I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

“Ms. Yuris, you worked hard today! Then, I’ll visit again next time!”

“Yes, Teacher! Please send my regards to the director too!”

Throb!

Right after parting happily with the orphanage’s guidance teacher, whom she had met for the first time in a long time, Yuris Petunia clutched her head due to a sudden headache.

“Ugh… already…”

As soon as she returned to her room, Yuris took off her top and unraveled the compression bandage that had been tightly wrapped around her chest.

Swoosh─!

As the bandage came undone, her overwhelmingly large breasts, hidden within, spilled out.

“Ah… surely they haven’t grown again? I’m really reaching the limit of hiding them with compression bandages…”

Despite her complaints, Yuris skillfully used the gallery’s photo function to take and edit a picture of her chest.

Yuris had a simple reason for uploading her risqué pictures to the gallery.

It was a headache remedy taught by the user with the fixed nickname ‘UnderneathIsPinkToo■,’ who had now left the gallery.

Did uploading risqué pictures to the gallery cure headaches?

It sounded like utter nonsense, but surprisingly, it worked.

Indeed, uploading photos provided temporary relief from her headaches.

‘…But the intervals are getting shorter.’

Initially, uploading a risqué picture once a day had been enough.

But at some point, she needed to do it twice, and now, three times a day was necessary for a normal life.

[Today's Daughter.jpg]

(A picture.jpg of making a heart shape with hands over a heart-shaped nipple patch on the nipple)

“If they were smaller than this, a baby would starve…”

Just as Yuris selected a decently taken photo and was about to press the upload button…

[You have (2) unread notifications!]

“Eh…?”

Someone had commented on Yuris’s post.

One year ago.

Shortly after Yuris Petunia became a second-year student at the Divine Academy…

She suffered from an inexplicable illness.

“Ha… Ha…”

It felt as if a fireball burned inside her body, and a spike was driven into her head, causing intense pain.

‘Uh… why doesn’t it go away…?’

The situation was terrible.

Not to boast, but she had been born with the blessings of ‘healing’ and ‘recovery.’

Even high priests from the church would sometimes seek her assistance.

If her divine power couldn’t solve it, it meant that no other method would work.

In this situation, the only thing Yuris could cling to was prayer.

“…Huh… please… help me… Goddess Elise…”

All she could do was pray to Goddess Elise to free her from this agony.

─Whooosh!

Could it be an answer to her earnest prayers?

[■■Gallery]

A gallery materialized before Yuris’s eyes.

“Eh?”

Thinking she might be hallucinating, she rubbed her eyes, but the gallery remained.

There was only one conclusion she could draw.

“Goddess Elise heard my prayer!”

With a heart filled with joy, Yuris quickly glanced at the gallery, then tilted her head in confusion.

“What exactly is this?”

[DidItAppearSuddenlyHahaHaha??? Hahaha][3]

[Moon][0]

[Lynn][0]

[Really tripping over ankles, a pure virgin][2]

[All][0]

[Married to this picture][8]

The gallery was filled with cryptic phrases and rapidly increasing posts.

[Author: YY(112.39)]

[DidItAppearSuddenlyHaha??? Did it? Haha][3]

(Meaningless picture.jpg)

It appeared, so I uploaded it. Haha

Tenant Farmer Fan■: Blocked

YY(211.209): Isn't this fake? How could this all come out at once?

Healthy Nickname32■: This is ridiculous. Can you believe this???

It was puzzling.

She was fluent in the common language of the continent, yet she couldn’t comprehend half of what was written.

“Why did the Goddess grant me this ability?”

What could be Goddess Elise’s intention in bestowing her with this power?

Understanding the will of a goddess is nearly impossible for a mere human, but there had to be some reason.

Thinking so, Yuris continued to browse the gallery, and for the first time, she saw a title she could understand.

[Sigh, I'm worried because my chest is too big... Even if I buy clothes, my chest always feels tight, but the waist is way too loose.][0]

“…!!”

At that moment, Yuris realized why Goddess Elise had bestowed her with this ability.

‘She was looking at the bigger picture!’

Goddess Elise wanted to heal the sickness of the heart before the physical ailments.

‘Yes! With this, I can pour out my true feelings without anyone knowing!’

Looking back, she realized the gallery was like a kind of masquerade ball.

It was a place where one could exchange honest opinions while hiding their true identity.

For Yuris, who couldn’t show her honest self since middle school, it was an ideal space for communication.

