Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Volume 7 - What the Hell is That, Otaku? (4)
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Let's just calm down for a second.
What's done is done, and the incident is already in motion, right?
So what matters more is figuring out what to do next.
Honestly, this is better than getting slapped with a summons for child exploitation laws.
No need to let my mental state shatter over this. It's a situation I can totally handle.
'But do I even need to be worrying about this?'
I had that thought while watching the two artists—and mages—deep in heated discussion right beside me.
If they're pondering this so intensely, won't they figure out a solution on their own?
These are the people who, once I introduced screentones, naturally went on to develop screentone pens.
A bra should be no problem. They can just look at the drawing and recreate it in reality, no?
'Yeah, come to think of it, everything else has worked out fine if I just let it be.'
Even without me meddling, things have progressed in a good direction on their own, right?
It's a bit uncomfortable being at the center of the controversy unintentionally.
But it feels like it'll keep rolling along in a positive loop even without me.
"I'm not sure. Maybe we should wait and see if the next installment has more details..."
"This time, it doesn't feel like the message comes across right away while reading. Is it because I'm unfamiliar with this field...?"
"No, that's not it. I know a few clothing experts, and they said they've never seen a shape like that before."
Honestly, a bra isn't a bad thing, is it?
From what I overheard earlier, all they had for underwear was stuff that forcibly bound the breasts or corsets that wrecked the body.
Introducing bras early would actually steer things in a better direction.
I didn't intend it, but it's not a bad outcome.
"By the way, the fact that you brought up that idea earlier means your master didn't say anything about it either, right?"
"Yeah, no hints from them at all. But knowing their usual personality, they probably don't have any particular expectations."
"No expectations?"
"I mean, we don't have to worry too much. We can just try everything, right? My master never got disappointed if things veered off from what they intended. If anything, they were always pleased."
"Haha, so they just wanted to see us racking our brains over this. Sounds like a professor. Maybe your master teaches at some academy."
"Oh, yeah, that tracks. If it's a problem thrown out like that, they probably won't get mad no matter what answer the student brings back. So should we just go ahead and try making one?"
Okay.
The one thing that had bugged me was Professor Rondo's tendency to treat it like some sacred taboo, handling it with kid gloves.
But cutting out opinions that would hinder progress seems to have worked perfectly.
"Wouldn't that be best?"
"Maybe that's why it's different from the manga this time... Yeah, giving the problem first and letting them solve it before handing over the answer—that's a good teaching method."
"...Pardon?"
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
When I asked what they meant, Elder Sharon explained that just looking at the drawing, 'Siu' clearly has the perfect answer.
But instead of showing it right away like in the manga, they gave time to ponder what it means.
Then, once people come up with their own answers, they reveal the correct one afterward, letting everyone evaluate how well they did and improve...
'The misunderstanding just keeps growing.'
I never thought anything like that.
My mindset was just that they'd develop it naturally all the way to a finished bra.
If they start expecting that, and they don't quite get there, I'll have to step in and provide the answer myself, right?
'Ah, please...'
At this point, all I could do was pray that these geniuses would nail it.
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It's been a while since I started forgetting about the bra thing and just living my life.
I'd been mulling over ideas for the next Avatar series installment, but lately, I'd been spending most of my time hanging out with Rozaria.
Because her break was ending soon, and she'd head back to the academy. After taking her virginity, it felt wrong to just keep ignoring her—my conscience couldn't take it.
Of course, it's not just a sense of responsibility. Truth be told, hanging out with Rozaria is fun.
And just like that, tomorrow was the day she'd return to Graveda Academy.
But sending her off plain like that felt off.
So today, the day before, we came to the capital together for an escort date—spending the night and seeing her off in the morning.
'Why hasn't she come back yet?'
She said she'd treat me to dinner tonight, then went to collect her manga sales royalties. But she's taking forever.
I was starting to worry enough to go look for her, but without a phone, I didn't want to risk missing each other. Tricky.
Maybe wait another hour and then head out?
