A Man Who Lost Confidence, to a Gentle Chastity-Reversed World - Chapter 126-130

Chapter 126: A Moment in the Bath, a Moment in Yukata

With a towel wrapped around me, movement feels a bit restricted. As I think this, Mom and Yukari-san join me, sinking shoulder-deep into the water.

“Phew, this is so calming… I feel like I’m melting…”

In front of me, Mom closes her eyes and settles in, with Yukari-san beside her. Even with some distance, having two beautiful women before me makes it hard to focus my gaze.

But staying silent isn’t good, I think.

“…Yeah, it’s calming for me too.”

Those words are probably to calm myself. The bath feels nice, but I haven’t figured out what to talk about.

Yet I’m about 70% erect, so I need to hide that too. The water’s clear, so I subtly adjust my sitting position during the conversation, which feels somewhat immoral. Honestly, it’s pathetic.

“By the way, Shun-kun, you really do look at us when you talk now… Hehe, you used to look away a lot.”

“Y-Yes, I’ve been able to meet your gaze… In these past few months, truly…”

Even then, Mom and Yukari-san talk about me.

These past few months, I’ve tried to make eye contact in my own way. It might look clumsy to others, but their words are genuinely appreciated.

But right now, I can only look at their faces. Their chests or legs, distorted underwater, aren’t things I should stare at. It makes me feel pathetic again.

“…Mom, Yukari-san, is it… okay for me to look at you?”

Plus, beyond lustful gazes, I’m always anxious about whether being looked at by me bothers them. In the past, I was sensitive to others’ gazes, overthinking how they felt and worrying myself sick.

“Shun-kun, don’t overthink it, okay?”

Mom smiles slightly, her words sinking in.

“I’m thrilled that you look at me and talk like this, Shun-kun. I don’t find your gaze bothersome, and no one around you should either.”

“…I’m also very, v-very happy… I’d never say I mind being looked at, no matter what…!”

Yukari-san speaks shyly, and as she finishes, a cheerful “Me too, me too!” rises from behind me.

Splashing into the water with a bashan and a “Phew,” Yuki joins, never breaking eye contact as she speaks.

“Umm, when I meet Shun-nii’s eyes, my heart goes all floaty, and I feel super happy, so don’t worry about that, it’s all good!”

Even with some built-up tolerance, her emotions and gaze are hard to stay calm under. Her words should make me happy, yet…

“That’s right, Shun-kun. Asagi-chan and Maki-chan would definitely say the same. Anyone who’d treat you harshly for trying so hard to talk, I wouldn’t forgive, just saying.”

Mom’s playful tone prompts me to nod and try meeting her gaze again. Despite the single towel and her allure, I shouldn’t be the one embarrassed—I need to maintain eye contact.

“…Thanks, Shun-kun. But I’m not young anymore, so standing side by side like this makes me a bit shy. Yukari-chan and Yuki have such radiant skin.”

Whether from the hot water or emotional flush, Mom’s slightly red face is noticeable as I keep looking.

“Eh, Mom, your skin’s totally beautiful too! Your wavy hair’s so nice—I’m jealous of that.”

“Oh, Yuki, you always flatter me. Shun-kun seems to have inherited a bit of my wavy hair, but I think your straight hair suits you better now.”

“Hmm, guess I’ll stick with straight hair for my style then.”

“If you came back with a perm out of nowhere, I might get a little mad.”

“That was close!”

Yuki and Mom’s lively exchange helps me relax a bit.

But I’m still unsure. Should I compliment Mom’s skin like Yuki? If so, what words would be appropriate for an older woman, my mother?

No, trying to express it cleverly is beyond me.

“…I think Mom shouldn’t be shy about it. Your skin is, um, really, p-pretty.”

Since Mom compliments me, I want to compliment her too. Not a one-way exchange, but even small words, I want it to be mutual. Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself.

“…Shun-kun, you can’t just say that so easily!”

Mom puts a finger to her lips, making a “shh” gesture.

“But hearing that, I might get childishly happy.”

“U-Um, I also think Kaori-sama’s skin is very beautiful… And saying it’s not youthful, that’s not true at all…!”

“Hehe, even Yukari-chan? I’m cornered now.”

Embarrassed by our words, Mom splashes water on one shoulder. Her gesture only confirms her mature, captivating charm.

※

After talking with Mom, we linger in the bath. The relaxed trio’s presence is more precious than any treasure.

“Oh, Shun-nii, looking like this, we can compare leg lengths again!”

