I Wanted to Squeeze a Magical Girl’s Boobs So Bad I Turned Into a Monster - Chapter 02: My Junior’s a Magical Girl

Chapter 02: My Junior’s a Magical Girl

Lunch break rolled around.

While the other students either rushed to the cafeteria or stayed behind in the classroom, I grabbed a convenience store bun and made my way to the rooftop.

Most people who turned into monsters lost their minds—only snapping out of it when a magical girl took them down.

But me, Shidaki Momisugi? I was different.

As a Unique monster, I could still keep living a normal high school life.

And if that wasn’t proof enough, I don’t know what is.

Still, it wasn’t like I had complete control.

A year into this monster gig, my urges kept getting worse.

Lately, just being around girls would send my imagination into overdrive—magical girl outfits hugging their curves just right, bouncing around in all the right ways…

“Ugh… it’s not like I’m trying to avoid people…”

The truth is, I’d been a boob man long before I turned into a monster.

But I was never the type to flaunt it.

Deep down, I always wanted to keep those thoughts to myself.

Right now, I was managing the urges by transforming every so often and blowing off steam by squeezing Ruby’s boobs.

It wasn’t ideal, and honestly?

I felt kinda crappy about using her like that.

“…Maybe I should just let her beat me and end it.”

Unlike regular monsters, Unique ones like me didn’t just revert to human when defeated—we straight-up vanished.

Something about our monster traits being too tightly bound to our souls or whatever.

I didn’t fully get it, but that was the general idea.

While I munched on my bun, lost in that depressing train of thought, the rooftop door creaked open.

I didn’t bother looking—just kept eating—until a petite girl plopped down beside me.

“What’s up, Senpai? You look super gloomy.”

“Oh, hey, Akasaki. Nah, it’s nothing.”

Yuka Akasaki. A first-year with a cute little bob cut.

Ever since she started school, she’d been coming to the rooftop almost every day.

Problem was, her being around made it way harder to keep my monster instincts in check.

“Just a bun again? Want some of my lunch, Senpai?”

“Uh… sure. Thanks.”

Here’s the kicker:

Yuka Akasaki was Magical Girl Ruby.

I knew it the first time she showed up here.

Talk about awkward.

She had no idea I was the monster who kept groping her, and every time I saw her, the guilt came flooding back—along with some, uh, other feelings.

Half-dazed, I took a bite of the tamagoyaki she offered.

“Here, say ‘ahh’!”

“…Tastes good.”

“Hehe, today’s batch is my best yet!”

Yuka always brought her own lunches, and whenever she showed up, she insisted on sharing them with me.

Her food was honestly amazing.

But every time I ate it, I felt like I didn’t deserve it.

I mean, really—of all people, I was the last one who should be getting her homemade meals.

Still, whenever I complimented her cooking, her smug little grin was so cute that I just… couldn’t say no.

Sigh… I really wanna squeeze some boobs—wait, no! What was I even thinking about again!?

“Senpai? You’re spacing out more than usual. Something bothering you?”

“Uh… yeah, something like that.”

“You can talk to me, you know? I’ll listen.”

Sometimes my brain just short-circuited and swapped all logical thought with boob-squeezing urges, and Yuka would just assume I was “out of it.”

Her offer was sweet… but there was no way I could tell her the real reason I looked like a zombie.

All I could do was dodge the question.

Yuka was a great girl.

If I had a normal problem, I’d totally talk to her about it.

But if she ever found out I was that monster?

She’d hate me. I was sure of it.

And yeah… I didn’t want that.

Not after everything I’d already done.

I knew it was selfish, but I couldn’t stand the thought of her hating me.

“Oh, by the way, Akasaki, your boo—I mean, oops! I meant to say, you’ve been really busy lately… You okay?”

“Yeah, things are a little hectic, but it should calm down soon.”

Yuka often dipped out of school early, always saying she had “stuff to do.”

Obviously, that “stuff” was her magical girl work.

But lately, she’d been disappearing even more often.

And no, it wasn’t because of me.

If anything, I’d been holding back lately.

“Well, if anything’s bothering you, just say so, okay? I’ll help if I can.”

“Thanks, Senpai! You’re so sweet.”

“Nah… not really.”

Sweet?

Yeah, right.

I was probably one of the biggest reasons she was so stressed in the first place.

Sigh… that smile of hers is blinding.

And yeah, I still really wanna squeeze her boobs.