(11) Day 2 Class Size (342 cm < 368 cm)
Yae and I were the first in class 2-D to arrive that morning. While I sat down at my seat, Yae was still uncomfortable from the size of the chair compared to her to take a seat, so she stood beside me.
I tried avoiding slumping down in my chair because if I got any lower, I would have a fixed view of what was beneath her blue uniform skirt. My efforts were in vain unfortunately as Yae ended up gaining enough height while we sat around that I could clearly see them. Yae found my embarrassment entertaining. I didn’t understand why I was so flustered by the sight of her underwear. I had seen it plenty during Reduction Week on a bigger difference in scales, but that felt unavoidable because of how helpless we were. This felt dirty because it could be avoided if I chose to step away from my childhood friend, but I still didn’t.
I passed the time listening to Yae about how rough to sleep and get ready that morning. Complaints about her legs sticking out of her bed and accidentally hitting the door frame while sleepy were among them.
When more students started arriving, I was able to hear and see plenty more issues brought about by the increased size.
Our class representative, Yoshikawa, had a mark on her forehead, and that was before she hit her head against the door frame trying to duck through the doorway.
“Uuuu… I don’t have a bump on my head, do I, Kirishima-kun?” she asked me as the health committee representative. I couldn’t actually see with her chest blocking my view of her face, so I had to stand on the chair to be able to get another 50 cm. Even with it, the 370 cm girl had 140 cm on me. If my kouhai, Okazaki, was around, I would have to have the 145 cm underclassman stand on my shoulders to compete with her height.
“Uh… Class Rep, can you squat down?” I had to ask so I could actually inspect her injury.
My need for help in order to help her caught the taller girl off guard. I saw her pause for a moment before she smiled and complied.
“Sure,” Yoshikawa giggled. “Sorry, Kirishima-kun. I didn’t expect you to not be able to reach.”
“Hey, it’s not like I’m short. You’re the tall one here,” I sighed.
I wasn’t the only one having to deal with the size difference either. The ever popular boy Eguchi had walked in with two of his admirers - Shima and Yamaguchi. Or rather, he would have walked if both girls weren’t lifting him off the ground while holding his hands.
“Airi, Kaede, I can walk, you know,” he complained.
“Nope~ You held hands with Shizuku-chan on the way home yesterday. It’s only fair we get to as well,” the bubbly Shima told him, referring to the oddball Yukimura.
“Nayu-chan gets to later too so all four of us are even,” the bespectacled Yamaguchi added, referring to the airheaded Satou. “You know how she gets.”
I was impressed all four girls were willing to share Eguchi. It was rare to see a harem set up where all of the girls were in agreement with one another. A part of me was jealous of Eguchi for being able to get the four’s affections without losing any of them. Just what sort of flags had he set to have such a successful romantic life?
“E~gu~chi~ku~n! Hold me~!”
“Uwoah! Shizuku?”
“Kyaa! H-Hey, Shizuku-chan! No getting ahead of us.”
“That’s right! You shouldn’t get to hug Eguchi-kun unless all of us get a turn.”
“Uh, girls, that’s a bit too clo-Mfff!”
I changed my mind after seeing Yukimura sneak up behind them and grab Eguchi by wrapping her arms around his torso. She lifted him up easily and held him close, embracing him. Immediately, Shima and Yamaguchi got jealous of the girl and started also trying to hug him. I lost sight of him as he was mobbed by the three Amazonian girls. It was probably a good thing Satou hadn’t come yet as she certainly would have suffocated him with her sizable breasts if she had joined in as well.
Eguchi wasn’t the only helpless boy. I spotted two from Watanabe’s gyaru group - Nomiya and Shiina through the open door. Shiina was giving her boyfriend in 2-B a flurry of kisses by picking him up just like Yukimura had. He seemed embarrassed but had no way of fighting Shiina’s grip because his legs danged helplessly in the air. Even though he was around my height, compared to the over three meter tall girl, he had the strength of a toddler to her.
Nomiya found the sight humorous as she fiddled with her phone that had grown practically to the size of a tablet. The tan gyaru with a cardigan wrapped around her waist was taking photos of the affectionate couple, saying she’d send them to Shiina and her boyfriend, to which Shiina was excited about.
I was also able to see that not all of the girls were accustomed to the bloomers like Yae was. Then again, this was Tokiwa I was talking about. Anything us guys did seemed to offend her.
