"Ah, Haruko-nee, when did you get here?"
Takeru sounded genuinely surprised as he stepped out from the main room, spotting his childhood friend, Haruko Amaya, standing completely frozen in front of the bathroom door. "By the way, have you seen my roommate? He should be in the bathroom right now."
"....." Haruko remained utterly paralyzed, her eyes still locked on the horrifyingly impressive sight before her.
"Oh, you probably haven't met him yet, right? Wait a sec, I'll go get him." Completely oblivious to Haruko's deeply flushed, slack-jawed expression, Takeru sauntered toward the bathroom. "Suzuki! My childhood friend is here. Come out so I can introduce you two!"
"Your childhood friend?"
As Suzuki stepped out of the bathroom, his appearance was utterly transformed. His short black hair was styled neatly, his glasses were perfectly positioned on the bridge of his nose, and his school uniform was crisp and wrinkle-free. With his impeccable posture, he looked like the absolute epitome of an elite, straight-A student. There was zero trace of the monstrously endowed beast that Haruko had just seen.
"Yeah." Takeru grinned, throwing a chummy arm around Suzuki's shoulder. "Haruko-nee, this is Suzuki Tanaka, my new roommate. He might look like a total nerd, but don't worry, he's a great guy."
"...."
Suzuki glanced at Takeru, mentally sighing. They had known each other for an hour, yet Takeru was already acting like they were lifelong best friends.
Pushing his annoyance aside, Suzuki focused his attention on the woman standing before him. Haruko Amaya—one of the main heroines of this world.
She was, undeniably, a breathtakingly beautiful young woman.
Anyone who saw her would agree. Even at her young age, she exuded a mature, older-sister aura that made men instinctively want to be pampered by her. Her long purple hair, tied into a playful side ponytail, highlighted her vibrant, energetic personality.
If her face alone was gorgeous, her body was simply catastrophic. It was a level of raw, unfiltered sex appeal that was practically impossible to find naturally, even across the multiverses of the other Suzukis.
("..." All of the Suzukis simultaneously nodded in agreement.)
Even Tsunade, who boasted a legendary figure, would likely admit defeat in front of Haruko's sheer proportions. Haruko's body was simply too lewd for a high school student.
The way the Tenbi Academy uniform wrapped tightly around her bountiful curves made her a walking disaster for male self-control. Her black stockings squeezed her fleshy, smooth thighs perfectly. The pleated skirt barely contained the shape of her round, plush buttocks, and her uniform top looked like it was crying out in agony, threatening to burst open under the immense pressure of her massive, impossibly heavy breasts.
Every single element of her existence practically demanded that men bow down and frantically try to hide their lower-body reactions.
Still, Suzuki's mental fortitude was exceptionally high. Despite the visual assault, he kept his composure. He knew he had to play it cool. If Takeru found out what had just happened, it could ruin his relationship with Haruko—and Suzuki absolutely did not want to be the catalyst for a messy harem misunderstanding.
"Hello, Amaya-senpai," Suzuki said politely, offering a respectful bow. "I am Suzuki Tanaka. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Ah, um, i-it's a pleasure to meet you too, Tanaka-kun," Haruko stammered, quickly snapping out of her daze. She forced a polite smile, trying her absolute hardest to act as if she hadn't just seen him in all his naked glory seconds ago. She managed to maintain the gentle, welcoming aura of a senior upperclassman, though her cheeks were still burning.
"Don't worry, Haruko-nee, he's super friendly! You two should chat for a bit. I'm going to take a quick shower. I don't want to be late for the entrance ceremony!"
Dropping those words, Takeru dashed past them and vanished into the bathroom, leaving the two of them entirely alone.
"...." Suzuki and Haruko.
Is this guy serious? Suzuki thought. He hadn't expected Takeru to just abandon them like that. If this were a scene from an adult doujinshi—which, given the author of Maken-Ki, wasn't a stretch—Takeru had just perfectly set up his childhood friend to be NTR'd by his new roommate.
