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"...Come here."
Amamiya looked at the elementary school girl.
The girl with the breast curse suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly looked at Umi beside her, asking for help.
"Amamiya-kun!"
Umi pinched her waist with her right hand and puffed up her cheeks.
"I feel discriminated against." Amamiya picked up the barcode scanner on the cash register and handed it to Chika, "Scan Kujo-san."
"Eh?" Chika was stunned and hadn't reacted yet, "What are you scanning?"
Hayasaka understood instantly: "…Is it a barcode?"
Umi reacted immediately: "Are those black vertical lines on Kujo-chan's chest a barcode?"
"Just scan it and you'll know."
Kaguya pursed her pink lips and looked at the junior high school girl.
"Kujo-chan, come here, let's scan it." Chika took the barcode scanner and turned around and said, "Amamiya-kun, don't peek."
"I, I understand."
The junior high school girl nodded timidly, covered her chest with her hands and walked to Chika, then blushed and took her arm away.
"So big."
Umi was amazed again.
"That..." The girl with glasses who was a passerby said with envy, "It may not be a curse, it could be a blessing from the gods, right?"
"It must be a curse." Chika retorted, "It must be super inconvenient to be that big."
The silver-haired loli raised her little face and poked it lightly with her finger.
"boink--"
The middle school girl cried out in an embarrassed voice: "Please, please don't touch there."
Kaguya folded her arms across her chest, her eyes fixed on the junior high school girl's chest, and she bit her teeth secretly.
hateful.
A junior high school student's breast is so big. How much fat and energy is stored in it?
If she challenge the Snowstorm Villa with it, she can probably last for half a month without eating or drinking!
By the way, the curse that makes breasts bigger...is it possible to create one myself?
Kaguya quietly lowered her head and moved her eyes downward.
After the Golden Week, as the weather is getting hotter, I will have swimming lessons next week. I didn't think much of it before, but now I don't want to wear a swimsuit at all!
A moment later.
With a 'beep' sound, the scanned data successfully appeared on the computer screen.
"The code was scanned successfully!" Umi called out softly, "Amamiya-kun, come here quickly."
Amamiya turned around and walked over to look at the lit computer screen: "As expected."
"It actually worked... So, it was actually a product barcode?" Kaguya was quick-witted and quickly analyzed the truth. "The reason we can't get out is actually because we're the 'products' in the mall?"
The barcode was imprinted directly on the skin instead of on paper, so that several girls only felt that it looked familiar but were unable to recognize it at first glance.
Amamiya nodded and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, each of us has a product barcode on us."
"Let me take a look." Umi hooked her fingers around her collar and looked inside, "...Hey, why is there nothing on my chest?"
"My barcode is on my wrist." The passerby player with glasses exclaimed quickly.
Amamiya said:
"It seems that the barcode is not necessarily on the chest. Everyone should look for it somewhere on their body."
Two consecutive examples proved that the product code is indeed on the player, but the location is not fixed.
"The code that's missing might be under our clothes," Umi suggested, placing her hand on her hip. "Should we help each other check?"
"Let's go to the restroom." Chika quickly covered her skirt. "It would be weird to undress here in the hall!"
"…"
The group immediately agreed.
Before heading there, though, they made a quick trip back to the third floor, where Amamiya placed the zombie reindeer onto the train.
"To the restroom."
The group moved directly to the public restroom on the third-floor corner.
The girls headed into the women's restroom to help each other search, leaving Amamiya alone to check in the men's restroom.
A few minutes later, the girls emerged.
"We found everyone's product codes," Chika announced. "Amamiya-kun, did you find yours?"
"No, I couldn't find it."
Amamiya shook his head. He'd checked thoroughly but saw no sign of a product code.
"Let us help; sometimes codes are hidden in hard-to-see places." Chika adjusted her dark bow and lifted her bangs to show her forehead. "Mine was here—on my forehead. It took forever to find until Hanamori-chan noticed it. Kaguya's code is on the back of her neck, and Umi's is on her waist. All much easier to spot than mine."
"Come on, your code was practically out in the open," Amamiya pointed out. "One simple hairstyle change and anyone could see it right away."
"But this is the hairstyle I've had since I was a kid!"
"…"
"Amamiya-kun, take off your shirt," Umi said, hands on her hips. "We need to check if it's on your back."
"Alright."
Amamiya took off his shirt.
With no threat of monsters around, the girls used their phone flashlights to help search. Under the light, his lean, defined abs were clearly visible—muscular without being overly bulky, striking a natural aesthetic.
"Whoa," Umi blinked in surprise, "When did you get so fit, Amamiya-kun?"
"Has Umi-chan seen this before?" Chika asked, curious.
Unlikely, since Amamiya always put on clothes after his showers. How would Umi have seen his physique?
"Don't misunderstand!" Umi blushed as the girls looked at her. "Amamiya and I were in the same middle school and had swimming lessons together. It's only natural we saw each other in swimsuits, right?"
"Actually, I have to thank Miko for this."
Amamiya looked down, thinking of his childhood friend. His abs hadn't been this noticeable back then. In fact, simple sit-ups couldn't achieve this effect. But over time, while training, he'd unknowingly pushed his body to its natural limit, giving him well-defined muscles.
"Ahem." Umi cleared her throat, fist to her mouth. "Let's help check it out properly."
The girls approached to examine him, front and back.
"Amamiya-kun, don't move."
"I'm not moving."
"Raise your arms—straight out to the sides."
"…"
The girls, emboldened by each other's presence, inspected him thoroughly. Amidst the checking, someone sneakily gave him a playful pinch.
"Nothing on his forehead."
"Nothing on his back."
"No signs under his arms, either."
"…"
After the inspection, no one found a product barcode.
"How strange…" Chika said, resting her chin in her hand. "Where could his code be?"
"Maybe it's on his leg?" Umi's eyes lit up. "If it's not on top, it must be lower."
"Amamiya-kun, take off your pants!"