“Uh… middle school… Ha.”

Remembering her middle school days, Yuris sighed with a gloomy expression.

At first, she thought it wasn’t that bad.

She made friends right after enrolling and was lavishly praised by the teachers.

The problem started about a month later.

“Ah… Yuris is lucky. To have such big breasts. I wish mine were a bit bigger, too…”

“Eh! Having big breasts isn’t good at all! My shoulders ache, and it hurts so much when they bounce, even a little when I run! I’d rather have no breasts like Celin!”

“…Really? That must be nice.”

“No! It’s not good! They keep growing, and I have to change my underwear again. It’s expensive because they’re specially made due to the size, and not good at all! I really envy Celin’s small breasts!”

“…I see. Oh! Do you know Heckins from the school next to ours? Isn’t he handsome? I wrote him a letter…”

“Heckins? …Ah! I know! He confessed to me the day before yesterday! It was written on his name tag!”

“…What? Heckins confessed to you?”

“Yes! But I rejected him! I’m waiting for my destined partner! I don’t think Heckins is the one!”

“You… last time you said Keriel confessed to you.”

“Yes! That’s right! This makes it the seventh confession.”

“Really…? Yuris, you’re lucky to receive so many confessions.”

“Huh? Why? It’s not pleasing at all to be confessed to by someone who’s not your destined partner.”

“…Never mind. Hey guys, let’s go. I just remembered I have something to buy.”

“Ah! Celin, I’ll go with you!”

“No, it’s okay. We’ll go by ourselves. See you tomorrow, Yuris.”

When Yuris arrived at school the next day, her desk was covered with garbage and graffiti.

‘Big-breasted wench, cowgirl, just die, orphan girl…’

She was shocked.

Why was this happening to her?

Before she could even think, tears burst forth due to the pure malice she felt for the first time in her life.

“Sniff, gurgle, Peke, Celin, he…help me…someone…at my desk…sob…”

Yuris reached out to her friends for help, but…

“What? The cow is talking?”

“Hey, don’t engage. You’ll catch her stink.”

“…Sniff…Eh? Why… Pe, Peke?…Ce, Celin?… Aren’t we…friends?”

“Friends? Why would we be friends with you, cowgirl?”

All she received were contemptuous looks and betrayal.

Yuris went straight back to the orphanage and, crying in the director’s arms, said,

“Sniff, Yuris didn’t do anything wrong… why… to Yuris… sob…”

“That’s enough, let’s transfer schools. And Yuris, it might be better not to pour out your heart to others for a while.”

“Sob… Why, why? Lying is bad… sniff… Yuris just said it was hard…”

“Not telling lies and not pouring out your heart are different things. And others might envy Yuris for her large chest.”

She couldn’t understand.

Why would anyone envy this flesh that held no merit except for maybe eye candy?

“And I’ll teach you how to wrap a bandage. It might be a bit tight, but it’s better to cover your chest when attending the new school.”

“Sob… Why should I do that? Yuris doesn’t like being uncomfortable…”

Honestly, Yuris didn’t even like wearing bras.

But she wore them reluctantly because the director, a formidable woman, insisted she must.

“Hmm… Yuris is waiting for her destined partner, right?”

“…Yes.”

“Then, do you want men who are not your destined partner to see your chest?”

“…Ah…no.”

The thought of men who weren’t her destined partner seeing her body made her uncomfortable.

The mere idea was repugnant.

“That’s the reason. When your destined partner comes one day, show it only to him.”

“Sniff… Okay.”

“Shall we make a pinky promise with the director, then?”

“Yes…”

From that day on, Yuris learned to wear compression bandages and to conceal her true feelings from others.

‘…Recalling it now, it remains an unpleasant memory.’

She now understood why Celin had harbored such malice towards her.

But, following the director’s advice to avoid unwanted jealousy and lustful stares, she continued to wear compression bandages.

‘Surely this person has similar troubles…’

With the thought that she might share in that sorrow, Yuris clicked on the post.

[Author: UnderneathIsPinkToo■]

[Sigh, my chest is too big, and it's a problem... Every time I buy clothes, they fit tightly around my chest but are loose at the waist.][0]

(A barely covered chest pic.jpg showing just enough to hint at a pink areola)

See? This is why having a big chest is problematic.

“….Eh?”

Yuris’s mind then froze, confronted with content she had not at all anticipated.