Volume 5 Chapter 20 Like Wings Upon My Back
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”I… I’m at my limit… I think I’m… actually going to die…”
Gasping for every breath, Suruga Akira let her body sink into the mattress, her eyes fixed vacantly on the ceiling.
”I went too far, especially for your first time,” Hirose admitted. “My drive has been… a bit intense lately. I’ve even been wearing out Hibiki-san.”
”You don’t need to apologize,” Akira panted. “I always prided myself on my stamina, but… you really are something else, Senpai…”
Ever since becoming a Dungeon Master, Hirose’s libido had become relentless. Perhaps that was why, even with Akira being a total novice, he hadn’t stopped after the first time. They had gone through several rounds before she finally had to call for a ceasefire.
Ten minutes passed in a comfortable, heavy silence.
”Honestly… I’m really glad it was you, Hirose-senpai. My first, I mean.”
The two of them lay tangled together, wrapped in a single blanket. Suruga Akira (Akira Suruga in Western order), who stood slightly taller than Hirose, rested her head on his arm. Throughout it all, Hirose had treated her like a girl – with a tenderness she’d never experienced before. It made her heart ache with a newfound happiness.
”But, looking at it another way… I’m kind of worried about what this means for my future love life,” Akira said with a small smile.
”Ah… yeah, I get that,” Hirose replied.
”I’m only teasing. Right now, track is the only thing on my mind. Still… it must be tough for you, Senpai, having so many girls under your spell.”
”Calling it ‘tough’ would be disrespectful to everyone else, wouldn’t it?”
”I suppose. I was the one who chose to have you use your Beauty Skill¹, even knowing it might turn out like this. You shouldn’t feel responsible at all.”
She pressed her face into the crook of Hirose’s neck, nuzzling him like a girl deeply in love. Yet, despite her affection, track remained her priority.
”And… about earlier… when I said I loved you… um… sorry about that,” Akira muttered.
”It’s okay,” Hirose said. “Whether you meant it or not, I’ll take it to heart.”
”You’ll take it to heart… and then just let it slide?”
”If you’re truly serious, I’ll face those feelings head-on. I owe you that much after what we’ve done. But… we’d have to get Hibiki-san and the others to approve first.”
”You really are a lady-killer, Senpai… I think I’m getting addicted to your scent…”
She nuzzled him, drawing in his scent before trailing upward. Hirose tilted his head down, and their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss.
”That kiss… it’s making me feel restless again,” Akira whispered.
”Me too,” Hirose said. “Do you… want to go again?”
”I… I don’t know…”
Hirose’s hand, previously tucked under her head, began to move, wandering until it found her breast.
”Ah… that’s cheating… if you do that, I can’t say no…”
”Akira-chan also has incredible endurance. I guess I should expect that from a top athlete,” Hirose said.
”How much do you think I’ve pushed my body for my sport? I’m more stoic than I look, you know.”
”I know,” he replied softly.
”Someday… I’m going to be the one making you beg for mercy -“
With a playful glint in her eyes, Akira straddled him, and for one last time, they became one.
* * *
The next morning, following her session with Hirose, Akira woke up earlier than usual.
”My body… it feels so light.”
Because of her strict athletic regimen, Akira was used to managing her recovery. She knew the importance of rest after intense training. But today was different. Aside from a slight soreness in her hips, she felt weightless.
She stood before the full-length mirror and slowly cupped her chest over her clothes.
”No way…!”
She tore off her T-shirt and bra, staring at her reflection.
”It’s incredible… they’re really smaller!”
Her I-cups had shrunk by more than half. It was an unbelievable transformation. She had never spent this much time simply admiring her own body before.
”Hirose-senpai… you really are a miracle worker.”
She dressed quickly, eager to get to morning practice. She needed to know if her speed had changed.
* * *
”Ugh… my hips…”
Unfortunately, the workout with Hirose had left her more sore than she’d anticipated. She made a mental note to time their sessions better in the future.
”You seemed a bit off today… wait, AHHHHHH!?”
In the locker room, her teammate Honjou Wakana, a long-jump specialist, let out a scream. Her eyes were glued to Akira’s chest.
”W-What happened to your b**bs?! Where did they go?!”
”Wakana, shut up! You’re too loud!”
”But… but Akira’s legendary curves! They’re just… gone!”
”Look, a lot happened. I can’t tell you the details, but just know that I’m going to be faster than ever now,” Akira said firmly.
”My favorite pillows are gooooone!” Wakana wailed, diving into Akira’s chest. The lack of the usual bounce left her feeling bereft.
”You know how much these things bothered me, right?”
”I know, but still…”
”Anyway, I can change them back if I really have to…”
”Wait, what?” Wakana asked, blinking.
”Nothing!”
With the Breast Growth skill, she could revert them. But Akira had no desire to go back to being an I-cup. Maybe she’d add a little back later, but for as long as she was an athlete, she wanted this lightness.
”Wakana, I’m actually excited. I’m almost scared of how fast I’m going to be…”
”Yikes… Akira, your face is terrifying right now.”
”I’m on fire, Wakana. The qualifiers at the end of the month… I’m taking it all.”
* * *
”Akira! Go for it!” Hibiki screamed from the stands.
