A youth who received divine punishment by oppai. The dog who dug oppai. Hearing the Oppai-stories from a long time ago, I learnt about the World. I asked Occhan who was getting ready to go home after finishing the show. “Did Occhan also grope oppai?”
Occhan answered me with a smile. “Yes, I have groped them. A lot of them. Boy. Oppai isn’t something you only grope. You can suck it.”
“……Eh? But that would make you like a baby?”
Me back then, thought that oppai was only for groping. But I was wrong. “A boy won’t understand yet because you are still a child. You will understand when you get older. The urge to suck it. An adult man still lives everyday life to fight against that urge.”
That time I didn’t know what Occhan was saying. But I just understood that what Occhan was saying was something cool. “Listen boy. You suck it like this.”
Occhan starts sucking the oppai-pudding from the tip of it. The pudding disappeared into Occhan’s mouth instantly. “A…amazing!”
My heart as a young boy was aroused seeing it. “Here. I will give you a couple of these oppai-puddings. Practice at home.”
Occhan says it as if teaching his successor. I took the oppai-pudding home and practiced sucking it very hard while hiding from my parents. But I couldn’t suck it like Occhan. I started to realise how great Occhan is every time I fail at it. On a certain hot day in summer. I was pedalling my bicycle to the usual park with excitement. Today is the day for the new story! Occhan wrote a new story about oppai! What kind of story will it be? A fun story? A sad story? Is the oppai this time big? Or is it small? I couldn’t help myself from being excited. The thing that appeared in my sight after arriving at the park was……
“Hurry, we are going. Geez. Showing things like this to the children from noon.”
It was Occhan who was being taken away by a policeman. It can’t be! Why is Occhan…..? He didn’t do anything bad! To me who was a kid, Occhan was everything. I went to the side of Occhan who was being taken away. “Occhan! Occhan! Why! Why!”
I got caught by another policeman and I couldn’t save Occhan. “No! You can’t go near him! He is a bad person who showed something he is not supposed to you kids!”
“Occhan isn’t bad! Occhan taught me about Oppai! Occhan! Occhan! Oppai! Oppai!”
I screamed while crying. I was taught many things by Occhan. He isn’t evil. He was just a perv. Occhan smiled at me and said it quietly. “Boy. One day grope oppai. Then suck it.”
That was Occhan’s last word. “Oy, what are you telling to a kid!? Hurry, we are going!”
“Occhan! Occhan! The new story!? What about the new story! ?”
Occhan was taken away by the power of the state. I could only glare at the policeman taking Occhan away. I couldn’t hear the new story. What kind of story was it? I just became frustrated thinking about it. Give my Occhan back to me! Give my oppai back to me! My….. At the park where the cicadas were crying at summer. I……. I lost something precious. “….So that’s how it is.”
My past. I think it was violent. I lost my important Occhan. Me, who was feeling down, looks across at everyone. Everyone had an astonished face. Absurd…… I became shocked at everyone’s reaction. No matter how you think about it, it’s a story that would make you weep like crazy! Asia was the only one who didn’t seem like she understood and had a face full of questions……..
“Ara ara. So Ise-kun’s urge to have sex came from there.”
Akeno-san is smiling calmly. “Yes. I was troubled on how to react. More like, that person was taken away because he was a hentai.”
Kiba makes a bitter smile. No! Occhan isn’t a hentai! He’s a God! “…..I really can’t understand Japanese people.”
Xenovia shrugs her shoulders and got up from the chair. “No, Xenovia. That is being rude to other Japanese people. Originally Japanese aren’t worthless people like this……”
Kiba tries to support me. But am I worthless!? “………Man who talks about indecent things to a child…… A real hentai. The worst story ever.”
Koneko-chan who has her eyes half opened gets up from her seat. “What is it with that reaction!? The current me exists thanks to Occhan!”
I say it with narrowed eyes. Buchou puts my head onto her breast and hugs my head while calming me down. “I know, Ise. The one who shaped you into “you” was that man. But I think it would have been okay if you had included it with the story of a gentleman.”
“But I can’t imagine Ise-kun who isn’t ecchi. It’s Ise-kun only if he looks at woman with lecherous eyes.”
“Yes, you are right Akeno. Ise who isn’t interested in woman’s breast isn’t Ise. When I see Ise looking at my breasts it makes me think that “This boy is also healthy today” and I can feel relieved.”
Buchou and Akeno-san seem like they are talking about me. Are my eyes that lecherous!? I certainly am enjoying myself to the fullest by staring at Buchou and Akeno-san’s breasts! “…….Senpai who isn’t Do-sukebe……….”
Koneko-chan tilts her neck while putting on a serious expression. Eh!? Me who isn’t lecherous is that hard to imagine!? Wait! Even I can’t imagine it! It’s Occhan’s will that I’m enjoying the sensation of Buchou’s breasts with my face like this! Shit! Buchou’s breasts are the best! It's now evening. On the way home after club activity. Buchou and Asia are walking to the side of me. Since we live in the same house, we go home together. It seems like today is the worst day. I talked about my past but no one had sympathy towards me. Fine then! The memory of Occhan is mine only! “……Buchou-san. Ise-san seems to be in a bad mood.”
“Asia. At times like this it is the best to leave him alone.”
Both of them seem like they are saying something, but who cares. What should I do with the feeling I have right now after I got my memory laughed at? I was walking down the road with a complicated feeling. Then I heard “that” nostalgic sound. RING RING. ……! Then I looked at the direction where the sound came from. I knew that my eyes were fully opened because I got shocked. 10 years…… Yes 10 years. RING RING. That was the bell of the start of the story. I saw a familiar man preparing for the show at the park I passed by. “……!”
When I realised it, I was walking towards the direction of that man. It’s definitely him. That face. He looks much older but I’m not mistaking it! “Is it you Occhan……. ?”
I asked the middle aged man timidly. The man noticed me. He looks into my face for a while and then smiles at me. “You are….. I see. I realised who you are right away. You have got big, boy.”
Ah…… He is…… He truly is.........! “Occhan, you were alive! ?”
It’s an emotional reunion! Occhan! I haven’t seen him since that day! I mean he actually remembered me when I have become this big! There were tears coming from my eyes because I’m so happy! Occhan you have got more wrinkles…..
“Yeah, thanks to you. How many years has it been? About 10 years? Hahaha. Boy, you have got big. Did you grope oppai?”
…..! I might have been waiting to get asked this question for 10 years.