Volume 13 Chapter 270 Shirogane Aqua, A Miss Contest Held Only For Myself
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Has this day finally come…?
Standing just offstage, I tried to calm the jittery excitement buzzing in my chest.
This was it—the final event of the Otomezaki Academy Cultural Festival: the Miss Contest.
”And now, ladies and gentlemen, give a warm welcome to Shirogane Aqua-san, two-time MVP of the Cultural Festival and the Honorary Chair of the Miss Contest’s Jury! Let’s hear it!”
I raised my hand as I stepped onto the stage. The packed gym erupted with applause.
Ugh, seriously, I’m so glad I pushed through this year’s festival…!
Holding back tears, I waved with both hands, flashing my brightest smile.
Alright—all the guys already went home. From here on, this part of the festival… is mine and mine alone!
”Shiroganeeee! Don’t get carried away and make us call an ambulance!”
Laughter rippled through the crowd at Sugita-sensei’s shout.
Yeah, yeah. I’ll behave. A little.
”Before we begin, Yukishiro Emily-san from the Executive Committee has an announcement,” the host said, motioning to the side.
Emily stepped out from the wings, greeted by cheers. She bowed with elegant ease.
”Um… originally, we had eight nominees for the Miss Contest, but… that felt a bit underwhelming. So, by the decree of our esteemed Honorary Judge—uh, what was the full title again? Never mind! Anyway, Shirogane Aqua requested more contestants, so we scrambled to expand the list!” she said, grinning. “Also! Since there are more people now, instead of one winner, it’ll be a team showdown!”
Woooooooo!
Yeeeeeeee!
I stood from the fancy sofa set up for the judge and clapped along with everyone else.
”The winning team gets amazing prizes, so give it your all! And for everyone voting, we’re doing a raffle with sweet rewards—doesn’t matter if your guess is right or not!”
It’s a fairness thing.
If only the right guessers won, all the votes would just pile onto Kanon’s team.
This way, it keeps things balanced.
”Now, let’s reveal the nominees and team breakdown for this year’s Miss Contest!” I announced, turning toward the screen.
[1st Year Team: Inori Hisui, Oto Rurika, Kato Iria]
[2nd Year Team: Kurogami Uruha, Chihiro Claire, Tsukimachi Ayana]
[All-Star Team: Shirogane Kanon, Sumeragi Kukuri, Natalia Rosenesta]
[Teacher Team: Sugita Mari, Nanahoshi Elena, Nemoto Neneka]
Wow. That lineup’s kind of amazing.
Thanks, Emily. You really outdid yourself.
”Wait, hold on!? Why am I in this!?” Nanahoshi-sensei shouted.
”That’s me too!? I’m in it?!” Nemoto-sensei added.
”Since when!? No one told me this!” Sugita-sensei protested.
”We have all the fine print right here!” Emily said smoothly, already pulling the teachers away with a polite-but-firm smile.
Emily’s scary when she gets serious. But I trust her completely—even Sugita-sensei doesn’t stand a chance against her on full throttle.
”Why me!?” Uruha cried, still stunned.
Kokona and Lisa leaned in beside her.
”Because we need someone who can rival the teachers’… assets,” Kokona whispered.
”Exactly. It’s a key position. Strategic,” Lisa nodded solemnly.
Apparently, they figured out Emily had a plan cooking from the shadows.
That’s why Uruha was nominated as the “boob wildcard” to go up against Nanahoshi-sensei and the others.
”Alright, everyone who was just called—please head backstage and change into underwear,” Emily said, calm as ever.
””””””””””””Wait, what? Please say that again?!””””””””””””
The twelve nominees shouted.
”Don’t worry!” The host smiled. “The Miss Contest won’t be broadcasted. In other words, Aqua-sama is the only one who’ll see you in underwear!”
”If it’s just Aqua…”
”Then I guess it’s okay…”
”Yeah… a little embarrassing, but if it’s Aqua-kun…”
Thanks. Really, thank you, everyone.
I was crying inside. These girls… they’re too sweet. Way too sweet to me.
”Now then, here’s the first matchup!” The host turned back to the screen.
[Drop and You’re Out! Beach Ball Showdown!]
Yes!!
I jumped up and threw a fist in the air.
