Of course, Towa had also looked fantastic in a bunny girl outfit. That fact will never change. But here, I’d like to raise a question. Small boobs or big boobs – which do you think would look best in a bunny girl outfit? Most people would probably say big boobs. And this may be the logical answer, especially when you consider the nature of the costume itself and where it normally would be worn.
However. However! I think small boobs in bunny girl outfits possess their own special charm.
To begin with, bunny girl outfits leave a lot of the body exposed, and also emphasize figures. Normally, when people think of bikinis, or any other kind of swimsuit, they usually agree that big boobs look better in them. (The logical next step here would be to discuss the wonders of school swimsuits, or small boobs in bikinis, but since I don’t want us to go off track, we’ll skip that part.)
The fact that big boobs look good in bunny girl outfits is a given, which is why purposefully making a girl with small boobs wear such a costume is wonderful and amazing in its own way. With a bunny girl costume, the girl’s thin, petite body becomes visible for all to see. Naturally, this will embarrass the wearer – especially if they already believe that bunny girl outfits should only be worn by women with big boobs. That’s why it’s so powerful. ‘Shame’ is the best weapon to use against small boobs. I think that small boobs possess other charms apart from this, but shame is truly a magnificent thing, especially combined with the humiliation of being forced to wear such a costume.
I looked Yukihime in the face. I never knew a person’s face could get so red. Her mouth was clamped shut, her eyes were spinning, and small tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes. At that moment, I felt like I had uncovered a whole new truth. Yes... Big boobs in bunny girl outfits and small boobs in bunny girl outfits are both the best.
I gave a thumbs-up to my little sister, who had been key in unlocking this truth, and she returned the gesture.
“...Hey! Siblings! What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Why do you sound so scared?”
“Ahem... I thought I told you not to look at me. Actually, didn’t I tell you not to come inside in the first place?”
“It looks good on you.”
I thought I heard a loud thump. Then, though I didn’t think it possible, Yukihime’s face got even redder.
“See? What did I tell you, Yukihime? Big brother likes this kind of stuff!”
“...” Yukihime flicked her head to the side and sat down in the corner of the room. Her bunny ears drooped down with her.
“Aww, you made her pout...”
“Don’t fret, little sister. Just act normal,” I said, as I used my phone to snap a picture of Yukihime.
“...Don’t take pictures of me.”
“Please look this way!”
“No.”
“But it looks good on you.”
“...Really?”
“Totally!”
“I think this sort of outfit would look better on Towa.”
“Not necessarily.”
“If only my body was more like hers...”
“Your body has its own appeal.”
“...R-Really?”
“Really. Now, just look this way...”
“Stop taking pictures of me!” Yukihime chopped me right in the head.
“Oww...”
“Big brother... How could you keep doing that when she was clearly telling you to stop? You’re the worst.”
“Stopping now.”
Prompted by my little sister, I reluctantly brought Yukihime’s photo shoot to an end.
After the bunny girl fiasco, we ate dinner and took turns in the bath. All we had left to do now was go to sleep. I was feeling a little thirsty, so I headed for the kitchen, where the fridge was. There, I found Yukihime pouring hot water into a mug.
“Coffee?”
“That’s right.”
“Gonna drown it in milk and sugar as usual?”
“Shut up. What do you care what I put in my coffee?”
“Where’s Towa?”
“Already asleep.”
“She always goes to bed so early. A well-slept child is a well-grown child, I guess.”
“Just shut your mouth already... Is that all you ever think about?”
“But I haven’t even said anything yet.” I guess I had racked up enough bad karma that it didn’t really matter, though.
“Are you staying up? Gonna study?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Such a hard worker. An inspiration to us all!”
“Are you going to sleep, Kokuya?”
“Yeah.”
“...Pfft.” Yukihime gave me a belittling smirk.
“What?”
“Did you manage to finish tomorrow’s homework?”
“...Could you pour me some coffee, too? And tell me the answers to these questions...”
