Lortell stepped into the restaurant, taking a deep breath and pushing all the earlier troubles out of her mind. She had finally left all those stressful encounters behind and was determined to enjoy this moment.
The restaurant was one of the most luxurious cafés here. Lortell had booked the seats long ago, making sure everything was perfect for today.
As she entered, her eyes immediately landed on Esdeath, who was already sitting quietly at their table.
Lortell smiled and walked over. "Sorry for being late!" she said cheerfully as she took her seat across from Esdeath.
The table between them was decorated with fine silverware, delicate candles, and a soft floral centerpiece.
Esdeath, however, simply shook her head, as if to say it wasn’t a big deal.
But there was something about the way she was sitting…
Her arms were crossed, and she was subtly pushing her chest up, making her already impressive bust look even larger. It was obvious that she was trying to intimidate Lortell with her figure.
Lortell raised an eyebrow, suppressing a smirk. "Really?"
Before she could say anything, a waiter arrived, carrying several top-class dishes. The aroma of the delicious food filled the air as he carefully placed each plate on the table.
Everything looked perfect.
Lortell relaxed, ready to enjoy her date in peace.
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Meanwhile, back at the academy, a heated match was taking place inside the volleyball court.
Well, technically, the court could also be used for basketball, and today, it had been transformed into a battleground for an intense basketball match.
This was the same court where second-year students usually bullied the weaker freshmen. Those with lower status were often forced to "pay respect" in the form of money or gifts to avoid trouble.
They had even tried to extort Esdeath once… but that had backfired horribly on them.
Right now, though, none of that mattered.
Because all eyes were on the basketball game.
Two teams were going head-to-head.
One team was wearing bright yellow jerseys with "LAKERS" written across the front in bold, capital letters. Their matching yellow shorts made them stand out even more.
The opposing team wore red jerseys, with the word "SERUMS" printed in bold letters.
The game was fierce, but one girl was outshining everyone else.
A player from the Lakers team.
Jersey number 13.
She had tanned skin, short brown hair, and a curvy figure with wide hips. Despite being busty, her body was also lean and muscular.
Her leg muscles were toned yet soft, showing both strength and agility. Every movement she made was graceful, yet powerful.
And somehow, despite all logic, her chest bounced wildly as she ran, completely defying the laws of physics.
Despite being a match between girls, Dozens of male students stood on the sidelines, watching the match with wide eyes. But truthfully, most of them weren’t here for the game itself.
They were here to watch her.
She was none other than Maruti.
A grin stretched across her face, showing her sharp teeth as she dribbled the basketball effortlessly. She weaved through the enemy team like a pro, dodging their attempts to block her with ridiculous ease.
Her movements were fast, smooth, and filled with confidence.
"Hahaha… Ain't no way I'm gonna be defeated by a bunch of girls!" she laughed in her mind, her golden like brown eyes gleaming with excitement.
Maruti felt like this was her court. There was no way she was going to lose.
She charged forward, her grip tightening on the ball, but just as she was about to score, someone blocked her path. A tall girl with long silver hair and piercing silver eyes stood in front of her, staring at her with a focused expression.
"Tch… She always gets in my way," Maruti muttered under her breath. "If I can't beat you in real life, I'll beat you in this game!"
She dashed forward at full speed. Kaelith moved to intercept her. Their eyes met, both filled with determination.
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Just before reaching her, Maruti suddenly stopped and stepped back, raising her hand as if to shoot.
"It’s a feint!" Kaelith realized, her eyes widening.
She jumped, fully stretching her arms to block the ball—only for Maruti to smirk.
Maruti didn’t shoot.
Instead, the moment Kaelith was in the air, Maruti dashed past her and jumped toward the basket, scoring with ease.
The whistle blew.
"Lakers team wins!"
Cheers erupted from the sidelines.
"Whoa!"
"That was crazy!"
"Lakers did it!"
Maruti grinned, but instead of celebrating normally, she decided to show off. She grabbed onto the rim, intending to flip her body through the hoop and land smoothly on the ground.
She had done it plenty of times before in her previous life. It was easy as breathing.
Her head passed through.