”Rules are simple! A cross-shaped net splits the court into four zones. Two players from each team take the field. When the ball lands, someone from that court is out! If a shot goes out of bounds, the one who hit it is out!”
Got it.
So it’s a four-way beach volleyball match—teams in underwear, soft air-filled beach ball, no injuries expected.
”And now, the 1st Year Team enters! Give them a hand!”
Whoa…
Hisui-chan stepped out in pastel green. Iria-san in pink.
Somewhere deep in my soul, past-life-me cried tears of joy.
Pastel pink with lace and ribbons… the little details on Iria-san’s outfit were unfairly cute.
”And from the 2nd Year Team—Kurogami Uruha-san and Tsukimachi Ayana-san!”
Yes!!
Uruha came out confidently in purple satin. Elegant, bold, almost unreal.
Ayana stepped out behind her, arms crossed over her chest.
”Ayana!? What happened to your outfit!?” I asked, eyes wide.
She flushed and glared at me.
”I didn’t know it involved this, okay!?”
She wore her usual gray sports bra and shorts—but honestly, it really worked.
I quickly reached over and hit a nearby button.
”Oh! The judge has awarded a Feeling Point! Note: these points mean absolutely nothing and are just a way to express emotions!”
”If it means nothing, why press it?! You’re just embarrassing me, Aqua!” Ayana snapped, cheeks red.
Laughter exploded across the gym.
”Alright, now give it up for the All-Star—uh, Royal Princess Team! Pseudo-sisters Shirogane Kanon-san and Natalia Rosenesta-san!”
”Ka-no-n! Na-ta-li-a! Ka-no-n! Na-ta-li-a!” I cheered like a one-man parade.
Natalia-san stepped out first in blue. Cool, elegant, and unfairly tall.
She was slender, long-legged, and somehow… her size matched Uruha’s?
How does that even happen?
Kanon followed behind, wearing pure white, looking like she wanted to vanish.
At this point, I couldn’t even speak—I just kept pressing the Feeling button like a machine.
”And lastly, from the Teacher Team—here they come!”
What the—!?
Nanahoshi-sensei strutted out in red lingerie. I felt my soul momentarily leave my body.
Was this… the legendary conqueror’s presence?
Only a rare few could wield that power. Maybe Manaat-san or the fabled P-Cup Pegonia-senpai.
Honestly, if I had to name it, I’d call it “Big Bang Breasts.”
I couldn’t stop trembling. I had seen the summit.
”Ugh… why do I have to be in this…” Nanahoshi-sensei muttered.
”Don’t be shy, sensei!” I said brightly, stepping forward.
Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!
Nanahoshi-sensei, dressed in sleek black lingerie, stepped into the spotlight.
I swear, I saw angels flying behind her.
This was it. This was life.
”Sugita-sensei──!”
”We teachers gotta back each other up!!”
”Now’s the time to build that teacher squad unity!!”
”Hey! Everyone, cheer louder! Don’t let the students steal the show!!”
”Nanahoshi-sensei, Sugita-sensei! Show these kids what adult power looks like!!”
With the teachers stepping up, the Otomezaki staff got fired up, and the students cheered loud for the three teams already on the court.
”Alright, everyone, ready? Play ball!” The host announced.
A beach ball dropped from above, hitting the crisscross of the net and bouncing off.
”Uruha-chan, heads up!” Ayana warned.
”I got this, Ayana-chan!” Uruha answered.
Uruha returned the ball near the net, but thanks to her momentum, her ample chest snagged on the net.
Ooooooooh! Now that’s the kinda action I live for!
”Mmm, nooo. Why me? Ayana-chan, help!” Uruha moaned.
”Leave it to me!” Ayana said confidently.
Ayana, bouncing in her sports bra, jumped up and smashed the ball.
Wow, from this low angle, those tight shorts deserve their own spotlight.
”Nanahoshi-sensei, your turn!” Sugita-sensei called.
”Got it!” Nanahoshi-sensei responded.
Sugita-sensei’s reception was smooth, like the coach she is, and Nanahoshi-sensei blasted a spike straight down.
Damn, with Nanahoshi-sensei’s chest, it looked like the ball split into three pieces—talk about a magic pitch!
”Hisui-san, your serve!” Rurika-san directed.
”On it! Iria-san, back me up!” Hisui-chan replied.