Yuki, as if suddenly remembering, scoots closer. Until now, there was decent distance, but now we’re practically touching. With just two towels between us, we stretch our legs to compare.

“Yuki, you’re really hung up on legs… Are you sure you just don’t want to stick close to Shun-kun?”

“…Oops, caught me.”

Yuki’s admission to Mom’s question makes it clear she wants to be close. Her sweet atmosphere and words—“But see, this way we can measure more accurately than at the footbath”—trigger this.

“Yup, Shun-nii’s are longer. And your feet are way bigger.”

Yuki looks curiously, but with her hip and unguarded thigh touching me through the towel, I can’t help but get easily excited. I’m terrified she’ll notice.

“…Mufufu! ♡”

Her mischievous laugh makes me flinch. But then she says, “Yup, thanks, Shun-nii!” energetically and moves to Yukari-san to compare legs again.

…Okay, I think she didn’t notice. Checking my towel-covered crotch, I’m clearly weak to sexual stuff.

In front, Yukari-san is asked by Yuki, “Neechan’s hair is so pretty… Can I touch it?” I’m watching Yukari-san blush as Yuki gently strokes her hair from the best seat in the house.

“U-Um, maybe it’s time…”

“Oh, right, sorry for touching so much. Doing this makes me wanna keep my hair long too.”

The women’s interaction makes even me nervous.

“…Hehe.”

As I stare, Mom, beside me, lets out a chuckle.

“I was thinking we’d get out if you got tired, Shun-kun, but you seem fine.”

Her words make my face flush this time.

※

In the end, we probably spent about 20 minutes in the private bath. Sitting on the edge or admiring the view, we avoided overheating.

Still, I was constantly nervous watching the three adjust their towels to keep their chests covered. Especially Yuki—her towel’s hem near her thighs sometimes fluttered, nearly flipping up. I know there’s no hair down there.

Her guard is loose with me—chest glimpses, bra peeks. As a brother, I’m glad she trusts me, but staring makes me a bad brother.

“Phew, I’m feeling calm now. It’s been a while.”

“Okay, if Shun-kun’s good, shall we get out? We can come back anytime.”

Yuki’s comment prompts Mom’s suggestion. I’m nicely warmed, and Yuki’s closeness risks inappropriate feelings, so I agree.

“Hmm, maybe another dip tonight, or sneaking in tomorrow morning while everyone’s asleep.”

“I’ll probably be up by 6, so you’d need to be earlier.”

“Ugh, never mind then.”

“Giving up too fast?”

Mom, slightly exasperated by Yuki’s quick surrender, turns to me.

“Is it okay if you change into your yukata first again, Shun-kun? Take your time, let us know when you’re done, and head out.”

Her suggestion to let me change first is, as expected, appreciated.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I reply, leaving the bath in my towel. Recalling the literature club camp when my towel fell in front of Shina-senpai, I’m extra careful.

“Take your time!”

Yuki’s voice makes me turn and nod slightly. The three in the bath watch me, confirming my exit.

Closing the door, alone, I take a deep breath.

Wiping down with a fresh towel, my tense chinpo hasn’t calmed. But I can’t masturbate now, so I just need to suppress and endure.

Changing into the yukata, I knock lightly and call, “I’m done!” At Yuki’s reply, I hurriedly leave the changing room. If I lingered and saw them without towels, I might lose control.

The yukata, my first in over a decade, is clumsily tied. I tighten it to avoid slipping, though that’s more a women’s concern.

White with navy patterns and a blue obi, it matches the hot spring inn vibe. Could I look cool mastering this? I wonder, sitting on a rattan chair in the tatami room, hearing peta peta barefoot steps.

“Shun-nii, sorry for the wait!”

Yuki’s bright voice reaches me, followed by Mom and Yukari-san entering. They’re in matching yukatas, differing only in their red obis.

“Hehe, it’s been a while since I wore a yukata.”

Seeing Yuki rush to me, I stand instinctively. It’s not right to sit while everyone’s standing.

“Shun-nii, your yukata looks great! So cool!”

Her compliment, maybe flattery or kindness, tempts me to accept it. Warning myself not to get cocky, I reply.

“…Yuki, you look really good in it too.”

“…Thanks! ♡”

She’s just too cute. Fresh from the bath, hair down, Yuki’s smile is magnetic, a true beauty.

“Yuki, you said you wanted to ask Shun-kun’s opinion, right? Nice.”

Mom and Yukari-san, speaking to Yuki, are literal yukata beauties. Like Yuki, their hair is down, exuding mature allure.

