Entry 4: Hakuno has a transcendental encounter with some lady’s breasts, somehow escapes with her life

I’m starting up the stairs to the second floor when I hear an unexpected noise overhead. If I were to compare it to something, I’d say it was like a woman overestimating the distance between the steps and losing her footing.

[And now, SUDDEN NUN]

Unnamed woman :: Oh dear. Dear dear. Oh dear oh dear oh dear.

Okay, it’s not a comparison! There is actually someone falling toward me right now…!
[I hope every single person I meet today does so by falling on me.]

Unnamed woman :: Aaaaah —

[This one manages to fall right on top of me in classic anime fashion, boobs in the face and all. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that happen to a girl before…nah, it must have happened in Miyuki-chan in Wonderland at some point, surely. I think Fate/Kaleid liner Prisma Ilya may be the only time I’ve seen the girl-falls-accidentally-groping-guy version, though. ]

I get knocked to the ground, flat on my back with the sudden impact. I hit the back of my head pretty hard, my brain is shocked and my vision is flickering. …What the hell just happened? With my vision going in and out like this, I reach out a hand to try to confirm my surroundings

Unnamed woman :: A, ah…!  Well…that’s impolite, you know. Heehee. Have you figured out what you’re touching…?

My wandering hand meets its end without finding open space, swallowed by an almost overwhelming mass, as if melting.

Unnamed woman: Nn, ah…! Tugging like you’re trying to snatch it away…how embarrassing…I don’t have the strength myself…

It was a truly incredible impact. A melting touch. The force of resilient living flesh. My fingers, held down by this weight, can’t part from her clothes, instead they’re pressing into it as if to fuse with it. It it was something of great volume, overly plentiful, reminding me of the fruits of the earth.

Unnamed woman :: …ah, please forgive me…in a public place like this…I cannot…But the plea of your soul, like a nursing infant, must be remonstrated…Ah —  using your mouth, not just your fingers –

Beautiful flesh, is the phrase that comes into my mind. When a carnivorous beast comes upon fresh meat, that beast rejoices, for it can perceive through all five senses that that meat is delicious. It seems that there exists in this world flesh that can do much the same thing, flooding all the sense with nothing but its beauty.

[We had previously crossed a line from silly into creepy, but now I think we’ve passed another line into just plain bizarre.]

But — even so…Why am I finding it so hard to breathe?

Unnamed woman :: Haa…I’ve never been treated so roughly before…is my chest really a source of such resentment…? As if you’re staring into a bottomless abyss…no, gasping for breath like a fish…like…a fish? Oh, I’ve made a grave error, how thoughtless of me! For me to obstruct your breath with my breast…I’m so sorry, I’ll get up, just — ah.

[And she tries to get up but just falls back down on to Hakuno.]

—-*!!!!?*!

[The lady with the transcendental breasts gets up now. Hakuno’s still on the floor though.]

Unnamed woman :: Ah, she’s hit her head again…I think this really was all because of my carelessness…Hello? Can you hear me? [The school bell rings.] Oh, what should I do, she’s not answering. And I have to go start homeroom soon, more and more problems…

Owowow…what the hell have I been doing? I got hit with something…stupendous…and then I blacked out, but then I hit the back of my head again and returned to consciousness. When I recover myself and look up, I see the face of an unfamiliar woman.

Unnamed woman :: Thank goodness, you’re all right. …ah, what a relief. Since you’re alive, I should be able to thank you properly. …but there’s no time for that now. Thank you, sweet student. May I ask your name?

She’s really close to me…! There’s something really sensual about the weight of this woman leaning into me, I can’t think straight. Anyway, though flustered, I give her my name.

Unnamed woman :: Hakuno Kishinami, is it? Heehee…Like a lovely little flower. You have a nice name. I will make sure to thank you properly, eventually. I have to go prepare for class now, so if you’ll excuse me, I must get going. Then, I’ll be seeing you later. I look forward to our time together, lovely young Master.

Master…? What’s that about, I wonder. I was going to ask her, but she’s already left. All that remains before me is the fading scent of burned cedar sticks, as in a Buddhist rite. It seems some her scent was left on my uniform. …wow, I’ve gone through some outrageous things today, and it’s still morning. If my classmates saw me just now…

If…

[And of course someone is standing on the stairs here.]

Unnamed boy :: —.

He saw me—! The student in the red uniform who looks down at me with cold eyes, like he’s looking at garbage…that’s Leo, a recently transferred classmate of mine.

[This would be Leonard Harway, heir apparent to the rulership of…30% of the land and 60% of the wealth in the world, final round opponent and master of Gawain in Fate/Extra.]

It looks like Leo saw the whole thing from the top of the stairs. “H-hey,” I greet him, waving a hand.

Leo :: Good morning, Miss Kishinami. You’re certainly freewheeling this morning.

[Leo actually uses the English honorific “miss,” for the record.]

Leo tells me this with an angelic smile, then turns to go ahead to class 2A…

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