It's time for an upgrade!

Hmm, well… considering how I’m practically blind as a bat the moment my glasses fall off… that _might _be a good place to start off with…

I then absentmindedly adjusted my glasses, before nodding to myself.

Yup, sounds solid enough. I was gradually getting sick and tired of fussing over my glasses over the years…

So with that thought I brandished my pencil again.

New Rule: Jin Tadano (me) has perfect eyesight.

The second I finished writing that, my vision immediately became blurry as all hell if I tried to squint through my glasses. Thus I hastily pulled them off my head and placed them on the table after folding them.

And for the first time in more than a decade… I could actually see the world clearly now, without any assistance from a pair of prescribed lenses.

“Holy damn...” I uttered in awe.

To say my vision had gotten good should be considered an insult!

The notebook definitely didn’t pull any punches in fulfilling the quota for _Perfect _eyesight… My vision has become so bloody sharp I could practically start counting specs of dust in the air if I focused hard enough!

“This is so damn cool...” I gushed quietly to myself with a wide grin.

Once I was done experimenting with my newfound eyesight after a good dozen minutes, all the while ignoring some odd looks I may’ve received for basically leering all over the place like a curious critter, I then turned my attention back to the notebook (though not before tossing my now useless glasses straight to the adjacent trash can).

Now then… next up… On cue I took a quick glimpse down at my chest, before my gaze lingered towards my arms and legs, taking in my lanky body shape with next to no real muscle to speak of…

Then there’s also my overall stamina to consider… When a dude starts toppling over at the 40 meters mark during 100 meter sprint… that should say a lot about your endurance… well… the utter lack of any to that matter...

Yeah… I think I have a general idea how I should follow up with this...

New Rule: Jin Tadano (me) possesses a perfect Adonis-like body with unlimited stamina and endurance.

“Ghh...” A soft **** sound then escaped my throat.

I-it got really hard to breath all of sudden!

Was my uniform always this damn tight!?

With haste I began unbuttoning my school uniform, opening up the blazer’s front entirely before I quickly unfastened the first three buttons of my dress shirt near the collar.

The second I did that; I let out a breath in relief.

“Jesus, I felt like I was going to die there...” I was about to re-adjust myself on my seat, before my face twisted into a deep grimace, when I felt how much my pants were now digging into my goddamn crotch!

This was like, SUPER UNCOMFORTABLE!

I looked down and felt my eyes nearly bulge out of my skull.

Holy sh—! I’m fucking ripped!

My uniform was already fairly tight fit as it had been with my (formerly) thin frame, but now that I bloody puffed out practically like a damn Dragonball character; the uniform was now quite literally straining by the seams, barely holding itself together from ripping apart.

I wouldn’t even be surprised if a single sneeze finished the job!

Without much of a thought (acting more on an impulse than anything); I moved carefully, to avoid my clothes from tearing, and wrote down the next rule...

Old Rule: Every piece of clothing Jin Tadano (me) wears; will always adjust to accommodate his body to be comfortable for him to wear.

Ahh.. much better… no more feeling like I’m being wedgied downstairs~. And overall; the outfit at least fits me _comfortably _now.

Not to mention with this change I won’t need to worry over any expenses for having to go my way out and revamp my entire wardrobe—

…

I immediately felt like facepalming myself, hard, realizing how I basically went full retard for a moment there...

I have a goddamn reality bending magic book, that I could use to literally make it rain cash with naught but a single written sentence, and here I am getting concerned over fund expenditures for new clothing!?

Oh well… I suppose it serves as an interesting quality of life feature if anything at the very least…

“Uhm, excuse me, sir?”

I was then suddenly addressed by one of the waitresses, which admittedly made me jump a little in my seat, considering how she basically snuck up to me when all of my attention had been on my NOIBS, the Notebook Of Infinite Bullshit.

I pivoted around slightly on my seat in order to face the waitress properly. “Y-yeah? Is there some—TITS!?” I blurted out on impulse, my eyes wide as saucers, when I was met with a very naked and oh very succulent pair of tits armed with equally pert nipples the moment I turned my neck.

“M-may I please t-take your order now? Uhm, nya?”

I blinked, my gaze shifting between the waitress’ face and bust, before I ended up settling for the latter as my face gradually became red as a tomato.

Somehow... I forgot all about the whole topless cafe rule I put up on a whim earlier! Also “nya”? Ah, right… a cat-themed maid cafe, of course. Though seeing her very hesitant nya tick at the end; she’s very new at this job...

But still not gonna lie, I was understandably having quite hard time keeping straight face when I was being addressed by a topless woman wearing nothing but half apron over a frilly skimpy skirt, white stockings (possibly combined with a garter belt), a choker, frilly armbands with classic maid’s headdress packed with cat ears on top to finish up the look.

“Uuhhm… c-customer?”

I took a better look at her. She was definitely cute, a ravenette with shoulder length hair tied in twin pigtails, seemingly around my age (a part-timer from our school perhaps?) with soft facial features, almond shaped maroon eyes, fair skin, decent curves with C-cup bust to match.

“Customer!” The girl then raised her voice a little, not enough to cause any commotion, but enough to bring me out from my musings.

“A-ah, I’m sorry what was that?” I inquired.

“It’s just… C-could you p-please not stare at.. a-at my boobs so intensely… i-it’s really embarrassing...” She pleaded in a highly bashful demeanor, while trying her best to cover her chest with the arm holding the small notepad.

“Ah… s-sorry about that, miss… it’s just… bizarre… ya know…” I gestured at her exposed chest and the other waitresses around, while trying my best not to break eye contact with her and letting my gaze wander downwards in order to give at least some sense of dignity… As if I had nothing to do with this very undignified social change in the first place within this cafe… “I’m still more or less trying to wrap my head around all of this…”

Surprisingly however, the timid waitress managed to sport a small smile in understanding, before she let out a soft sigh.

“I suppose I can’t really fault you for it… When I first started my job here, I fully expected a simple waitress routine for quick pocket change, not… well… whatever the heck THIS is!” She threw her hands up in exasperation and in her frustration, she somehow completely discarded the fact her chest was still out in the open and how her sudden movement was making interesting things to her bouncing chest… Really loving the jiggle physics there, not gonna lie…

“I swear, whoever gave the pass to this law has to be a misogynistic pothead of some kind...” She finished her rant with a huff as she placed her knuckles against her hips… still forgetting her exposed state…

“Haha...” I chuckled in a wry manner, averting my eyes. If only she knew...

“Anyhow!” She cleared her throat, before she brought up her pen and notepad. “So… about that order, sir? N-nya~” She added with a mild blush, while falling back into character... somewhat...

I hummed in response as if in thought, before I discreetly stole a quick glance at the Rulebook, then back to the waitress, who patiently waited on my order.

Hmm… what to order indeed… originally I came here simply to check the place out and have a little something to eat while at it, but now?

My gaze lingered down at her chest... and I found myself licking my lips.

Right now I'm very tempted to slip something a little... extra into their Menu... a new house special if you will~

Perhaps something that involves a cute topless a girl and whipped cream?