Though we shampooed earlier, a faint fragrance tickles my nose. This space feels almost too perfect for me to be in.

“Hey, Mom, I wanna take a pic with Shun-nii like this! Then all four of us!”

“Hehe, I knew you’d say that. Alright, I’ll take one of you and Shun-kun first.”

At Mom’s words, Yuki cheers, “Yay!” and comes beside me. Instead of moving a chair, she crouches to my eye level.

“…Oh, I should check with Shun-nii. I really wanna take a pic together!”

There’s no way I’d refuse her.

I used to hate having my face photographed. But now, it’s just something I’m “not good at.” That’s thanks to Yuki and others taking photos with me.

“…Yeah, it’s okay. Thanks.”

Yuki beams at my words. Mom’s smartphone captures the moment.

My smile’s probably still awkward, and I’m scared to see the result.

“I’ll send it to Yuki, and… to Shun-kun too.”

The verdict comes swiftly. Yuki says, “Gonna make it my wallpaper!” but when I check, my awkwardness stands out.

…Still, maybe, just a bit, I looked more normal.

Is it arrogant to want to believe that?

※

After, we head to the main building for dinner.

Before that, in the lobby’s open area, a staff member takes a photo of all four of us. We considered the room, but finding a spot for a self-timer to capture us perfectly was tricky, so this was the plan. Yuki’s “Since we’re all together, let’s make it nice!” was a factor too.

Mom requests at the front desk, and we line up. She starts at the edge, but Yukari-san says, “N-No, the family should be together!” so they switch.

This puts me between Yuki and Mom. Mom keeps a little distance, but Yuki, as expected, is practically glued to me.

“…Alright, looks good!”

The staff’s expression flickers with surprise but quickly resets. It reminds me of the pool with Asagi-san and the others.

“Thank you, we appreciate it.”

“No problem, just let us know anytime.”

Mom’s thanks send the staff back, and we head to the restaurant.

But as Mom looks at the photo, saying, “To think we’d take a picture like this, hehe,” a warm atmosphere blooms.

“Mom, send that to me later, okay?”

“Yes, yes, I know.”

Putting away her phone, Mom’s smile is truly serene.

※

The restaurant, called that because we sit on chairs, serves a Japanese course meal. Two or three other guest groups are present, but seats are spaced out.

“Mmm, I don’t get it, but it’s delicious! ♡”

“Yuki, the menu’s right there. Read it properly.”

“Even if you say that… Uh, yuu-an-yaki, right? It’s citrusy and refreshing, like it says.”

Starting with the saury yuzu-an-yaki, dishes featuring local premium beef and more are varied and delicious. I didn’t eat fancy food in my old world, but I can tell these are meticulously crafted.

“…This feels so expensive, I almost feel bad eating it… I should at least take notes for home…”

Yukari-san, with her housekeeper instincts and knowing Mom’s paying, trembles slightly.

“Oh, Yukari-chan, don’t think like that. Just enjoy it. This isn’t work or anything.”

“I-Is that so…?”

Encouraged by Mom, Yukari-san eats slowly, while Yuki, saying, “I could eat 200g more of this steak…” clears plate after plate.

“Shun-nii, mmph—oh, uh, they said we can get more rice. Want some?”

Yuki, almost talking with her mouth full, swallows and asks me, mindful of Mom’s earlier scolding. Her checking on me while eating delicious food warms my heart.

“Yeah, I’ll have a bit more.”

“Hehe, me too! Do we call the staff?”

“Yuki, no shouting in a place like this. I’ll call them.”

Our interactions always overlap. Communication isn’t easy for me, but since they choose to talk with me, I need to try.

Chapter 127: Unexpectedly, Yet a Promise to Keep

Past 7 p.m., we finish dinner and return to the room. When Mom asks what to do next, Yuki loudly suggests, “The public bath!”

“It’s a bummer to split up with Shun-nii, but I really wanna try the biggest bath!”

I’m happy she mentions me, but restricting her actions because of me would be unthinkable.

“Since we used the private bath past 4 p.m., it’s been over three hours, so another dip should be fine, right? If no one else wants to, I’ll give up.”

“Come on, how could I say no when you put it like that? Besides, I wanted to try the public bath too.”

With Mom’s agreement and Yukari-san’s nod, the plan is set. The inn’s public bath, a hot spring, is something I personally want to try too.

In my old world, I’d have thought, “What’s the point of doing that alone?”

But now, that’s definitely not the case.

“…I also wanted to try the public bath.”

“Alright, unanimous!”