"I am so, so sorry!"
The moment the bathroom door clicked shut, Haruko bowed her head deeply, her face practically glowing red.
"..."
What the hell am I thinking? Suzuki sighed inwardly, berating himself for his degenerate thoughts. Haruko was clearly a kind, innocent person. "Don't lower your head like that, Senpai. I really don't mind."
"But..."
"You've already apologized, so that's enough."
Haruko looked up, her eyes slightly moist with embarrassment and gratitude. "Thank you for hiding everything from Takeru-kun."
"It's fine. I don't want any awkward misunderstandings either. It's best if we just completely forget about what happened."
"Forget..."
Haruko tried to repeat the word, but the image of that terrifyingly massive monster flashed vividly in her mind again. She desperately tried to shove the memory aside, knowing it was highly inappropriate to dwell on it. Yet, she couldn't help but look at Suzuki in a completely different light. Beneath that quiet, nerdy exterior... his body was undeniably impressive.
"...."
Suzuki wasn't sure what Haruko was thinking, but her flushed, glassy-eyed stare was making him nervous. "Just... please don't open doors without knocking next time, Senpai. This is a male dorm, after all."
"Y-Yes, I'm so sorry. I-I thought you were Takeru-kun..."
"So, if it had been Takeru, it would have been perfectly fine for you to see him naked?"
"....." Haruko froze, realizing what she had just implied.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
"Ahgkhgahghglhk!" Haruko let out a strangled, panicked noise, realizing her dignified 'older sister' image was completely shattered in front of this junior.
"Um..."
"Don't worry, Senpai. I won't tell anyone about this, okay?"
Why do I feel like the villain blackmailing her? Suzuki wondered internally.
"R-Really? You promise you won't tell anyone?" Haruko looked at him with desperate, pleading eyes.
"Yes. Frankly, I don't want people knowing that a senior girl accidentally peeked at me either."
"I-I wasn't peeking!"
"I know, I know. It was a complete accident, right? Don't worry."
"Y-Yeah... Just a total accident."
"Good. Now, take a deep breath."
Haruko obediently took a deep, shaky breath, her massive chest heaving dramatically against her uniform.
"Exhale slowly. Calm down, and go look in the mirror. You need to fix your expression so Takeru doesn't think something is wrong when he comes out."
"Where is the mirror?"
"Over by the wardrobe."
"Thank you!"
Haruko quickly scurried over to the full-length mirror to check her reflection. She patted her flushed cheeks, desperately trying to cool down so Takeru wouldn't suspect anything. She did not want her childhood friend knowing she had just been flustered by his roommate.
Yet, as she stared into the mirror, she caught sight of Suzuki's reflection standing behind her.
She stared at him in a daze. The memory refused to fade. As she recalled the sheer, terrifying size of him, and the way the glistening tip had bobbed slightly when he turned in surprise, her core suddenly flooded with heat.
W-Wait, no! Forget everything, Haruko!
She shook her head furiously, trying to violently banish the lewd thoughts into the gutter. But as she twisted and shifted her weight in panic, the short hem of her pleated skirt swayed dangerously high.
Suzuki, who was politely trying to look away, inadvertently caught a crystal-clear flash of the feminine, frilly panties snugly wrapping around her smooth, impossibly round buttocks.
The brief, taunting view was devastating.
...It's so hard, Suzuki groaned internally.
Yep. Keeping a low profile in this school was going to be really, really hard.
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What is Maken-Ki?
While I know that many of you aren't familiar, you must have been familiar with Hiromitsu Takeda, right?
The legendary hentai mangaka, who created "Imaria," "Sister Breeder," "Ajisai no Chiru Koro ni," "Himawari wa Yoru ni Saku," and many others.
But this one is ecchi instead of hentai.
Still, it is only ten chapters, so don't worry, and enjoy it, since after this will be the world of Solo Leveling.