Guarantee Women's Rights Too (2)
To get a bit more explicit, the Fengyu Pill is a pearl-shaped drug that enlarges women's breasts. Unlike the Jerque technique, this is knowledge that still lingers in parts of the modern Bread Academy.
But why doesn't the Fengyu Pill exist in the modern world? Even the angels have differing opinions on that.
"It's because lilies come in all kinds of flavors."
Chang Yeom had once told me that back in hell.
"The Big-Tits Lily Faction and the Flat Lily Faction. The former crave those massive things bouncing all over the place, while the latter prefer that smooth, glassy vibe."
"What the hell is Her Excellency the Hell Archduke saying right now?"
"Oh? I'm just basing this on the data from your memories, you know?"
Glassy. To be more precise, it refers to the tastes among yuri fans closer to those pure shojo manga vibes from Japan. They don't care much for big, bouncy ones. They prefer the sensation of heartbeats pounding close together when flat, cliff-like chests press against each other in an embrace.
"So what does that have to do with those folks and the Fengyu Pill... wait, don't tell me?"
"Exactly. The ones who hid the Fengyu Pill... were the Yuri Nazis."
"Those bastards deserve to die."
Were there extreme lily purists even among the goddess's vanguard? If they were the type who prized those pure shojo manga-style situations over the yuri men fantasize about, it made sense they'd bury the Fengyu Pill before it spread to the human world.
"Did the angels create the Fengyu Pill?"
"No, of course not. Sure, most of hell's dukes are on the big-and-bouncy side, but there are always some flat ones too. Like sheer ice cliffs carved by glaciers, say."
"They're begging for an ass-kicking."
That wasn't me speaking.
"I invite her over, and she comes in talking like a total bitch."
A woman as pristine as a field of pure white snow. Fitting for someone from the Bread Academy world, she was stacked—but from that distinctive shape, I realized the truth.
"Water droplets, huh."
Some are born with them, others grow them through effort and technique. Not like modern silicone implants, of course—this was magical, or godlike miracles built on magic, pushing past genetic limits. And breasts hypertrophied by mana looked remarkably similar to surgical enhancements.
"So why'd you call me here?"
"Because you're Sul-ya, the one who created the Fengyu Pill?"
"And you want me to spill how?"
"I'm thinking of spreading the Fengyu Pill to boost your 'faith.' Seems like the fastest way, honestly."
After pondering the original story's scenarios endlessly, Chang Yeom and I had settled on the surest way to gather faith.
"C-cup minimum for admission. If a miracle lets them in, whoever caused it becomes a sage-god manifest on earth, right? Like how someone fixed up by plastic surgery calls their doc a 'surgery god.'"
"So you're saying spread Fengyu Pills to turn flat chests big and bouncy?"
The duke of hell, ruler of the frozen Ninth Hell. Sul-ya's Rusalka.
"...But Bread Academy only admits C-cups and up from the start. What's the point of Fengyu Pills?"
She was utterly rational, countering our plan with plain common sense.
"Most are already fist-sized or bigger—some thorns even bigger than heads?"
"Heh heh heh. You wouldn't get it. People always want more of what they already have."
"Too big gets excessive and ugly, though?"
"That's why it has to hit that 'perfectly ideal' limit. And conveniently, both my slave and I know that sweet spot pretty well."
"Well... Fengyu Pills do make 'em a bit bigger than head-sized, not like merging two heads into one mega-boob, so fair enough."
No matter how much the Fengyu Pill enlarged them, it always shaped them into a visually perfect form.
"But you know mine and Jirun's are different, right? Once I prescribe Fengyu, they stay big forever. It doesn't drain mana— the body itself grows that way."
"That's—"
"Actually a good thing."
"......Hah."
Sul-ya ultimately agreed to cooperate with our plan.
"But listen up—one thing you gotta know for sure. Never forget the 'original purpose' of this Fengyu Pill. Got it?"
With one condition.
"Sure, the Fengyu Pill definitely enlarges breasts, but that's not its fundamental purpose."
Forget not the true mindset behind spreading this divine miracle to humanity.
