Astrid Deutschland...The Minotaur Girl With Gigantic Tits

Usually, if I was walking with any other girl, I would have to be the one slowing down so that the girl could keep up. But because the minotaur girl had long, sturdy legs, she could walk even faster than me, so I was the one who had to keep up with her. 

I'm also pretty sure that she doesn't have normal human legs since she belongs to the minotaur race. So rather than the smooth legs a normal human girl would have, her thick thighs and slender calfs should be covered in fur to a certain extent.

I can't really see her legs because of the black stocking she was wearing, but that should be the case. 

And also, instead of feet, she should have hooves that resembled those of a cow, which were also covered by the leather shoes she was wearing, which looked no different from any normal shoe anyone would wear.

Due to her tall figure and the speed she was moving, all the students who were in our path moved away when they saw us approaching, as if they saw an actual bull coming at them. 

This is an amateur mistake, in my opinion, as I personally would purposely walk into her path, if I were a stranger, just to get rammed by her humongous breasts. 

Although I might fly a few metres back and may even break a few bones from the impact, it would still be worth it since I would be able to feel those pillows on my face for a brief second.

As we power walked through the school, and started going down the stairs, I couldn't help but ask

"Where are we going right now?"

"To an empty classroom room that no one uses on the 6th floor, that I have keys to. 

There aren't empty rooms or quiet places where we can talk on this floor. So I hope you don't mind me taking your time." 

The minotaur girl slightly turned her head to look at me and said calmly.

"Not at all. I was thinking of escaping far away from my class anyway." I said, looking behind to see if Lucille was behind me out of fear.

"By the way, I don't think I know your name." I looked at her and asked

"Astrid. Astrid Deutschland. A science major from the second year. I apologise for not introducing myself earlier". She briefly introduced herself, as she walked forward.

"No, it's fine Miss Astrid." I shook my head and asked "Can I know the reason you want to talk to me?"

"I think it would be better if I explained it when we reach the classroom. It's not a topic I would like to discuss in front of so many people." She looked at the students walking by. 

She then glanced at me and said 

"And Astrid is fine. You don't need to add in the miss."

I nodded, indicating I understood, and quietly walked along with her without asking any more questions.

Along the way, I could see Astrid, the minotaur girl, walking by my side, glancing at me with a peculiar gaze of curiosity, as if she were sizing me up and trying to find out what type of person I am. 

But whenever I turned my head in her direction, she would immediately look away, as if she wasn't looking at me but something else. 

She seemed to think that I didn't notice that she was actually looking at me, and she continued to glance at me from the corner of her eyes as we walked.

I thought she was mature compared to the rest of the girls in high school because of the cool and steady image she gave off. But it seemed that she too was actually just a curious and naive little girl, thinking that she was successfully sneaky around me, which was quite cute to see.

"If you don't mind, can I ask you some questions?" 

It seemed like she couldn't handle her curiosity and doubts, which were apparent in her dark grey eyes, which looked similar to a polished moonstone, and decided to directly ask her doubts.

"Of course. Ask anything you want, as long as it's not about my three sizes." 

I joked, which made Astrid give me a peculiar look, as if she were debating whether it was really worth it to talk to this weird person.

"Then can I ask if you really are Luca Carté. The transfer student who joined this school a few days ago"

Hmm? Why would she ask such a weird question? Is there anything wrong with my identity, that made her doubt if it was really me?

"Yes, I can confirm that I'm the same Luca Carté that transferred in recently. If you want, I can even show you my ID card for you to confirm." I put my hand in my pocket.

"There's no need for that. I just wanted to confirm it, since you seem very different from the way you were described." She quickly replied, seeing that I was really going to take my ID out.

"Described by who?" I put my wallet back in my back pocket.

"Your classmates." She said without hiding the identities of her informants.

"I wanted to know a little bit more about you before I met you, so I asked around a little bit.

I hope you don't mind this rude action of mine"

"Of course not." I immediately said. 

I could already imagine how this entire scenario went just from her few words.

While I was still back on Earth, she probably would've seen the puppet of myself that the book created as a substitute until I was transported to this place. 

Through 'Resonance', she would have realised that I was the person who could satisfy her craving that's been with her for years, and wanted to talk to me about it. 

But before talking to me, she probably wanted to know more about me, out of catiousness since this was a sensitive matter for her, and she would've asked around my classmates who would likely know me the best since we all belong to the same class.

The book mentioned that the puppet it created, was basically me, just without the soul and spirit. And left with only the body. 

It's purpose was to act in my place and cement my identity in the world, so that I don't have to go through the hassle of doing it myself.

After being transported into the world, I took the puppet body's place, and the puppet body magically transformed into the white book that was back in class right now. 

I wanted to know how I behaved, or more exactly, how my puppet behaved when I wasn't present, so I said

"Rather than feeling offended, that you asked around about me, I actually want to know in what manner my classmates described me, which made you ask if I was really the person they described...So would you mind telling me what they said, so I can get to know myself a little better."

"Well, after asking a few people in your class about you, I found out that mostly everyone I talked to had a common consensus about you." 

"And that is?"

"A husk." She looked at me wierdly. 

"A lifeless husk that had the most dispirited eyes, they had ever seen in a person."

Damn. My puppet was that bad?