“H-Hey! Stop peeking!” she was red in the face when Fujimoto walked by behind her. He was listening to music on his headphones and just looking at his phone so he actually didn’t see, but because she called his attention, he turned around. Considering the height difference between them, she had forced him to look up her skirt.
“You know, Tokiwa, I wasn’t even looking until you called me,” the boy pulled his headphones off and pushed his glasses up. He was astonishingly calm, though then again, any of us would be tired of Tokiwa’s over-reactions.
“You still looked!” Tokiwa shouted at him. The loudness of her voice made the boy wince, but he stood his ground. I was thankful to see Tokiwa’s yell had also attracted other people’s attention. It was unfortunately for Tokiwa though because the person who came to intervene was the playful Tsujimoto… Who interrupted by grabbing the girl’s skirt and pulling it up so that her black bloomers were in plain sight for everyone. “Kyaaaaa!”
“Hey, Tokiwa-chan, just accept it already. Our panties are in full view like this,” she advised. “At least we’ve got the bloomers. Maybe you should’ve just worn pantyhose if you’re so conscious about it.”
“Tsu...ji...mo..to...san…!” I could see Tokiwa clench her fist as she grumbled. She was utterly red in the face but was unwilling to do anything against her. Honestly, we had all learned by now that Tokiwa was all bark and no bite.
And speaking of no bite, the one person I expected to be able to talk back to me and jokingly make fun of me was dead silent that morning. Takahashi didn’t even make it to her seat. She was sprawled along the floor in the back of the room where everyone was making a conscious effort to avoid her. Even Yae and I were hesitant to approach her.
“Zzzz…. Grk… Urgh...” the sleepy girl was even sleepier than usual.
“Had a rough night, Takahashi?” I questioned, poking the girl’s cheek to wake her. I initially did so to wake her, but the soft, springy sensation was addicting so I continued.
“Darn it, Kirishima… Just let me pass out in peace,” grumbled the girl. I pulled my hand back in time before she grabbed it, but also had to take a few steps back as she sat up. I couldn’t escape in time when her hand grabbed my head, holding me in place as she used me to pick herself up off the floor.
“Are you okay, Aoi-chan?” Yae asked, concerned. She pointed beneath her own eyes. “The bags under your eyes are really dark today.”
Yank!
“Whoa-! Takahashi, what are you- Mgggh!”
Pomf!
The sleepy and tired girl gripped my head tightly and pulled me towards her. I was pulled towards the seated girl’s torso as she hugged me close like a body pillow.
“A-Aoi-chan?!”
Too tired and dazed to care about Yae’s cry, Takahashi explained her troubles. “I’m a light sleeper, Kirishima-kun. Being unable to fit in my bed doesn’t exactly help with my beauty sleep.”
Hear this calmed Yae down a little because she could relate. “Uuuu… I completely understand that. When your head hits the wall and your feet grow past the bed… It was terrible last night for me too.”
Yawn!
“That was last night’s big trouble, but this morning was a pain too,” Takahashi continued with a heavy yawn. She leaned forward slightly, pushing her body weight onto me. I was a person-sized stuffed animal in her grasp. “You know how I live on the fifth floor of an apartment building?”
“Yes?” Yae nodded.
“I was able to use the elevator yesterday, but that old thing said I hit the weight limit when I stepped on it this morning,” groaned the sleepy-eyed girl. “I had to take the stairs down. My legs are so sore...”
Considering how unathletic she was, I could understand walking down five flights of stairs would be a workout for the girl. The idea of her being flustered over being heavier than the elevator would allow and being forced to exercise was hilarious. If I was in any position to do anything other than be hugged by the sleepy Takahashi, I would’ve laughed.
“Taka...hashi… can you let… go of me now?” I struggled to ask.
The girl refused. “Just let me do this for a little longer… You’re warm enough to make me want to sleep again, Kirishima-kun...”
What was I, a hot water bottle? “Yae…?” I had to ask for her help.
Unfortunately for me, Yae was distracted by her thoughts. She was looking at me and Takahashi longingly. “That looks nice...”
“This is fine, right, Asano?” Takahashi asked for permission after the fact.
“Yeah,” my childhood friend nodded. I was surprised at first, but she then added. “I don’t like it, but you look like you really need some sleep, Aoi-chan… B-But I’m next later, okay, Touya?”
I couldn’t believe my luck. Maybe I was in the same predicament as Eguchi despite Takahashi and I being utterly platonic. I could only hope for class to begin, so I could be freed. Until then, though, we would have to deal with the girls who were starting to adjust to their doubled sizes.