The Fengyu Pill. It was—
"To increase milk production, expand the milk tanks."
A miracle rooted in maternity.
* * *
"So, it's a spell to enlarge breasts for women who naturally produce little milk... and it can double for cosmetic use?"
"That's the idea."
I'd been crafting Magic Pants when I ended up explaining the Fengyu Pill to the Fabrication Class students and Instructor Cardisha.
"Not figuratively— it literally expands the milk tanks."
"......."
"Unlike the Jerque technique's temporary mana-skin puff-up, or women storing cores in their chests—this is fundamentally different."
I pointed to Unia, the most mana-talented person in the room.
"Take Unia here. What do you think happens if her mana hits 'zero'?"
"M-Me?"
"Yeah. Unia's got a solid base size to start, but she can hold so much mana that it makes her even bigger."
"So right now, the core gives her tons of space to store mana, making her look huge?"
"She is huge. Unia, ever drained every drop of mana from your body?"
"Uh, um, no...?"
"If you burned it all, they'd probably deflate from their usual puffiness."
Not like dropping from G to A overnight, but say from 100 down to 90.
"But the Fengyu Pill's different. Same idea—body change via mana and magic—but it doesn't expand mana circuits. It physically alters the body."
Like inducing hormonal shifts.
"Just like how a pregnant woman transforms to produce milk for her child, and her breasts grow to provide it."
"......."
They were all silent, but what could you do? Facts were facts.
"If the Jerque technique boosts male pride, virility, and activity through self-esteem, the Fengyu Pill's based on maternity. So... it doesn't always work."
"Why not?"
"Because 'maternity' matters. It only swells if that deep maternal instinct wells up from the heart."
Men just want bigger, period—but not this.
"Only those who truly yearn to bear children, shower their babies with love, raise them with motherly devotion—they're the ones who see the effect."
"......."
"Just want bigger for looks? To meet Esdinas Academy's entrance bar? Or hate being flat and wanna fix it somehow? That mindset alone won't cut it."
Won't quite do.
"Even then, there has to be one core emotion underneath."
"What emotion?"
"Say, your real reason for enrolling isn't the diploma—it's to snag a cool, amazing guy here, marry him, share love, pop out three-plus kids, and nurse and raise them yourself."
When you truly wish for that, the Fengyu Pill works its miracle.
"Or after birthing quintuplets and realizing you don't have enough milk, desperately wanting to feed all your babies from your own breasts."
"Maternity really is key, huh."
"Yeah."
"......."
"What's up, Unia?"
"Hm."
Unia set down her cake and looked at me seriously.
"Can you make it?"
"Huh?"
"I wanna test it out."
Her rainbow mana eyes burned with fierce determination.
"To see if true maternity is required to grow bigger, or if anyone can do it just knowing the theory."
"Approaching it as intellectual curiosity?"
"Of course."
"You wanna prove if maternity's truly the key factor through experiments?"
"Naturally."
"I can trust you?"
"Absolutely."
"Let's do this."
"Yes!"
Unia thrust both thumbs up at me, full of confidence.
"So how do you make the Fengyu Pill? Actual pills?"
"Plenty of methods, but the classic is wearing something like this."
I pulled out a mana stone, reshaped it into a new mana-skin.
"This."
"......Hey, you...!"
Evangeline freaked out the second she saw the new mana-skin.
"Pervert!"
"What's perverted?"
"It's just a cow bikini!!"
She shrieked at the sight.
"Hey now, 'just a cow bikini'? This is the Fengyu Pill."
"Pill! That means actual pills!"
"Tsk tsk. You don't get it."
Pill form? Sure.
"Cows produce the most milk, so mindset-wise, aiming to match that output is the secret to bigger tanks, right?"
But did I plan to distribute it as pills?
Hell no.
"Women wear mana-skins to grow, just like men. This spreads that 'common sense' to everyone."
I make the common sense, end of story.
"It's definitely not because I wanna see the heroines in cow bikinis."
This was all...
The production team's conspiracy to sell cow bikini skins to the heroines.