No one says, “We don’t care about your opinion.” That’s a fact I need to cherish always.

Bathing again after just four hours is rare in daily life, but it’s possible at an inn. Feeling this, we prepare and head to the public bath.

※

From the path to the detached rooms, a turn leads to the public bath’s entrance. Unlike the main building, this area has a traditional Japanese design with noren curtains for the men’s and women’s baths.

“See ya later, Shun-nii!”

“Shun-kun, we’ll probably be out first, but take your time. It’s just before 8 p.m., so maybe come out around 9?”

Confirming the meet-up time, I and the three part through our respective curtains. Two others are in the changing room, but at this hour, I’m mostly alone.

“…Haa.”

Entering the public bath, I wash and soak naked, letting out a sigh. It’s not from anything bad—just the hot water melting my fatigue.

In the men’s bath, entering the tub without a towel is normal in my old world. Even here, with only men, it’s the same. But after the family bath, it feels slightly odd.

Even with online research, aligning my old world’s norms with this one isn’t easy. I want to avoid seeming too out of place or raising suspicion.

…Not fearing bathing with women already makes me unusual. I get nervous over towel-covered bodies but would never refuse.

Right now, the three are probably soaking in the women’s bath across the way. Maybe enjoying the open-air bath’s freedom?

Imagining the women’s bath makes me a pervert, but I can’t help it. Thoughts that’d be scorned in my old world keep forming.

※

Finishing my bath around 8:30 p.m., I resist the urge to cool off and redress in my yukata. If the three are waiting, I can’t dawdle.

I’m not erect, I confirm foolishly, and finish changing.

Passing through the noren, I see only one person on the waiting bench.

“Ah, Shun-sama, welcome back…”

It’s Yukari-san, hair down, in her yukata.

When I, bowing slightly, ask, “Um, where are Mom and Yuki?” she replies, “Kaori-sama is drying Yuki-sama’s hair, so they should be out soon.”

“…S-Sorry, you’ll sit, right? Please!”

She stands to make room, though it’s a two-person bench, acting as if it’s natural.

She wouldn’t mind sitting together—her kindness assures me. Trusting my selfish assumption, I see her action as deference.

“It’s okay, Yukari-san, please, s-sit!”

“…Then, at least, I’ll sit on the edge, so please sit, Shun-sama…!”

Shrinking, she sits again, looking up. Hesitantly, I perch on the bench’s edge.

“S-Sorry…”

“N-No…”

I check her expression, hoping I’m not troubling her. No sighs, so I want to believe it’s fine.

…Looking at her, I think again how beautiful she is. I’ve seen her hair down before, but post-bath, she’s like a model in a commercial.

Her glowing skin and the lifted yukata chest would draw any man’s gaze—such femininity.

“W-Was the bath nice…?”

“…It was great. How about you, Yukari-san?”

“Yes, I was healed…”

With Mom and Yuki not out, an awkward air lingers. I want to believe she doesn’t mind being with me, but I always worry if I’m conversing well.

…

I need a good topic, something we can wrap up before they arrive.

“U-Um, Shun-sama, sorry to ask now, but I have something I’d like to discuss…”

Before I can think of one, Yukari-san speaks. Failing to start, I reply, “Y-Yes, it’s okay,” my voice possibly high-pitched.

“Um, it’s presumptuous to bring this up during a family trip, but n-next month, my…”

I wonder what she’ll say, but hearing that, I understand her intent.

““Birthday…””

Our voices overlap, startling me, and Yukari-san covers her mouth. As I catch my breath, she continues.

“…Since you said you’d spend it with me, I’ve been thinking selfishly, and lately, I’ve wanted to suggest something, so…”

Speaking rapidly, she hesitates, faltering.

I’d thought about it but couldn’t decide what she’d enjoy. Now, she’s about to propose her birthday plan.

“…Sorry, I couldn’t decide.”

“No, I only started thinking three days ago about asking you, and, um, around then, you mentioned…”

My lover checks my expression, pauses, and opens her mouth wider.

“Th-The hotel pool, I want to…”

“Sorry for the wait! Took a bit…?”

The timing is almost too perfect. As Yuki pushes the noren aside and hops in front of us, Yukari-san and I look her way.

“Hehe, yeah, but Yukari-chan and Shun-kun were talking. What about?”

I almost get flustered, but Yukari-san can barely lift her face.

“I kinda heard, something about a hotel pool? Neechan, what’s up?”

For a moment, I wonder if Yuki delayed to eavesdrop. But her expression and Mom’s smile suggest they didn’t hear and are just curious.

