we’re pitiful while looking condescendingly down on us? Hm? Who do you think, you are…? Big boobs-sama? Ha? What’s so great about having big boobs…? What Tawawa on Monday… even though I’m flat-chested every day…"
(Note: Tawawa = heavily laden. Tawawa on Monday apparently got its name from a guy on Twitter named Himura Kiseki who tweeted an illustration every Monday. Oh, just found out he’s the illustrator for SAO’s manga.)
The sound of something plopping to the floor echoed softly throughout the outdoor corridor.
The uniform was torn with a monstrous force that could not have been human, and that something rolled out as if it were her internal intestines or something. The crystallization of this world’s wisdom which had given a mirage-like hope to all flat-chests: silicone breast pads.
What peeked out from her torn uniform was a flat, flat plain. A terrifying oppressiveness and abnormal bloodlust emanated from Nagumo.
The three of us gulped.
Pressured by her tremendous intimidating aura, I backed away while trying to protect Karasuma and Soya. However,
"Karasuma! Do it now!"
As soon as I felt that my climax exorcism was ready to be used, I ran out.
While running, I searched for the pleasure point that should have appeared on the front of Nagumo.
I had to settle this as quickly as possible before Nagumo completely monstrified!
"Self-taught barrier-type binding technique style number one–light rope bondage!"
Karasuma chanted her spell and a rope of light wrapped around Nagumo. I then discovered where Nagumo’s pleasure point was located.
However,
"…you’ve got to be kidding me."
Despite it being a moment where I should’ve thrust my fingertips into the pleasure point without any hesitation, I almost stopped in my tracks in despair.
The pleasure points appeared on Nagumo’s body in two places.
They were the worst locations imaginable–her left and right nipples glittered as they peeked out from her torn uniform, indicating that they were pleasure points.
"How could they be there of all places!"
The place where the Nagumo’s vigilance would be the strongest.
A sheer precipice. An iron wall.
But since I couldn’t turn back now, I reached out for Nagumo’s nipples using all my might with both hands.
–GRIP.
It would be fine as long as the light rope bondage could stall Nagumo for just a moment–my thoughts had been too short-sighted.
My hands were gripped by Nagumo, well before they reached her nipples.
POP–The sound of Karasuma’s light rope bondage being effortlessly destroyed reached my ears a few seconds late.
"…what, did you just try to do? Were you trying to, push my nipples?"
I groaned.
My hands, which were supposed to be no longer human, creaked as if they were about to break into pieces.
"Do you… do you think my breasts are fucking buttons!? HAAAAAAAAA!?"
"GYAAAAAAAH!?"
Nagumo flung me away while shouting in rage.
Although my body luckily didn’t smash into any of the pillars in the corridor, I tumbled and bounced across the ground countless times, making it feel like I was being beaten up from all directions.
(Note: I thought they were indoors in a hallway but this paragraph mentioned pillars so I’ve decided they’re in an outdoor corridor connecting the gymnasium with the school building.)