The night passed, and morning arrived. Almost everyone had already gone to their tasks for the day.

In Maruti's room, she woke up with a yawn and a smile. "Phew… I finally defeated that alien boss!" she said, feeling proud of herself.

As usual, she washed her face and brushed her teeth. But when she checked the time, her heart skipped a beat. "Oh no, I'm late!" she shouted, scrambling to grab a set of clothes before rushing to the bathhouse.

When she arrived, she noticed it was completely empty. Everyone else had already left. Instead of feeling upset, she smiled brightly. "Woohoo! Bathing alone is the best!"

She jumped into the warm bathwater, leaning against the edge with a contented sigh. "What a relief," she murmured, letting her body relax. Her eyes wandered around the spacious bathhouse before finally landing on herself.

"When will I finally be free of this body?" she muttered, feeling a twinge of frustration. But her thoughts, as usual, started drifting to ridiculous places.

"I once heard women's… erogenous zones are more sensitive than men's. Was it true? Something about a… G-spot?" Her face turned slightly red as curiosity took over. She hesitated, but eventually, her fingers slid under the water, lightly touching the outer layer of her skin.

"Huh? Nothing's happening—" she began, but then her finger brushed a sensitive spot, and an unexpected moan escaped her lips. "Ahhh~"

Her eyes widened in shock. "What was that?" she whispered to herself, completely startled. Embarrassed and panicking, she stood up quickly, grabbed a towel, and ran out of the bath area. "I'm never touching that part again!" she swore under her breath.

Back in her room, she started getting dressed. But as she put on her shirt, she struggled with the buttons. It felt way too tight, and the fabric stretched uncomfortably across her chest.

"Don't tell me… I grew again?" she groaned. After a lot of effort, she managed to fasten the buttons, but the shirt was clearly straining, with small gaps between the buttons.

"I really need to buy bigger clothes," she sighed, grabbing her things and heading off to class.

Unlike most theory days, today was a physical session. The first lecture was about testing everyone's physical capabilities and combat practices.

Maruti walked through the corridors, heading toward the garden. As she strolled, she noticed Esdeath walking in the opposite direction.

"Wait... I think you forgot the garden is this way!" Maruti called out, pointing behind her.

Esdeath stopped and snorted. "Of course I know that. I'm not attending today's lecture. I have some work outside the academy, so I'll be gone for a few hours."

"Really? Should I come with you?" Maruti asked, her tone brimming with enthusiasm.

"No need," Esdeath replied, shutting her down instantly.

Maruti sighed in disappointment but quickly perked up. "Well, then do me a favor. Buy a set of academy clothes from the official shop, and grab some casual ones too." She paused for a moment, then turned slightly. "Come with me for a second. I'll give you my measurements—it'll only take a moment!"

Esdeath gave Maruti's figure a once-over, smirking mischievously. "No need. I've got a pretty good idea of what size will fit you, fufufu..." she chuckled.

Annoyed, Maruti felt a vein pop on her forehead. "For some reason, your words are really making me want to slap you right now!"

Esdeath chuckled again, walking past her. "Well then, see you later!" she said with a wave.

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"Don't forget to buy them!" Maruti yelled as she turned and continued toward her session.

The students gathered in the academy gardens for today's session, which was focused on testing their stamina and speed. It felt more like a physical education class, and leading it was Kaya Lysandria, the instructor for the session.

Kaya had a tanned complexion, short brown hair, and a curvy figure with a noticeable bust. She looked like she was in her early thirties and wore a tracksuit with a whistle hanging between her chest. Her playful and confident demeanor gave off strong gyaru vibes.

"Damn, she's like an older version of me," Maruti muttered with a bitter smile, glancing at Kaya.

Kaya blew her whistle, the sharp sound echoing in the garden. "Alright, the first ten students, step forward! You'll be running twenty laps. Let's see who's the fastest!" she announced enthusiastically.

Twenty laps sounded like a lot, especially with the garden's size, but for the awakened students of Class A, it was more of a warm-up than a challenge.

Maruti was part of the first group, so she stepped up and took her position. As she scanned the area, she noticed someone missing. "Kaelith isn't here," she thought, letting out a small sigh of relief.

But then her gaze fell on Ethan, who was nearby. He kept glancing at Violet repeatedly, as if afraid she might vanish the moment he looked away.

"Why do I keep running into love-struck people these days?" Maruti muttered to herself, thinking of Esdeath and Caramel.

Then a smirk crept onto her face. "Good thing Esdeath and Kaelith aren't here today. This is my chance to completely dominate. Let's see who's the real main character now, Ethan!" She chuckled inwardly, ready to show off.

"Start!" Kaya shouted.

The moment the signal was given, a shockwave tore through the air as the students sprinted. Maruti shot forward like a lightning bolt, leaving others far behind. Her speed was incredible, and she was clearly in the lead.