“…I was telling Shun-sama my birthday wish…!”

As Yukari-san slowly lifts her face, I think again she’s not hiding her words.

Standing around us, Mom and Yuki listen. Yukari-san heard about my pool trip with Asagi-san and wanted to try it, thinking her birthday might be a chance you’d agree.

“…Of course, if you didn’t want to, I’d think of something else, but I thought maybe, and when we were alone, I just went for it…!”

She sounds apologetic, but there’s no need.

“Honestly, Yukari-chan, don’t sound so sorry. It was hard to tell me, right? Until last year, I’d have wondered what to do.”

“I-I was going to ask Kaori-sama later…”

“Hehe, it’s fine, really.”

Mom shares my sentiment, affirming Yukari-san further.

“If you want it and Shun-kun’s okay, I have no reason to stop you. That’ll never change.”

“Yup, if Neechan says what she wants and Shun-nii decides, I’m happy too, hehe.”

Standing, Mom and Yuki smile, while Yukari-san, seated, groans shyly, “U-Uuu…”

I should be the first to respond to Yukari-san.

“…I want to go where you want to go, Yukari-san. Sorry for not suggesting first.”

Bowing slightly while seated, I’m met with her “N-No, Shun-sama!” I need to thank her like this.

“Okay, it’s settled then! Oh, Neechan’s birthday is a Sunday, right? Why not spend the whole weekend?”

“Oh, right. Coming back in between’s a hassle, so if you two want, the hotel by the pool’s nice. It’s safe, for sure.”

The plans pile up, and Mom’s suggestion is bold. Spending two days makes staying over efficient, I get it.

But the word “hotel” tests my mental strength.

“…Got it, I’ll think about it.”

That’s all I can manage, and Mom gives me leeway, “Hehe, it’s two weeks away, so decide freely.”

“S-Such a… What should I…?”

In this unexpected turn, Yukari-san stands, still disorganized. I need to confirm her wishes later, that’s certain.

※

With a slightly dazed Yukari-san trailing, we return to the room. Past 9 p.m., we’ll likely relax and sleep.

Yukari-san’s promise adds to my thoughts. Since I need to decide first, I must stay sharp.

As Yuki and I sit on rattan chairs, Mom says, “Alright.”

“Okay, Yukari-chan, as we said, let’s chat at the main building’s café. At this hour, we can still play darts or something.”

“Y-Yes, let’s go!”

“Calm down, Yukari-chan. We planned this, right?”

Their conversation is unexpected for me. As I wonder, Mom turns to me.

“…Shun-kun, while we were bathing, we three talked. Besides family time, we wanted to give Yuki time alone with you.”

Time alone with Yuki—those words sink in as I nod. I’d be lying if I said I’m not shaken.

“This trip’s a reward for Yuki’s hard studying, and I realized you two rarely spend time alone without us. When we talked, Yuki said she’d need to ask you first.”

Looking at Yuki, I notice her slightly worried gaze.

“…Is it really okay, me? Family time’s important, but thinking of being alone with Shun-nii, I hesitated and said that.”

“Hehe, Yuki. Today’s with Yukari-chan and Shun-kun, but it’s mainly for you. I want to talk with Yukari-chan about earlier, so let’s give you and Shun-kun some time.”

If Yuki accepts, a thrilling time awaits. I realize this instantly.

“…Shun-kun, it’s sudden, but what do you think?”

Mom’s gaze seeks my answer.

There’s only one answer.

“Yeah, if Yuki’s okay with it.”

“…Shun-nii…”

Yuki’s murmur and relieved expression are how I see it.

“We’ll be back around 10:30. Then we’ll relax together and sleep before midnight, okay?”

“Y-Yes, that sounds good!”

“You’re so stiff, Yukari-chan, relax.”

Mom pats Yukari-san’s shoulder, making Yuki giggle, “Fufu.” Yuki’s smile suits her, and I want it to stay.

Mom turns to Yuki, gently stroking her head.

“Yuki, it’s okay to be selfish, but think of Shun-kun and talk with him.”

“Yup, I got it!”

“And Shun-kun, our approach might be pushy, but talk with Yuki, okay?”

“…Got it.”

With Mom and Yukari-san’s guidance, our time is set. Yukari-san blushes seeing us but leaves with Mom for the main building.

The locked detached room is fine for two, and we can contact them if needed, Mom said. It’s 9:27 p.m.—for the next hour, it’s just me and Yuki.

What’ll happen? It’s scary, but I need to face what Yuki wants.