"Kali!"
"Oh, there you are. Don't tell me you brought dinner?"
"Hehe, I got a few things you might like. I ordered the rest downstairs on my way back, so it'll be here soon."
That's why it took so long.
Makes sense. She's used to whipping up rough meals from home ingredients, so being in the capital with all these options must be overwhelming.
Though the amount she bought does seem excessive—we might have leftovers for tomorrow.
"Ah, this is so good. Gotta eat my fill before heading back tomorrow where I can't."
"Is it that strict inside?"
"They say it loosens up from second year for various reasons, but first-years? No chance."
Clubs let you go out in groups, but she decided against joining any since it seemed like a hassle.
Fair enough—committing to one just for that is annoying.
"I could join activities, but everyone's clamoring for me to sign up. Picking one feels bad for the others."
Ah, damn, it's not that—it's because she's such an outstanding person that she's super popular.
Makes sense; as the top enrollee in the magic department, every club must have wanted her.
Her life is so different from mine in so many ways. Moments like this give me a bit of cognitive dissonance.
"Oops, looks like half of it's left."
"We can eat it for breakfast tomorrow. If there's still some, I'll finish it on the way back."
"Ehehe... Did I overdo it?"
"Nah, it's fine. Eve of heading back to the academy—you deserve a little splurge."
"True that."
Rozaria rolled around happily on the bed, then suddenly remembered something and grabbed one of the unopened items she'd bought earlier.
What'd she get now, grinning like that while opening it?
Whenever Rozaria has that expression, it's never anything normal.
"Ta-da!"
"Whoa? No way, is that...?"
"Yeah, they were selling these 'first-ever bras' or whatever, so I bought one of each type. But they're heavier than I expected."
The moment I saw it, it looked just like a regular bra, and I nearly shed tears of joy thinking they'd actually pulled it off.
Honestly, there wasn't even a part in the next Avatar series storyline for bras.
Them perfecting it right on time saves me the trouble—best-case scenario.
"Hm?"
But something in Rozaria's explanation caught me off guard, making me pause.
Didn't she say it was heavier than expected?
Are bras supposed to be heavy?
As I pondered that, Rozaria suddenly started stripping, halting all my thoughts.
"H-Hey!"
"What's wrong? You've seen it all already."
Even so, springing it on me like that gets my dick raring to go—very appreciative.
Guess they even made one fitting her small chest size.
The manga had more big-boob ratios than flat ones, so I figured they might skip small sizes...
Or maybe because Cheatrititas was flat-chested?
"Ta-da?"
"Looks convincing at a glance."
They probably marveled at how it matched the manga perfectly.
No wonder they boldly called it the 'first-ever bra.'
The design followed the manga's faithfully while feeling original.
Honestly, this quality level puts my mind at ease.
"Feels like my boobs got a bit bigger wearing it."
"Well, yeah—you've got an extra layer on top."
The downside is that touching it hits fabric first instead of her breast directly.
But that's only a con during sexy times; normally, it protects the sensitive skin— a pro.
Man, it holds the shape really well. I thought implementing padding would be tough—how'd they do that?
"Mind if I touch it a bit?"
"Of course not."
Curious about the feel, I poked her breast over the bra with my finger.
My mind filled with question marks.
No, what the...
"Uh..."
"What's up?"
"No, what is this?"
"It's firm, right? Probably made of metal? That's why it's heavy."
Wow, great payoff on that earlier line.
Her 'heavy' comment—was it because the parts that should be padded are all metal?
Fuck, how is this a bra?
'This is fucked.'
Visually, it looks enough like the manga version that anyone could mistake it for correct.
I drew mostly unpadded, shape-retaining bras, emphasizing the firmness in the art.
So it's hard to tell the material should bend under pressure. That issue arose because I wasn't drawing it to teach what a bra is.
The problem is this misunderstanding could steer bra development down the wrong path.
I'd end up as the troll in bra history.
I can't cause that mess and just bail, so now I have to step up and fix it myself.
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