"Your grades are perfect again, if you continue like this you will get into the best university."
The little girl stared at her grades, all her grades were perfect, her brown eyes were dreamy, but they looked dull. He then turned to the figure behind her, dark, so invisible, and that was the one she called father.
"Thank you, Dad—"
Her eyes choked, seeing a hope disappear there, the smile of the figure who should have protected her gave something of the opposite smile.
"Fight harder Cestele, give your all, until that time happens, Father will acknowledge you."
The girl always stood alone, always looking out the window, seeing the free world outside. Walking alone, doing everything alone, what is a friend?"
Then the girl looked at the window, the next day she looked at the window again, again and again. And behold, now she became a beautiful girl, then... Still looking out the window with her grace.
Look at her lost smile, look at her glazed pupils, and her faded eyeballs. Looks like a queen, but will everyone think so?
*
Her long brown hair was spread out on the bed beautifully, her pajamas looked thin, adding to the impression of her slender curves. She groaned softly, then her eyelashes curled and her eyelids blinked.
Her eyes were dull, then she stared far away at his window which gave off a golden light in the morning. Her slender legs stepped forward, approaching the window and placing her hands on the frame.
A memory that came back, when she was helpless in front of so many robed people, then looking at her lustfully, like a herd of wild animals.
Her body shook, unable to remember the moment that made something from her stomach rise and vomit what was inside. Every shining gaze, every twitch of the people's facial skin was accompanied by lust.
Her body went limp, at that moment someone she never expected came to care about her. Then smiling without expecting anything, he stretched out his hand.
"... Ray."
A name just crossed her lips, a memory that kept hitting her head. Her heart was restless, a strange feeling hanging as she clearly remembered his name and face.
"Ray?"
A familiar voice was heard from behind her, her exposed back felt something piercing, an uncomfortable feeling. She looked back, when she saw an old woman with a thin and mischievous smile there.
"Dinda, what are you doing here? It turns out you are brave enough to enter my room without knocking."
Cestele folded her arms across her chest, staring at Dinda quite sharply. Dinda chuckled lightly, then raised one hand as a sign of surrender.
Dinda's steps approached Cestele, then they both looked at a view out the window together.
"Miss Cestele, do you have any friends at school?"
Cestele blinked, then her gaze shifted back out the window, her dull eyes saw a row of elite residential houses there.
"Only a few."
Hearing the answer, Dinda covered her mouth looking surprised, then her mischievous smile returned.
"Ohh... So who did you say that was Ray, right? Is he Miss's friend too?"
Cestele tried to look away, then the strange feeling in her chest came back, she turned back to Dinda with an expression that she didn't know what she was doing at that time.
Dinda closed her mouth seeing her master's expression, and a soft smile appeared on her lips.
"Hmmm... It seems like someone has something more than friends."
Cestele widened her eyes, her expression turning stern, one eyebrow raised with clear firmness visible there, she seemed to dislike that sentence.
"I don't like that, don't associate it with romance with me that easily, besides romance is very unstable."
Dinda looked back and raised one eyebrow at her employer, her mischievous smile growing wider there.
"I'm not saying anything about romance, not everything about something more than friendship leads to that right?",
Cestele's eyes widened even wider, this time she bit her lower lip in annoyance, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
"D-Dinda, you're getting more and more annoying."
Dinda pressed her mouth to hold back the laughter that wanted to come out in an impolite tone, and finally it sounded faint. Cestele stared at her sharply, then folded his arms across her chest again.
"Well, say what you want to say."
Dinda pushed her skirt up from two directions, giving a formal style like a maid after the naughty moments she had given.
"Just as usual, I have prepared breakfast for you."
Cestele nodded slightly, her eyes still filled with a little bit of annoyance directed at Dinda.
"Okay, I'll take a shower first."
She turned around, took the towel from Dinda's hand, then her supple hands took off her clothes. Her body was so slim, but still had the body structure of a teenager in general, Dinda's eyes widened in awe when she saw it.
Dinda approached quietly, then she lunged and immediately hugged Cestele's body, Cestele gasped in surprise when Dinda's hands started to explore her.
"You can't be like this, Miss. If men saw you like this they would definitely pounce on you."
Cestele gritted her teeth, her face turned bright red, then she tried to break free.
"Oops, no way Miss, gosh you haven't developed, when will your breasts grow big hm?"
Cestele blushed even more, she pursed her lips in annoyance, and started muttering in an unpleasant tone.
"That... I-it will definitely grow someday... Y-Yes, it will."
Dinda gave a mischievous smile, a feeling that made Cestele even more uncomfortable.
"Hmm... But it's okay Miss, even if your breasts don't grow big, I'm sure Ray will like them."
Cestele blushed even more, then with all her strength she elbowed Dinda's stomach making her scream loudly. The assistant outside the room could only shake his head slowly, for them the relationship between Dinda and Cestele was normal like this, always arguing every morning.
*
Now the girl was walking around the school yard, her feet kept on stepping, trying to reach her class. Her mouth was still grumbling, clearly remembering how mischievous the assistant was in her house.
"Morning Miss Cestele."
She waved at everyone who wished her good morning.
"Morning Miss Cestele, you look very charming today."
This time she waved, seeing the smiles on display, smiles for people who admired her. Her hair fluttered as she smiled faintly, only murmurs of admiration filling the moment.
"Ces-te-le!!"
Her body was hugged from behind, she flattened her face, looked back and witnessed the expression of the man who seemed to be wearing a cat headband.
"Let me go Ray, you naughty cat!"
Ray shook his head quickly, then his eyes widened again like a child needing attention.
"Well... This is the only thing that disappoints me about him, I thought he was much calmer... Turns out he has the same personality as Dinda."
She glanced up and imagined Dinda's characteristic mischievous laughter, making her shake her head quickly.
"So? What's up Ray? Is there something you want to tell me?"
Ray shook his head, then his teeth bared and hugged her tighter.
"No, I'm just worried that something is wrong with you, how are you? Has your wound healed?"
Cestele lifted her arm, and right near the vein there should have been a fairly thin scratch, but it was completely gone, as if the whole thing had never happened.
"I-it's gone?
Ray took Cestele hand, noticing the wound that had previously been there. He parted his lips, and then his hand rose to rub her head.
"Then you're fine. Now let's go to class!!"
Cestele stared at his retreating back, one hand raised to touch her chest, and felt the rapid beating there.
"This sucks... If this keeps happening to me... I have no choice but to stay away from him."
She looked back at Ray, starting to turn his head and giving a confused expression. She started to walk faster, following the figure of the man in front of her, and their steps began to match, walking together.
"By the way Ray, do you prefer big or small breasted girls?"
"Eh?? I prefer the small one."
"O-ohh... I-is that so."