Miyuki (finally) meets Suzuko!
“Well, those two are obviously the biggest hits,” Miyuki said vacantly, her mind obviously somewhere else. Her eyes focused again, and she grinned fiercely. “But I’m gonna pass both of them! I’ve got a bit of a limited time to do so…But I will, just you watch!” She pumped her fist against her chest, as though assuring herself that she could definitely do it. The tone in her voice was completely certain, however - in Miyuki’s mind, nothing but the top was enough for her.Miyuki blinked and looked back at Suzuko, who had stopped talking all of a sudden and seemed to be observing her. “W-what’s wrong?” she asked, completely aware of her own flat chest that had been on the tail end of many jokes over the years. It clearly wasn’t what Suzuko was observing, but Miyuki tended to be oversensitive about her chest.
“Hm?” Suzuko said, coming out of her own trance. The mention of making a mark within 00’s history was enough to get the girl lost in thoughts about previous understudies with a similar drive. She quickly caught on upon noticing Miyuki’s defensive posture.
“Are you sensitive about your…sizes, Miyuki-san?” She prompted, tilting her head a little. For all her maturity Suzuko could be rather…blunt.
“There’s nothing wrong with your sizes. Every body size has it’s own appeal…I think so at least…Ah well Makoto-san might disagree but…” She trailed off and looked back to the older understudy to see her reaction.
Miyuki blushed and nodded. “I…I know that every body has its own appeal, but I was always made fun of because of my height and chest size.” She softened her posture, and laughed nervously. “Guess old habits die hard.”
She sighed and looked down at her legs, which were probably the most appealing thing about her in her own opinion. Thanks to her height, her legs seemed to stretch for miles, and because of her constant exercise they were perfectly proportioned as well.
However, the talk about her sizes also brought up another point of trauma for her…
‘Red haired witch, red haired witch…’
'What’s with those bright green eyes and the red hair?’
'Don’t go near her, she’ll curse you!’
'Hey Miyuki, bring your broomstick today?’
'Hey, hey. What about that blonde streak of hers?’
'Is that supposed to be fashionable or something?’
'Witch, witch, witch…’
She shuddered, and unconsciously touched her hair. It was something that confused even her - no matter how much she had tried to dye it, it had always gone straight back to her natural red after a few days, with the strange blonde streak in front. She had eventually accepted that it wasn’t going to change, but…
The way that Suzuko was observing her in an almost critical way, it somehow brought up old memories of others looking at her in a not-so-nice way.
She snapped back to the present world, and shook her head. “No, no…I’m not worried about my body shape. I’m kinda proud of it, actually,” she added thoughtfully as an afterthought. “I’ve always tried to model my body shape after the original Mariko…Though I think I’ve gone a bit overboard in the height department.”
(Source: jurinathesecond)