Her chest squeezed through tightly. But it was smoother than any pillow, It got past easily.
Then—
She got stuck.
"Huh?" Maruti blinked.
She tried wiggling, but her waist wouldn’t budge.
Realization hit her. She was no longer the lean guy she used to be—now she had a curvier body with wide hips. And those wide hips were exactly why she was stuck.
Her jersey slid down slightly, revealing her tanned stomach and the lower part of her breasts. It wasn’t completely exposed, but the way it looked made everyone’s imagination run wild.
The court fell silent.
The boys on the sidelines stared.
Maruti’s face turned red.
"Umm… Kaelith," she called out awkwardly. "I think I got stuck."
Kaelith, who had been watching with her arms crossed, raised an eyebrow.
Maruti wiggled, struggling to move. "Help your friend out, will you?"
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Lortell and Esdeath sat across from each other, enjoying their meal while stealing glances at one another. A warm, comfortable silence lingered between them, broken only by the occasional chuckle or soft exchange of words.
Esdeath, usually confident, found herself growing nervous. She wanted to keep the conversation going, but she struggled to find the right words. Her mind raced, trying to come up with something clever or interesting to say.
And then—her fingers slipped.
The spoon in her hand fell to the floor with a small clink.
"I'll get it," Lortell said with a smile, already moving before Esdeath could react.
Lortell was tall, so if the spoon had fallen beside her, she wouldn’t have even needed to stretch. But it had landed closer to Esdeath, meaning she had to lean forward to reach it.
As she bent down, Lortell’s eyes landed on Esdeath’s legs.
Her breath hitched.
Esdeath wasn’t looking at her. Instead, she kept her gaze fixed straight ahead, pretending not to notice as she subtly lifted the corner of her skirt.
A hint of black panties peeked out, framed by the sheer fabric of her thigh-high stockings. The dark material hugged her legs perfectly, disappearing beneath her uniform skirt that rested against her soft skin.
A deep blush spread across Esdeath’s face.
She was embarrassed, but she was also doing this on purpose.
"Take the hint... Take the hint..." she repeated in her mind, hoping Lortell would understand what she was trying to do.
Lortell's lips curled into a smirk.
She understood. Oh, she understood very well.
But why give Esdeath what she wanted so easily?
Lortell loved watching her squirm.
Instead of reacting right away, she picked up the spoon casually, dusted it off with a napkin, and then—rather than sitting back in her seat—she slid into the space beside Esdeath.
Esdeath’s heart pounded.
"Here," Lortell said with a teasing smile, handing back the spoon.
Just as Esdeath reached for it, Lortell placed her free hand on Esdeath’s thigh.
Her fingers pressed in slightly, squeezing gently. The warmth of her touch burned through the thin fabric of Esdeath’s stockings.
Then, leaning in close, Lortell brought her lips near Esdeath’s ear.
"Eat slowly," she whispered, her breath hot against Esdeath’s skin. "No need to rush. We still have a lot left to do... especially at night."
A visible shiver ran through Esdeath’s body.
Her grip tightened around the spoon, her mind going blank for a moment.
Lortell chuckled under her breath, enjoying every second of Esdeath’s reaction.
From her perspective, Tonight was going to be fun.
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Basketball Court Changing Room.
Inside the changing room, the sound of running water from the nearby showers had faded, and the once-crowded space was now empty—except for Maruti and Kaelith.
Maruti had finally gotten unstuck from the basketball hoop, thanks to Kaelith’s help. Even though they had played on opposite teams, they were still friends. And right now, they were changing together in the same room.
But Kaelith was not happy.
"I'm telling you, stop being so careless about exposing your body!" she scolded, crossing her arms. "Do you have no shame? Do you even care that people look at you with dirty gazes?"
Unlike in modern Earth, this world was more like medieval Europe. Women had fewer rights and were often treated as lesser than men. In most places, same-sex relationships were considered a taboo—something people despised, sometimes even punished.
Only awakened women, those with power and status, could refuse marriage. Normal girls were usually married off by the age of sixteen.
Kaelith had grown up with these beliefs, and seeing how carefree Maruti was made her extremely uncomfortable.
