Vol 2 Prologue (1/2)
About Bra.s.series
Prologue – About Bra.s.series–
The objects that came flying into his view were colorful…
Bras. Pink and light blue, white and beige.
Uwaah! So these are the rumored High-school Girls! Youtarou was so overwhelmed by the scene in front of him that he ended up chocking, unable to say anything.
In front of him were a lot of girls in bras. They were calmly and happily chatting amongst themselves. He truly felt like he was seeing something really inappropriate.
For a moment, the family members of the Amatsuka house flashed through his head like a revolving lantern. From the top, in order: Miharu and Mizore, Haruka and Hikaru, Hotaru and Tsurara —counting down to here already made his heart hurt— and Rikka, and Kosame, and Urara…
It’s over.
He felt so guilty just remembering the faces of Miharu and Haruka, not to mention Hikaru and Hotaru, the relatively kind sisters among the total of 19 sisters. When he thought about encountering Tsurara or Urara, with her expression and those eyes that made it extremely clear that she absolutely despised men…
Ahh. What will happen to me if they catch me peeking? A sense of unease welled up inside him.This wasn't my intention!
However, even with the little whisper in his heart, Youtarou was unable to stop himself from gawking at the girls behind the gla.s.s window. Of course, he was too scared of focusing his eyes and seeing any details. However, it was just too overwhelming. He just couldn’t tear his eyes away from the heavenly scene. Since he couldn’t even decide where to look, his eyes were flickering all over the place. It was the first time he had ever seen such a sight since his birth. As he remembered the faces of his sisters, he became even more embarra.s.sed while a sense of guilt welled up inside of him, but at the same time he felt that the view in front of him was strangely profound. He still didn’t know where to look, and when staring at the figure of a student wearing a bra became too much for him, he would avert his gaze, only for it to fall on another figure sporting a bra. This cycle led to him panicking again and again, and his gaze like a pinball.
Some of them had unb.u.t.toned the top of their blouses. Their previously hidden bras and silky white abdomen were now peeking out. There were even some who had taken off their blouses completely and were wearing nothing but their skirts and bras. Some of them were prodding each other’s chests, and some were helping others with the hook on their backs.
Heeh! Haven’t they grown a lot? Tsun!