Hisui-chan saved the ball beautifully and gently lobbed it to Iria. The best part? Close-up E-cup action during the receive—eye candy bonus.
”Ayana-chan, your move!” Iria-san shouted.
Iria-san, representing the Power School, powered a serve at Ayana. The ball skimmed just past her and bounced outside.
”Out! Kato-san, you’re out of the court.” The referee called.
”Fuh!? That was perfect, wasn’t it?” Iria slumped in disappointment.
Honestly, I thought she’d play more delicate, but facing Ayana, she was all in. Glad to see her true form—pressed the Support button to give her props.
”Hisui-san, sorry.” Iria-san apologized.
”No worries! I got this!” Hisui-san answered.
With Iria-san out, the first-years only had Hisui-chan left, who immediately served toward Kanon.
”Sorry, Kanon-senpai, it’s match point!” Hisui-chan called.
”Figured you’d go for that!” Kanon replied.
Natalia-san stepped in front of Kanon like a knight defending her princess, skillfully receiving and sending the ball high for Kanon to tip.
”Haa!” Kanon breathed.
So graceful… Natalia-san leapt, twisting her long limbs, sending a serve flying at lone Hisui-chan.
”Don’t take this the wrong way.” Natalia-san warned.
”Kuh!” Hisui-chan grunted.
Incredible! Hisui relaxed her chest to receive the high ball, then tossed it in place repeatedly—a special rule lets solo players juggle the ball to avoid losing immediately.
”Now, check this out!” Hisui-chan grinned.
Hisui-chan threw the ball high, jumped, and then instead of a hard spike, dropped a soft floating one that grazed the net, spun, and rolled down along it.
”Ah… no way!” Uruha gasped.
Uruha struggled tangled in the net, accidentally hitting her own chest and bouncing the ball away—pressed Support button again, loving this chaos.
”Sorry, Ayana-chan!” Uruha said.
”No, it’s my fault for not covering faster.” Ayana replied.
When the ball drops, the team that lets it fall loses a player—this time, Uruha was out.
Ayana, having just received, aimed her serve at the Teacher Team.
Targeting one player like Hisui-chan would be easier, but knocking out a two-person team first gives your team a better shot.
”Ah, sorry!” Nanahoshi-sensei called.
Nanahoshi-sensei misread the ball and used her chest to block it—my right hand hit the Feeling button faster than my brain.
”It’s okay. Leave it to me, Nanahoshi-sensei!!” Sugita-sensei encouraged.
Sugita-sensei, athletic as ever, attacked with style, her sexy black lingerie making her look unstoppable.
(Also, Sugita-sensei, your lace panties are so see-through you might actually hurt yourself spiking!)
”Hah! Not letting you win!” Sugita-sensei growled.
Natalia-san again set the ball beautifully, and Kanon went for a surprise double attack instead of the usual gentle tip—she’d seen Sugita-sensei’s awkward position after Nanahoshi’s blocked receive.
The ball fell right at Sugita-sensei, off-balance from her spike.
”Kuh!” Sugita-sensei grunted.
Sugita-sensei stretched out her hand and barely caught the ball, palm inches from the floor.
”Nanahoshi-sensei, your move!” Sugita-sensei called.
”Got it!” Nanahoshi-sensei answered.
Nanahoshi-sensei tried to save the ball but her chest bounced it right back, and the ball rolled to the floor.
At the same time, I smashed my Feeling button.
Nanahoshi-sensei’s momentum sent her crashing into the net.
Suddenly, her underwear snagged on the net and slipped—her big bang totally exposed.
”No! Sorry…” Nanahoshi-sensei muttered.
I stood up, pressing the button nonstop. Been waiting for this moment forever. Thank you, Nanahoshi-sensei!!
”I’ll help you, Nanahoshi-sensei.” Sugita-sensei offered.
”Ah, thank you…!” Nanahoshi-sensei started.
I rescued Nanahoshi-sensei’s boobs and underwear from the net. Hands accidentally touched my own chest but hey, nothing I can do now. Nope, nothing.
”Sugita-sensei, sorry…” Nanahoshi-sensei apologized again.
”It’s fine. Nanahoshi-sensei, leave it to me!!” Sugita-sensei smiled.
