Right now, Milly, Eris, Tori, and I are playing table tennis in the inn's game room. It's a little bit of entertainment after getting out of the bath.
Honestly, it's such a luxury. Usually, if an inn provides food and a place to sleep, it's considered top-tier. Cheap inns don't even have food, and the beds are often covered in dust—yet this inn even has a game room. We can use it as much as we want, as long as we clean up afterward.
"There!"
"Whoa!?"
"Point for Eris," Ratz, acting as the referee, announces.
"Aww, man..."
"Riel, negligence is your greatest enemy. I'll be taking half of your Caesar salad today!"
"Wow, you're playing for keeps, Eris."
"Of course! I requested Caesar salad today and practically forced the kitchen to make it. If there's a chance my favorite dish will increase in portion today, I will show no mercy!"
"Didn't you like meat too?"
"Steak is also good! However, it cannot compare to Caesar salad!"
Eris says this while puffing out her chest. Her large breasts give a distinct boing as they jiggle... Tsk.
"Ugh, for an Elf, your chest is weirdly huge! Usually, that race is supposed to be flat as a board!"
I put all my frustration into my serve.
"It—it's just that there are few who are large! I am definitely a proper Elf!"
"Fake! Those have to be fakes! The only reason my chest is like this is because yours took all the growth for yourself!"
"You're being completely irrational!?"
I strike the ball back with pure spite. Eris returns it. Every time she moves, those beautiful curves hidden beneath her yukata sway.
Sway, sway.
Jiggle, bounce.
"Raaargh!! That's just extra fat anyway!"
"Why are you holding such a grudge!?"
It's so frustrating. Why am I so flat? I hate opponents with unnecessarily large chests!
"Riel seems full of hatred. I wonder why?"
"Sigh... Tori, what do you think when you look at my chest?" Milly asks.
"Milly-san's? They're large, look soft, and I think they're very feminine."
"...E-err, I didn't mean a sincere compliment like that. I meant... don't you feel any envy or resentment?"
"?"
Beside them, Tori tilts her head, watching our exchange. Hearing her answer, Milly—who has an even larger chest than Eris—can only manage a wry smile. That's the thing. Tori is so pure-hearted that she can't even fathom my struggle.
"Ratz, how do I even explain this?"
"Hmm, let's see. Tori, I take pride in the fact that my chest is larger, better shaped, and more sensitive than yours. In other words, having a large chest is considered a mark of being a superior woman."
"Oh, is that how it is?"
"Generally speaking, yes. So, by that logic, Riel feels inferior as a woman and is frustrated by it."
"I see. But it's not like you can't produce milk for a baby just because your chest is small, right?"
"......Well, that's a separate issue entirely."
"Then I don't feel that way about the difference in body types. I'm sure the person who loves me will accept and love all of me. If that person loves me including my body shape, then I don't feel the need to force myself to change it."
See? There it is. Radiant innocence.
"I get it! I get it now!"
"Wait, what do you get!?" Eris asks while returning a volley.
"The only reason you can be so relaxed, Tori, is because your chest is still bigger than mine!"
"Eeeeh!?"
It wasn't Eris, but Tori who looked panicked this time.
"Well, I can't say I don't understand the feeling~," Milly replies with a wry smile, making no move to stop us. It seems those two actually empathize with me.
"Um, Riel? Did I do something wrong?" Tori looks anxious. Ah, I'll have to apologize to her later.
"Openning!"
"Wha—!?"
Thwack.
The ball hits Eris right in the chest with a soft sound and rolls onto the floor.
"Riel, I understand what you want to say. I was often envied back in the Elven village too. But having a large chest isn't all good, you know? It draws the leering eyes of men, you have to be careful choosing armor, and it gives you stiff shoulders."
"Shut uuuuup!! I don't want to hear those luxury problems!!"
I smash the ball with every ounce of my resentment!
"Kya!?"
Eris can't react in time, and the ball makes a direct hit on her breast.
BOING.
"..."
"That makes us even."
The ball rolls back to my feet.
You damn ball... you didn't make a sound like that when you hit me...
"Um, Riel? Aren't we going to continue?"
"Waaaaah!!"
I turned and bolted out of the game room.
"Riel!?"
"...Well, Eris was at fault just now."
"...Yeah. That was the finishing blow."
"Um, what did I do wrong?"
I could hear their voices trailing off behind me. Stupid boobs! Stupid, stupid boobs! For now, I'll go to my room to cool my head.
* * *
"Hmm? Was that Riel just now?"
"...It seems so."
"Riel-onee-chan, it's dangerous to run in the hallways!"
"Nii-sama, more importantly, we have to make the Caesar salad Eris-neesan wanted today."
"Ah, right. Let's work hard on the cooking today too."
" "Okay!" "
For your reference
Rurua > Labyris > Milly > Eris > Ratz > Seraria > Kaya > Tori > Elju > Riel > Aslin = Filia
