Chapter 68: The Weight of the Secret

The wooden floorboards creaked rhythmically as Yun Xi walked back toward the bed. She carried a stack of heavy, leather-bound tomes in her arms, hugging them against her chest.

Because her arms were short and her chest was magnificent, she couldn't hold the books normally. She had to rest the stack on top of her breasts.

Kai watched, mesmerized, as the heavy books bobbed up and down on the natural shelf of her cleavage. Her loose beige tunic strained with the effort, the fabric pulling tight against the underside of her massive mounds, outlining their round, heavy shape perfectly.

"Here..." Yun Xi breathed, a little out of breath from the short walk.

She reached the bed and leaned over to place the books on the mattress. As she bent forward, gravity took over. Her breasts swung away from her body, hanging like two heavy, fruit-filled sacks, threatening to spill out of her wide collar.

Thud.

She dropped the books.

She smiled up at him, her face flushed pink, pushing her glasses up her nose.

"I... I brought a selection," she stammered, gesturing nervously at the pile. "To be honest, I am confused about what to read. There are so many... but maybe we can read some books about magic? I love them. The theory of mana flow is so... romantic."

Kai looked at her eager face, then down at the way her tunic was still settling over her curves.

"Magic and all that?" Kai hummed, shifting on the bed so he was facing her. "I love magic too. Especially the kind that makes things... grow."

Yun Xi didn't catch the double entendre. Her eyes widened behind her lenses, sparkling with genuine excitement.

"Really?" she gasped, clasping her hands together. "Oh, that makes me so happy!"

She sat down beside him.

Creak.

The small bed groaned in protest. She sat close—so close that her soft, thick thigh pressed firmly against his leg. The heat radiating from her body was intense, smelling of vanilla and nervous sweat.

"Tell me, Kai," she whispered, leaning in. "Which book should we read? Anything you like, we will read. I want you to choose."

Kai reached out. His hand brushed against her arm as he sifted through the pile. He picked up a book with a dark, velvet cover.

[The Fall of the Shadow Prince]

"This one looks good," Kai said, tapping the cover. It was a story about an anti-hero—fitting. "Have you already read it, Yun Xi?"

"Yes, Kai," she nodded enthusiastically, her heavy breasts bouncing with the motion. "All the books here are already read by me. Twice. Or three times."

Kai raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He tossed the book back onto the pile.

"Well," Kai drawled, leaning back on his hands and looking at her. "You said we are going to study. But if you've already read them all... isn't this just a waste of time?"

He tilted his head. "Or maybe... studying wasn't the real reason you invited a man to your bedroom?"

Yun Xi froze. The realization that he had seen through her clumsy excuse hit her like a physical blow.

"I... I..."

She looked down at her hands, twisting the hem of her tunic. Her ears burned a bright, vivid crimson.

"I am sorry, Kai," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "If you wanted to study... I also forgot about that. But... now that you are with me... I just want to spend some time with you. Just us."

"Why are you so shy, Yun Xi?" Kai asked softly, reaching out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear. His fingers grazed her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. "You act like you're afraid I'll run away."

Yun Xi looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears of insecurity.

"Me? Kai..."

She took a shaky breath. She looked down at her own body—at the sheer, overwhelming volume of flesh that she carried.

"Because of my body," she confessed, her voice thick with shame. "You already know that... everyone at the Academy laughs. They call me a cow. They say I'm too fat."

Slowly, hesitantly, she raised her hand. She cupped her own left breast.

Her hand looked tiny against the massive sphere of flesh. She squeezed it.

Squish.

The fabric of her tunic tightened as her fingers sank deep into the softness. The breast deformed under her grip, looking incredibly plush, heavy, and pliable.

"These are very big for a girl like me," she whispered, a tear slipping down her cheek. "They are clumsy. They get in the way. I think that no one will like me because... I am just too much."

Kai watched her hand kneading her own breast. The sight sent a bolt of lightning straight to his groin.

"Well," Kai said, his voice dropping to a low, rough growl. "They are blind."

He reached out. He covered her hand with his own. He squeezed her breast with her.

"They are blind if they don't like a hot girl like you."

Yun Xi’s breath hitched. She stopped squeezing. Her eyes flew to his face.

"W-What did you say?" she stammered, her heart hammering against her ribs. "H... Hot girl?"

"Yes," Kai said firmly, staring deep into her eyes. "Did I say something wrong?"

He leaned closer, his face inches from hers.

"You are hot, Yun Xi. You are soft, you are curvy, and you are beautiful. It's just... you are not that confident about yourself."

He looked down at her chest, his gaze devouring the cleavage.

"But trust me. Any man with a brain would kill to be suffocated by these."

Yun Xi’s face turned a shade of red that defied physics. She looked down, unable to process the compliment. No one had ever called her hot. Cute, maybe. Fat, usually. But hot?

"You know what, Kai," she whispered, trembling. "No one made me feel so comfortable. You are the first one to... to see me."

Kai smiled, a gentle, disarming smile. But then, his Intelligence 11 caught something in his peripheral vision.

Tucked away in the far corner of the room, half-hidden behind a stack of scrolls on a lower shelf, was a different kind of book.

It wasn't a leather-bound tome. It was a simple, hand-stitched notebook with a plain paper cover. No title. No color.

But unlike the dusty textbooks, this one looked well-worn. The edges were frayed from constant handling.

Kai’s curiosity spiked.

"What's that?"

He got up from the bed.

Yun Xi looked up, confused, still reeling from the compliment. "Kai? What happened?"

Kai walked across the small room in two strides. He reached for the shelf.

"That book," Kai said, pointing. "It looks different. Is it a diary?"

Yun Xi followed his finger.

Her eyes went wide. All the blood drained from her face, only to rush back in a panic-induced flush.

"Kai, no!" she shrieked, scrambling off the bed. "Not that book!"

But she was too slow.

Kai’s hand closed around the plain notebook. He pulled it from its hiding place.

"Why?" Kai asked, holding it up, sensing the frantic energy radiating from her. "What are you hiding in here, Yun Xi?"

"Don't open it!" Yun Xi cried out, lunging for him, her heavy breasts swinging wildly. "Please! Anything but that!"