Knock! Knock! Click!

“Touya! Let’s get going. It’s a long walk to school.”

The sound of a knock and a turn of the key told me Yae had arrived. Yae hadn’t been lying about taking care of me. Since my mother was a reporter and my father was a pilot, they weren’t always home. As luck would have it, both were out during my Reduction week. Well, if I were being honest, I may have suggested the date for Reduction week to Sasakura-Sensei.

Nonetheless, they gave the Asano family the key just to make sure I was taking care of myself, and Yae used it to come by. I was ready and waiting for her in the entryway with all my things.

“Uwah. You’ve really gotten smaller Touya,” Yae took a step back upon seeing me.

“I thought that was obvious yesterday,” I answered, looking up.

I tried sounding calm, but the difference in height between us had changed again. After a night’s rest, I was more or less level with Yae’s chest. 

“How tall are you now? Should we check?”

“I already did. I’m 121 cm,” I told her. Having lost 19 cm more since when we walked home, the gap between us had essentially doubled. 

Yae took a step forward to compare. I leaned back to avoid her breasts hitting my face just in time. My neighbor used both her hands to compare her height to my own and was surprised by it.

“I think you’re shorter than Yuri.”

Yuri being Yae’s 8 year old sister, that was not a comparison I wanted to her, but it was probably accurate. I had trouble getting out of my bed this morning due to the sheer size of it and needed a chair to reach the breakfast and lunch bentos Yae and I had bought at the convenience store yesterday. 

“I didn’t think about it until now, but you were around middle schooler height yesterday. I guess you’re primary schooler height today?” Yae asked.

“And getting lower than that too,” I reminded her. “We should probably get to school.”

“Right,” Yae nodded, glancing at the clock. She walked back over to the door and then stopped there to turn around. I saw her extend her hand, waiting for me to grab it.

“Well, this is a first,” I remarked. Typically, Yae was too embarrassed to do anything other than walk behind me.

Realizing what she was suggesting thanks to my words, Yae pulled her hand back. “S-Sorry. I was thinking about Yuri when I-”

“You did say I’m around her height, or shorter even,” I swung my shrunken bag over my shoulder and headed over to the door. “Just don’t treat me like a younger sibling, okay?”

“Y-Yeah. Definitely. Sorry, Touya,” Yae nodded vigorously, also not wanting to consider me as a younger sibling.

“Then let’s go,” I said, walking right under Yae’s arm to head outside. There was no need to wait for her to move when I fit right beneath her.

Yae nodded and walked out with me. She locked the door to my house back up, put my house’s spare key back in her blazer pocket, and we began to go. I started first, but Yae quickly caught up with me to the point where we were walking side by side despite me power walking.

I sighed, wondering what the second day of Reduction was going to be like. I also had to go see Sasakura-sensei later as well. At the very least, all of the homework I had wasn’t due until next week because our teachers couldn’t be bothered the grade shrunken papers.

Yae and I continued down the path so that we could get to the main road to the school.

Just before we did, however, there was one request Yae couldn’t resist making after deliberating the entire walk about it.

“Um… Touya, actually, can I hear you call me ‘Onee-chan’ while you’re like this? Just once?”

“Rejected.”

I refused. The roughly 40 cm difference between us wasn’t going to change that.

(6) Day 2 A Reduced School Day (123 cm > 112 cm)

The primary schooler comparison Yae made before was right. The high school desks weren’t built for my stature at all, or any of us boys. At 118 cm, my feet were dangling off the floor when I sat down on the school desks. The same went for all of the other boys. The last time I ever had that experience was when I was a little kid. Well, compared to everyone else, we really were the size of kids.

“Pfft!” I could hear a few of the girls trying to hold back their snickers and giggles when they came in and saw us boys sitting down. We must have looked like elementary schoolers trying to act like high schoolers.

Yae, too, wasn’t immune. She tried her best to hide her face behind a book, but she was trembling holding back. It must have been a hilarious sight. Us boys had to get used to it unfortunately, as did the girls. When class began, none of the teachers bothered with the complaints because there was nothing they could do either.

Observing was definitely interesting, though. Honda forgot her textbook so she had to share with Nakano. The boy was more than a little intimidated by Honda’s proximity and at two-thirds his regular height. Though she was a wallflower, Honda had a bombshell body, and it was only emphasized to us due to how big she was proportionally now. Just comparing how much of the chairs they sat in they took up made it obvious. Honda actually pulled a lot closer to him because his textbook had also shrunken with him too. The smaller text made the glasses girl have to get even closer just to see. She seemed oblivious she was pushing her chest into his head.

“Um… Honda-san?”

“Sorry. Let me just do this, Nakano-kun. It’s hard to see...”

“Okay, but they’re touching.”

“Huh? Ah! Kyaa! S-s-sorry!”

During math class, Arai’s girlfriend, Watanabe, acted up in class as usual, kicking Arai’s chair in front of her to get his attention. Normally, he would turn around and start chatting with her, earning the teacher’s annoyance, but because of how light he had gotten, Watanabe didn’t realize and kicked too hard, sending him falling off his chair with a loud crash. She panicked and got teary-eyed, ruining her makeup. She hugged him tightly until Takahashi did her duty as the substitute health representative and took them to the nurse.

All the while, we boys were definitely getting smaller. 6 cm slipped away from me until I was 112 cm in history class. Those 6 cm made a difference because my straight-line field of vision had dropped below Takahashi.

Though Takahashi was 170 cm, she was constantly sleeping so she usually had her head flat on the table with her book raised up. Though the teachers complained, she always knew the answers, so they eventually let her. I was actually happy about this because I had a clear view of the board, at least until now.

I tried kicking her awake, but I had gotten short enough that my legs no longer reached her chair. I heard and spotted Yae giggling at my failed attempt. Having to still attend class while shorter was certainly becoming a difficult task. Seeing nothing but Takahashi’s back, I stretched upwards to see past her, but that only served to strain my muscles. I considered standing up in the chair, but that would be too obvious and embarrassing. 

Turning to my right, I saw the correct method of what to do from Eguchi. If it was too difficult to look forward or over, we could look around. I had to lean my body to the side, but I was able to see the board by peering around her.

This was the tactic we boys employed that day, and we were successfully able to adapt to our reduced height.

Unfortunately, as Yae told me later, the girls who had saw the whole thing had abdomen pains from holding in their laughter from how adorable it looked.