”Akira-chan! Fight!”
”Akira-senpai, you can do it!”
Hirose, Aoi, and even Rio were lined up beside her – the Breast Adjustment Team. Akira noticed them and gave a small wave as she approached the starting blocks.
”KYAAAAA! AKIRA-SAMA!”
A massive cheer erupted from a block of female students. Akira’s popularity was no joke.
”Wow, she’s like a rock star,” Hibiki noted.
”With looks like that, I can’t blame them,” Aoi agreed.
The stadium went silent. The athletes settled into their blocks.
CRACK!
The starting gun fired. The 100-meter final was underway. This was the race for a ticket to the world stage.
Akira rose from her drive phase into her top-end speed. She was in fourth place, but then…
”Akira!”
”Go! Go!”
”She’s moving! She’s really moving!”
Rio, usually the quietest, was screaming the loudest. Akira surged into second. Fifty meters. Forty. Thirty.
(Light… I’m so light… I can go faster… I can go forever!)
With the literal weight off her chest, it felt like wings had sprouted from her back.
”AKIRAAAAA!”
In a race decided by milliseconds, Akira’s height and long stride were devastating. She pulled away, her lead growing with every step.
She crossed the finish line. First place. A landslide victory.
Hibiki and the others tumbled over each other in celebration. Akira’s fan club was in tears. Akira turned to the stands, waved, and gave a deep, respectful bow.
* * *
One week after the tournament, Hirose was in Akira’s room.
”Akira-chan, congratulations on the win.”
”I owe it all to you, Hirose-senpai. Thanking you doesn’t feel like enough,” Akira said.
”It’s your hard work, Akira. I just gave you a little push.”
”Always so humble,” she teased. “I still need to adjust my form to the new weight, but I’m getting there.”
”The focus on the clock must be grueling.”
”It is. Japanese women’s sprinting is still behind the rest of the world. I want to be the one to break that wall.”
”I know you can do it,” Hirose said warmly.
”I will. But… that’s not why I asked you here today.” Akira fidgeted, her face flushing as she moved closer to him. “Since I won… I was hoping for a reward.”
”Sure. What do you have in mind?”
”I just… I want to be close to you.”
She nuzzled into him, her eyes misty.
”Hehe, that tickles,” Hirose laughed.
”Your scent… I missed it. My heart is racing.”
”Mine too. You’re so cute when you’re like this, Akira-chan.”
”Say it again. You’re the only one who sees me as ‘cute.’ It makes my heart flip.”
They embraced, Hirose’s breath warm against her ear. Akira shivered.
”You’re so cute, Akira.”
”Senpai… I’m melting… I’m totally yours right now…”
She took his face in her hands and kissed him – a deep, hungry kiss. She led him to the bed, shedding her clothes.
”It’s the first time you’ve seen them like this, right? Since they got smaller.”
”Yeah.”
”I hope you don’t like me any less now.”
”Not a chance. You’re incredible, Akira – hardworking, charming, and I love that I’m the only one who gets to see this side of you.”
”Senpai…”
She pushed him down, her tongue trailing over his skin.
”Last time, I didn’t know what I was doing. But today… I’m taking charge.”
”I thought you wanted a reward?”
”This is my reward.”
They lost themselves in each other once more, Akira more fervent and hungry than ever before.
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Summary:
Following their intimate encounter, Akira discovers that her breasts have reduced from an I-cup to less than half their size. This physical change grants her a sense of weightlessness, allowing her to dominate the 100-meter representative qualifiers. The chapter concludes with Akira and Hirose celebrating her victory with another passionate night where Akira takes a more active role.
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Trivia:
- Akira uses ‘boku’ and ‘ssu’ in the Japanese text, highlighting her tomboy persona.
- Hirose’s libido increase is a side effect of his Dungeon Master status.
- The ‘Breast Adjustment Team’ consists of Hirose, Hibiki, Aoi, and Rio.
- Akira’s hip soreness from s*x nearly hindered her morning practice.
- Akira is taller than Hirose.
- Wakana is a long-jump specialist, not a sprinter
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Character Insight:
Akira transitions from seeing her femininity as a hindrance to her athletic career to embracing it as a source of strength and personal happiness. Her victory in the race proves the efficacy of Hirose’s skill, while her behavior in the bedroom shows her growing confidence and affection for him.
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Behind the Scenes:
This chapter concludes the ‘Suruga Akira’ arc, marking the end of the sports-focused segment for this character.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Suruga Akira – She used to be the junior high Prince of Track and Field, the kind of runner everyone expected to win before the race even started. Tall and slender with a quietly strong, athletic build, I-cup, short nearly-blonde hair, and a sweet, androgynous face that often had people mistaking her for a boy, she gathered admirers without trying—especially among the girls.
• Honjou Wakana – Akira’s fellow track team member and best friend, specializing in the long jump. She is very close to Akira, often teasing her physically. Have bright red hair in ponytail, athletic build, and has a large chest (H-Cup).
• Rio – A member of the Beauty Committee who previously worked with Hirose and already holds a negative opinion of him, seeing him as a ‘playboy.’ She has short dark hair and is dressed neatly in her school uniform. She is Aoi’s friend and is currently determined to ‘rescue’ her.
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