Big Bang Nanahoshi-sensei left the court in style.
Honestly, it was amazing—rather than clapping, I just kept pressing the “I like it” button over and over.
”Sorry, but I’m gonna take this shot!!” Sugita-sensei said, tossing the serve straight at Kanon and Natalia-san’s squad like a boss.
Natalia-san caught it like a pro, Kanon set it up nice and easy, then Natalia spiked hard. These two were no joke.
”Ha!” Hisui-chan, the last solo warrior, caught the ball slick and blasted it back. She was hunting Kanon’s team, because being alone means you gotta take out at least one from the two-person team or you’re toast later.
”Kanon!”
”Got it!” Even after having a baby, Kanon in her underwear still had that wow factor—boobs still popping like a champ. She promised she’d keep her figure after birth and yeah, she’s delivering.
”Whoa!?” Natalia-san’s spike smacked the net, lost its mojo, and dropped into the other side. Ayana saw it and sent the ball flying right back at Kanon, who was caught snoozing. The ball bounced toward Hisui, and she smashed it fast.
”Sorry, Natalia-san.”
”Nah, my bad. Should’ve played it safer.”
Kanon left the court after a month since baby duty. She was smiling like she just won a pizza contest, probably ’cause she actually broke a sweat. I spammed the “I like it” button hard. Heard Emily booing backstage but nah, that was just the wind. Emily wouldn’t hate on Kanon!
”Here comes my shot!” Natalia-san served at Sugita-sensei. Her spikes were still scary strong, but Sugita-sensei blocked and returned like a champ. Boobs bounced everywhere, rally was wild. Then disaster struck.
”Aaaah!” Natalia-san’s bra hook popped loose mid-move—her chest flashed for a hot sec! She blushed hard and dropped the ball.
”Did… that just happen…?” I hit the mood button silent mode—gentlemen don’t spill the tea. Emily deserves a medal for this drama!
”Uh…”
”It’s cool, Natalia-san. No one saw except me and the front row.”
I pressed like button again for sisterly love between Kanon and Natalia-san.
Now it was Ayana, Natalia-san, and Sugita-sensei left. Ayana was surprisingly tough—I thought she’d be first out, but that sports bra might be magical.
”Match’s back on.” After the break, all three were swinging hard. Then—
”Yikes!” Natalia-san’s bra gave up and popped open—total wardrobe malfunction! She covered quick but dropped the ball.
”Did you see that??”
My mood button pressed again, because yeah, that was legendary.
Now, only Ayana and Sugita-sensei remained. The final round started with Ayana serving, and it was neck-and-neck.
”Go Ayana-chan!”
”Sugita-sensei, show us you’re not just a teacher but a beast!!”
”Don’t give up, Ayana!”
”Su-gi-ta! Su-gi-ta!”
Sugita-sensei was on fire at first, blocking and returning spikes like a ninja, but then her energy tank hit empty. Her moves slowed and the crowd could feel it.
”Oh no!” Sugita-sensei’s desperate spike flew way off. Ayana didn’t even move to stop it.
”Guess I lost… Good job, Tsukimachi-san.”
Ayana looked at me with a face I couldn’t read—part smug, part “I got this.”
I stood up, hitting the “like” button and walked to Sugita.
”Sugita-sensei, your bra slipped down during all that jumping—it’s showing.”
”What!?!” Sugita grabbed herself and tried to hide.
Ayana totally let that last ball go easy—she wasn’t slow, just playing nice.
”And the winners are the second-years!!” The host grabbed Ayana and Uruha’s hands and raised them high.
”Yay!! Uruha-chan, we rocked it!!”
”U-um. Thanks, Ayana-chan.” Uruha was shy, so I whispered to Ayana,
”Hey, your sports bra’s sweat marks are basically a roadmap. Maybe change clothes next time?”
”What!?!” Ayana checked and turned beet red at my words.
”Aqua! Why didn’t you say earlier?? You idiot!!” She sprinted backstage, disappearing fast.
Kanon, Natalia-san, Hisui-chan, Sugita-sensei—all rushed after Ayana, probably to give her clean clothes.
Left alone, I chilled on the couch, smelling the sweat of victory.
So… what’s next? Can’t wait for another spicy judging event soon.
And so, it’s the Miss Contest.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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