Without a doubt, they were family.
Besides...
"...It feels like they've gotten bigger again."
Pellervy squeezed her breasts. From a few months ago until now, the two lumps on her chest had kept growing.
Her old clothes were already becoming too tight to wear.
"Would Liu Bai like this sort of thing...? He probably would, right? He seemed to get along quite well with Kafka and the others."
But Pellervy worried that she would keep developing without end.
If she only grew to Kafka's size, that would still be fine. But if they kept getting bigger... like Aponia, whom she had chatted with aboard the ship before.
At that size, she would practically be cut off from hand-to-hand combat, wouldn't she?
And yet, she happened to specialize in close combat.
Snap!
"...Damn it."
A rope always snapped at its thinnest point, and bras were no exception.
Slightly annoyed, Pellervy summoned flames in her palm and burned the bra to ashes.
"Even if I go to the transfiguration machine to have one custom-made, I'll at least need one as a sample..."
Pellervy lowered her head and looked at herself. They had not sagged; her rigorously trained body had unexpectedly proven useful at a time like this.
Even without anything supporting them, they remained soft yet perky.
"Forget it. I'll buy one tomorrow. Since things are already like this... I might as well see what the gift is."
There was no point in continuing to worry.
Even if it was some elaborately packaged doll, she was ready... ready to burn it all to ashes in one go.
—Why should she let Liu Bai give her a multiple-choice question?
She just did not want to be his daughter. Was there a problem with that?
Pellervy wrapped herself in a bathrobe and returned to