But Maruti didn’t care in the slightest.
"Who cares?" she said with a shrug.
She grabbed the hem of her jersey and pulled it over her head. As she did, her large breasts bounced freely, unrestrained now that the tight fabric was gone.
Kaelith turned red with anger.
"I care—!"
She whipped around to give Maruti another scolding, but the moment her eyes landed on Maruti’s exposed body, her words caught in her throat.
A deep blush spread across her cheeks.
Her heart started pounding wildly.
Without thinking, she spun back around, facing the lockers instead.
"Hurry up and change already!" she snapped.
Maruti blinked, then smirked as she put her hands on her hips.
"Huh? Is your face red from looking at a girl’s body?" she teased.
"I-It’s not!" Kaelith stammered, keeping her back turned.
Maruti grinned mischievously.
She jumped in front of Kaelith, spreading her arms wide.
"Then open your damn eyes and look!"
Kaelith gasped and immediately turned the other way, eyes shut tight.
Her face felt like it was on fire.
"Stop playing around and put something on already!" she shouted.
Maruti chuckled.
"Huh? I don’t want to, though."
She kept moving in front of Kaelith every time she tried to turn away, enjoying the rare opportunity to tease the strongest first-year student.
Who else could make Kaelith Maranthia this flustered?
No one.
Maruti was the first to accomplish it. And she was going to enjoy every second of it.
Kaelith’s patience finally ran out.
She took a deep breath, turned back, and grabbed Maruti’s wrist firmly.
Her silver eyes were sharp and serious.
"Stop provoking me," she said, her voice low. "If you keep acting like this, what if someone forces themselves on you? You don’t know what people are thinking. How will you defend yourself then?"
Maruti rolled her eyes.
"Huh? Why so serious?" She waved a hand dismissively. "I’ll just beat the shit out of them. Simple."
Kaelith shook her head, tightening her grip.
"You’r beauty is top tier Maruti. But beauty alone won’t protect you. When it comes to overall strength compare to world, even I am considered mid-tier and You can’t even defeat me. What if I lose my patience and lay my hands on you?"
"Pfft…" Maruti burst into laughter.
"You? Lay your hands on me?" She grinned, mocking. "You always say the funniest things that's why I decided to continue being friends with you. I still haven’t forgotten how you used a stupid necklace to hypnotize me. Hahaha!"
Kaelith’s face turned red.
Her grip on Maruti’s wrist tightened, and the next thing Maruti knew—
SLAM!
Her back hit the cold metal locker.
"What the—?!" Maruti gasped.
Kaelith was close. Too close.
Her face, usually so strong and untouchable, now looked… vulnerable. Embarrassed. Even a little desperate.
Maruti had never seen her like this before.
"It’s all your fault…" Kaelith whispered.
And then—
She kissed her.
Maruti froze.
Kaelith’s lips pressed tightly against hers, stealing her breath. Her warm, wet tongue pushed inside, intertwining with Maruti’s. It was deep, intense—almost like she had been holding it in for years.
Maruti was too shocked to react.
Then Kaelith’s free hand moved—to her chest.
She squeezed.
Maruti’s eyes widened.
After what felt like an eternity, Kaelith finally pulled back.
Her face was flushed, her breathing uneven.
"I told you to stop provoking me," she said, her voice shaking. "I was already struggling to control myself. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship…"
Her silver eyes shimmered—a single tear fell.
"It’s all your fault… It’s all your fault…" she whispered again.
Then she kissed her again.
Not just on the lips—on her neck, her collarbone…
She licked her upper chest, her hands grabbing Maruti’s breasts, lifting her slightly off the ground as she kissed her even deeper.
Kaelith had completely lost control.
Meanwhile—
Maruti didn’t move.
Her eyes were wide, her body frozen in place.
Her mind was blank, except for one thought.
"I’m fucked."
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Ahem... Ahem.. If you arw reading till now that means you agreed to what I said back then, "You can't drop the story until 2nd Arc Ends", Now you have no but to follow that rule hahaha...
Just endure some shits that I'll write after two chapters...
Btw here's an art of current esdeath...
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