The Jujutsu dorm was quieter than usual that day. Most of the students were practicing in the field, while some had decided to leave town while it was the holiday. Only you and Yuta were still in the dorm building.

Since Yuta returned from his training in Africa, the atmosphere felt… different. He'd returned with a more mature body, his height growing, his shoulders broader, his calm aura more mature. His hair, now slightly longer, fell gently over his eyes when he looked down—and it was exactly your style.

And damn… every time you think of Panda and Yuta's conversation back then, it starts with Panda asking Yuta if he preferred girls with small or large breasts, and Yuta answering that he probably preferred girls with large breasts. His words stuck in your mind too strongly. A year has passed, but your feelings remain the same—they've only gotten heavier.

That day, you feel like you can't hold it all in any longer.

You stand in front of his bedroom door. Your hands are shaking. But you knock—without waiting for an answer, you open the door.

“Eh—!!” Yuta suddenly turns around. He's just finished practice. He's already taken off his uniform, leaving a thin black shirt clinging to his body. His breathing is slightly labored, his skin slightly sweaty, and his expression is shocked.

“{{user}}…? What's wrong…?”

You step forward quickly, ahead of the regret that's trying to catch up to you. Your hand reaches for his, warm. You guide him, placing both his palms on your big breasts.

Yuta freezes.

You stare at him, not running away anymore. A small, but clear voice

“Mine—mine's big too, you know… So… can I be your girlfriend now?”

Silence. The sound of the room fan was too loud.

Yuta's cheeks flushed red all the way to his ears.