However, while most students admired her athleticism, many were distracted by her bouncing chest. Despite the bandages she had used to secure herself, her movements made it impossible to ignore.

Panic flashed across Maruti's face. *Oh no, my bandage is ripping! If this keeps up—*

Before she could finish her thought, her worst fear came true. The bandage snapped, and the strain on her shirt's buttons was too much. One of the buttons burst off with incredible force, hitting a bystander right in the face.

"Ouch!" the student yelped, stumbling backward. A faint trail of smoke rose where the button had struck him.

For a brief moment, Maruti's chest was exposed, and the sight left the surrounding students speechless.

"Wow… Totally worth watching," one student muttered, while others tried to hide their nosebleeds.

Embarrassed and furious, Maruti dropped to her knees, her face red as she covered her chest. She punched the ground in frustration. "Second time! This is the second time this has happened! I swear, I'll cut these damn things off and be flat-chested instead!" she shouted, glaring at the ground.

The commotion had brought the entire running session to a halt. Kaya, fully aware of what had happened, sighed, knowing all too well the struggles of having a busty figure herself.

"Student Maruti, come with me to the nurse's office," Kaya instructed firmly. Turning to the rest of the class, she added, "Everyone else, stay here. I'll inform another teacher to take over this session."

Maruti quickly stood, using her shirt to cover her chest, and followed Kaya through the corridors. She felt everyone's eyes on her back.

Once inside the nurse's office, Maruti sat on the bed, her upper body exposed to Kaya. But it didn't bother her much—after all, they were both women.

Kaya crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, her tone sharp. "Who told you to use regular bandages? There are special combat bandages for things like this! And more importantly, you're old enough to wear a proper bra. Did you forget to wear one, or… have you never worn one at all?"

Maruti stayed silent, avoiding Kaya's eyes. Her silence said it all.

Kaya let out a deep sigh and walked to a nearby drawer, pulling out a bra. "Here, this is one of mine. It should fit you. And don't forget to buy your own later," she said, handing it over.

Maruti took it reluctantly, but a smirk crossed her face. "Pfft… Okay, I'll put it on. But there's no way my chest is as big as yours! It won't fit!" she teased.

However, as she slipped it on, her expression changed. Her eyes widened, and sweat dripped from her forehead. "It… it fits perfectly," she muttered with a bitter smile, glancing nervously at Kaya's impressive figure.

Kaya gave her a knowing look. "Hmm, that's what I thought. Now, you're excused from today's class. But if I ever catch you without a bra again…" Her voice dropped as she leaned closer, her smile turning ominous. "Let's just say you won't like what happens."

With that, Kaya left the room, leaving Maruti to get dressed.

A few minutes later, Maruti finished changing into a fresh set of academy clothes. As she stepped out, she jumped in excitement, fluttering her hands in the air. "Wow, this bra thing is amazing! My breasts aren't bouncing all over the place anymore!"

Feeling more comfortable than ever, she couldn't help but hum a tune as she walked through the corridors, even swaying her hips and dancing slightly.

"LIVING OFF LIKE MATTER,

MP5 LIKE SCATTER,

BLOOD JUST LEAVE ME STAGGERED…"

"I SEE HER FACE I'M LIKE " OMG"

GRAPPLE TAPE ON MY SMG

TALK TALK BUY YOU WON'T BEAT ME~"

Her voice grew louder, her movements carefree as she closed her eyes, fully immersed in her little performance.

"COVER FIRE,

I NEED RUMOR,

I'M JUST COOLER—"

As she sang, her slightly open eyes caught sight of someone ahead. Her steps faltered, and her breath hitched.

Standing right in front of her was Caramel,

Maruti froze mid-sentence, her carefree mood vanishing in an instant.

Maruti stood frozen, staring at Caramel's blushing face. Caramel looked like a shy bride, her cheeks bright red as she extended her trembling hand, holding a letter.

Her voice barely above a whisper, Caramel mumbled, "T-this is for you…" She couldn't even meet Maruti's eyes, turning her head away in pure embarrassment.

The bustling corridor fell silent as passersby stopped to watch the unfolding scene. Curious whispers filled the air, everyone's attention glued to the two girls.

Maruti hesitated for a moment but eventually reached out and took the letter. From the weight and design of the envelope, it was clear what this was. A love letter.

Curiosity got the better of her, and Maruti carefully opened the envelope. As she unfolded the letter, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

The letter kept unfolding and unfolding, stretching until it touched the ground. It was unbelievably long—so long that no one could believe someone had written it by hand.

Gasps and murmurs filled the hallway. This was the first time anyone had seen such a ridiculously long love letter.

Caramel, now smiling nervously, clasped her hands together. "Hehehe… I stayed up all night writing my feelings. I-I hope you read it all and… accept my feelings!" Her voice wavered, but her sincerity was evident.

Maruti looked at the letter, then at Caramel.

"What the fuck happened to her? ",

Her mind spun as she tried to process the absurd situation she'd just found herself in.