Chapter 455: Urgent Call

No matter how hard she tried, localised fat simply couldn't be built up in a short period of time — unless one resorted to scientific means.

Scientific means don't build it up; they stack it on.

On top of that, using scientific means would no longer be natural, so Kaguya Sigong had never once classified scientific means as one of her options.

After summing it all up, the conclusion she reached was:

"Young Lady Kaguya, please recognise your own shortcomings."

The only response was Hayasaka's cold, level-headed counsel against her own daydreaming.

This conclusion left Kaguya Sigong feeling very uncomfortable.

"Why am I so inferior to that sow whose every bit of nutrition goes straight to her chest?"

Whenever she suffered humiliation, the first person Kaguya Sigong thought of was her good friend Fujiwara Chika.

Unlike her own flatness, that woman Fujiwara was absurdly mature for her age — she simply didn't look like a normal second-year high school student.

Hayasaka Ai racked her brains over the question for a moment, then offered an explanation.

"I think an individual's body condition has a great deal to do with genetics."

"Based on the intelligence I've personally gathered, Young Lady Kaguya's mother, Shimizu Miyatake-sama, isn't exactly an ideal figure herself."

'Not exactly ideal' — that was just putting it nicely, wasn't it… This was also the first time Kaguya Sigong had ever complained about her late mother.

"Fujiwara's mother is flat as a board too, so why have Fujiwara's older sister and younger sister both developed so excessively?"

In response, Hayasaka Ai also voiced the answer she had arrived at through analysis:

"Young Lady Kaguya, genes are contributed by both parents. Miss Fujiwara and her sisters' looks probably come from their mother, while the genes for their figures may well come from their father."

"…"

The conclusion Hayasaka had drawn genuinely left Kaguya Sigong struggling to keep her composure.

Fujiwara's father she had actually met as well — a textbook politician in appearance, a crisp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, yet in bearing he somehow came across as a foolish, devoted dad who looked after Fujiwara very attentively.

Moreover, from Fujiwara's usual grumbling, one could tell that Fujiwara's father was still quite strict with her.

But who would have guessed that this man was the carrier of the genes for Fujiwara's hot figure. That this kind of gene, beneficial to female descendants, was inherited not from the maternal line but from the paternal line — it was simply absurd.

Hayasaka Ai had anticipated Young Lady Kaguya's silence, and she too was trying hard to steer Kaguya Sigong away from her unrealistic ideas.

"Young Lady Kaguya, rather than pondering how to make yourself develop, perhaps you should give more thought to the choice of swimsuit."

"Ah… my head hurts…"

The issue Hayasaka had raised was also a headache-inducing one for Kaguya Sigong; unable to think it through now, she simply decided not to think about it at all.

"I'll think about the swimsuit problem tomorrow. Right, I'm going to sleep now."

Watching Young Lady Kaguya's puffed-up, sulky look, Hayasaka Ai knew she hadn't accepted it, but with no better option she could only give a slight bow and leave the room to get some rest.

Back in her own room, Hayasaka Ai changed into her pyjamas as usual, adjusted her state, and prepared to begin her rest period.

A maid's work was still quite a lot, but compared to the past, the pressure on her shoulders had suddenly lessened. Especially after the rift between her and Young Lady Kaguya had been removed, and once she no longer had to worry about the troublemakers of the Sigong family, she didn't even need to watch hydraulic press videos every day to relieve her stress.

She went to bed much earlier now; even though her wake-up time hadn't changed, her physical condition could still be kept in excellent shape.

"Ring ring ring!"

Just as she had pulled the covers over herself, the sudden ring of her mobile phone forced her to open her eyes in resignation.

She picked up the phone on her bedside table; the caller ID showing Fujiwara Chika steadied her, and she answered at once.

"Miss Fujiwara."

"Hayasaka… do you have a moment?"

Her tone sounded very off, which immediately put Hayasaka Ai on her guard.

"Has something happened?"

"Mm… I've… run into a bit of a problem… I need to go find Amamiya…"