Cinderella is... the Male Lead? - Chapter 34
‘How can she have a full backside but no upper body? Unless it’s sagging…’
Could Cinderella be completely flat? Rona recalled Cinderella’s firm refusal to join her in water play at the lakeside. The expression on ‘her’ face when she showed off her chest was unusual—it might have touched on a complex.
‘Is that why she avoided me for a few days?’
Whether ‘her’ chest was small or sagging, one of the two was certain. God doesn’t give everything to everyone. Just as Rona was thinking the world was fair, the bed rocked as Cinderella turned over.
Rona’s green eyes, adjusted to the dark, met Cinderella’s blue eyes staring at her. Rona’s shoulders instinctively shrank at the blue glow shining in the darkness.
‘She must have felt terrible. It makes sense, given I clumsily groped the place she’s the most insecure about… Maybe I got too familiar. I can’t forget the novel’s progression. If I upset her, she could switch to the revenge route anytime, so I need to be cautious.’
Before avoiding the grim fate route, it was impolite to grope another woman’s chest, even if they were both women. So, she needed to apologize. Rona hastily apologized, her cheeks reddened, though it wasn’t visible in the dark.
“Oh, sorry, I… that is.”
“Why did you grope me like that?”
Cinderella’s blunt question made Rona’s heart shrink. The excitement in Cinderella’s lowered voice sounded like angry tension to Rona’s frightened ears. Flustered, she blurted out whatever came to mind.
“Well, you see, Cinderella, your chest is a bit small. Ack— no, I didn’t mean…”
“Hmm, is that so? I suppose it’s because I haven’t eaten well…”
Covering her mouth to stop herself, Rona inhaled sharply at Cinderella’s nonchalant reply. ‘She’ didn’t seem offended. To immediately agree that ‘her’ chest was small… Did that mean it wasn’t sagging? Perhaps this was a small consolation.
“You know, you can enlarge your chest with massages. Don’t worry too much.”
Not knowing what she was saying, Rona tried to comfort Cinderella. It was a basic instinct to get through the crisis.
“Massages? How do you do that?”
“Well? I’ll explain it in detail during the day.”
She hadn’t expected Cinderella to ask how to do it. Even though they were both women, it felt awkward to discuss brxxst massages while lying in bed. As they talked about brxxsts, her fear of the hallucination disappeared.
Just as Rona was about to lie back and look at the ceiling, Cinderella whispered softly.
“Show me now. It’s too embarrassing to talk about in broad daylight.”
“Next time…”
“When? I want to know right now.”
“Right now?”
Cinderella’s persistent demand made Rona frown. It was an embarrassing thing to do in bed, but Cinderella seemed unbothered. Given Cinderella’s persistence, Rona couldn’t refuse.
She needed to maintain a close relationship with Cinderella to survive and enjoy life in the novel.
‘Well, it’s understandable. With a size like that…’
While Rona hesitated, Cinderella’s blue eyes shone brightly, almost burdensome. It was the first time Rona saw Cinderella ask for something so desperately.
‘Right, Cinderella readily agreed to my request to sleep together. It’s no big deal, so there’s no reason to refuse.’
It was a simple request. Feeling slightly uncomfortable was just a mood. Rona reached out and turned on the bedroom light, making the bed glow softly. Cinderella, lying on ‘her’ side, stared intently at Rona.
“Okay, let me show you briefly. It’s nothing special.”
“Yes, Sister.”
Rona scratched her cheek awkwardly and reached out to Cinderella. Her long fingers touched just below the collarbone. Unable to meet Cinderella’s sparkling blue eyes, she focused on massaging as close to the collarbone as possible.
Feeling the firmness beneath her fingertips, Rona’s temples started to sweat. There was not a single hint of softness, only a firmness so solid that it made Rona’s temples sweat.
Okay. Now she understood why Cinderella was desperate to learn how to do brxxst massages.
‘Usually, even a small chest feels bigger when lying on the side, but this is almost like having none at all.’
Rona tried hard to keep a neutral expression. Her hand stayed around the collarbone, afraid that moving lower and finding nothing would make her utter consoling words, creating an awkward atmosphere. As a fellow woman, she could tell more easily.
Cinderella was undoubtedly an owner of a remarkably flat chest.
‘I must be careful. Watch what I say…’
Rona bit her lip to avoid saying anything inappropriate. She had already made one slip—another could upset Cinderella.
Finally, her fingers, which had been moving like a cat kneading, reluctantly left the area. She had thoroughly covered the collarbone area.
Exhausted, Rona removed her hand and opened her mouth.
“Like this, you massage it like this.”
“Ah.”
Cinderella slowly blinked and looked down at ‘her’ chest. Swallowing the words ‘this level can’t be fixed with massage’, Rona instead shared a piece of folklore she had heard somewhere.
“Ahem, it’s a bit of a naughty story, but they say brxxsts definitely grow if a man touches them. So once you get married, they’ll be much…”
“Really?”
“Yes… Ack! Cinderella, what—!”
When Cinderella had asked to confirm the folklore, Rona nodded absentmindedly, but then…
Her eyes went completely wide.
Cinderella had abruptly grabbed her chest.