“Hm? I didn’t hear you say ‘Please, Headmistress Yukihime, the most beautiful woman in the world?’”
“Please, Headmistress Yukihime, the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“...You’re so quick to abandon your pride when you’re in a pinch.”
“Some things are more important than pride.” Like homework.
“You’re pathetic... Fine, let’s just get this over with.”
Yukihime and I opened the textbook on the table. Even though it was annoying how she always made fun of me and acted like she knew everything, Yukihime was a great teacher. She really knew how to teach people things. She still annoyed me, though.
“You don’t even understand this?” I must have heard that line about five times before we got to the end. “Where did you and Towa go today?”
“Why are you suddenly interested in that?”
“She made me wear that weird costume, so I got curious.”
“I need to explain the details of my date with my little sister to you now?”
“Your date? Please...”
“What else would you call it when two members of the opposite sex who love each other go somewhere together?”
“...A guy with a sister complex.”
“What’s wrong with a big brother loving his little sister?”
“There are limits to how far it can go... Understand?”
“Love is limitless.”
“...You’re such a pain.”
“I know you are, but what am I?”
Yukihime gritted her teeth and glared. I smiled back and let it wash over me.
Yukihime let out a sigh. “Fine, whatever... Seemed like Towa had fun, though.”
“Yeah.”
“...It’s already been nine whole years.”
I didn’t need to ask what she meant. It had been nine years since Towa and I first met Yukihime – which reminded me, I had just been talking to Towa about the same thing.
“Towa’s really changed,” Yukihime said.
It was true. She hadn’t always been this cheerful. Well, she had been up to a certain incident, but after that, she had stopped smiling altogether.
“I’m, uh, grateful, you know.”
“My, you’re unusually earnest tonight. If only you acted this way all the time, you’d make the perfect servant.”
“I’m always earnest when it comes to my little sister.”
“...You’ve changed a bit, too.”
“Me? How?”
“You had a lot more rage when we first met.”
“Oh, well, yeah...”
A lot had happened, and it was all connected to the reason why I had started living together with Towa and Yukihime.
After our parents died when I was six years old, Towa and I were taken in by a friend of our father’s. It turned out that he was a member of the Phanatics, a criminal organization composed of star sorcerers who used their powers for illegal purposes. When he first took us in, we had no idea that we had just fallen into the clutches of a man who belonged to a criminal organization. But during our time with the Phanatics, we had no one else to trust. The man who took us in was always off on missions, and rarely ever came to visit us at the organization’s school.
It’s no wonder I had a lot of rage back then. Without anyone to trust, I was just trying to survive and protect Towa all on my own. She would always stay in our room while I was forced to fight other star sorcerer children. Age didn’t really matter in these battles – power was everything. All anyone cared about was becoming strong enough to serve the organization.
“Thankfully, things... aren’t so bad now.”
“...Yeah.”
Maybe I wasn’t being honest enough. Things weren’t just ‘not bad,’ they were actually good. I hoped these days would continue on forever. I wished that I could just go on teasing Yukihime and getting scolded by Towa until the end of time. Fighting Yukihime and losing over and over... Wait, no, I didn’t want to just keep losing. It was about time I beat her already.
“You don’t care about it anymore?” My heart skipped a beat. She was talking about getting revenge.
Ten years ago, my parents were murdered. I still dreamed about it sometimes. I had vowed to avenge their deaths, and when I was with the organization, that was pretty much all I ever thought about. The same was true for when I first met Yukihime, and I think I’d caused her a lot of trouble.
“...I don’t know. I don’t think about it all the time like I used to, but I doubt I’ll ever be able to completely forget it.”
“...Oh.” Yukihime nodded and smiled gently. Geez, that’s so unlike her. “Well, let’s get back to your homework.”
“...Okay.” Seemingly embarrassed, Yukihime suddenly changed the subject.
I felt just as embarrassed, so I followed suit. The only reason I had this life now was thanks to her, and I felt very grateful.
I wonder when I’ll muster up the courage to say that straight to her face?