As I think, the door we saw them off through closes.

“…Shun-nii!”

Back in the tatami room, Yuki, in her yukata, hugs me from behind.

“Sorry for being selfish. Mom suggested it, and I wanted to be alone with you.”

Her voice, softer than usual, my beloved sister, sounds slightly apologetic.

But her proposal isn’t something I’d dislike. Especially since Yuki accepted it.

“No, Yuki, you’re not selfish at all.”

I pour out my true feelings.

“…If you feel that way, I want to spend lots of time with you.”

Word by word, I weave honest emotions. In my old world, I’d have dismissed such words as unworthy.

“Haaa… Seriously, Shun-nii, you’re just…”

With her voice, Yuki hugs me tighter from behind.

“Saying that is so you… I really, really love you… ♡”

Her clear words are sweet poison to me. Her closeness amplifies my emotions.

Being told “I love you” by my sister, this adorable girl. Since that night after the amusement park, in her room, my emotions always melt into mush.

“…Shun-nii, can I ask for more?”

Trying to draw a line against dangerous feelings, Yuki asks.

“Yeah, I want you to tell me anything.”

“…I’ll take it all seriously, okay?”

Her voice, not just lively but with a tender edge, is overwhelmingly powerful.

“I wanna talk with you a ton, Shun-nii.”

Saying that, she lets go and moves in front of me. Her smile, still bright, feels a touch more alluring, I think.

“So, let’s sit together?”

She points to the rattan chairs in the room.

Chapter 128: Brother and Sister, Chair and Futon

Two rattan chairs are in the room, but we only use one.

“It feels like, in a place like this, I’m more nervous than usual.”

Sitting together means, quite literally, Yuki perching on my lap. This happened naturally after I sat down, and she just did it. When she asked, “…Is that okay?” there was no way I wouldn’t answer, “It’s fine.”

Right now, the scent of soap from Yuki, sitting in front of me, reaches me, and the feel of her butt is on my thighs. Telling me not to notice is impossible, and with my lack of resistance, I’m on the verge of impure thoughts.

But at the same time, my slightly shorter sister looks up at me backward, asking, “I’m not too heavy, am I?” She’s worried about me, even as I’m starting to feel lust.

Calm down. I can’t ruin Yuki’s affection, and above all, there’s no way she’s heavy or that I’d feel that.

Emotions swirl, but first, I need to answer her.

“…No, absolutely not heavy.”

My words might be too blunt, lacking finesse, but Yuki gives me a soft, healing smile, different from her usual beaming grin.

Could I actually talk normally with a girl on my lap? It’s scary, but with Yuki trusting her body to me, I can’t just say that.

“Shun-nii, being together like this makes me so, so happy.”

Sitting on my not-exactly-comfortable thighs, she speaks as if savoring it. As she swings her legs, half of her beautiful legs peek from her yukata, amplifying my heart’s doki doki.

Her words are the most important, and I need to keep reminding myself of that.

“I’m always asking for kisses, and you always give them to me, Shun-nii. Even when we’re alone like this, I cling so much. These past few months, I’ve been so spoiled, but you never say you hate it or find me annoying.”

Looking back, her eyes soften as she talks about us, then she adds, “So sometimes, I worry a bit if you’re forcing yourself,” her gaze shifting slightly.

“…No, I’m fine.”

My sister, worrying about me while staying so close—am I even responding properly?

“…It’s just, I haven’t talked much with you before. You’ve always been so bright, but I haven’t been able to match that.”

The me from before last year, the Shun Sato I don’t know, I can only piece together from clues. Still, due to this world’s unique circumstances, we likely didn’t talk much.

I can’t blame anyone for that now. All I can do is fulfill Yuki’s wishes in this moment, as she’s always thought of me.

“Hehe, I’m fine too! I kinda get that boys have a lot of tough stuff—not everything, but I try. And you’ve been working hard to overcome it, Shun-nii.”

Yuki sees my maybe-trivial efforts as something big.

“There’s still a lot I don’t understand, but since you’ve started sharing your worries, I think I can help you too!”

Maybe all I do is get helped by her.

“But even more, you’ve spent so much time with me, said so many happy things, and looked at me a lot. You make Asagi-san, Maki-san, Yukari-neechan, and everyone smile. That Shun-nii is so cool! ♡”

Cool—a word I don’t think fits me.

Still, it makes me happy that Yuki thinks so. The thought that I might be a brother worthy of her belief risks making me arrogant.

“…Thanks, Yuki.”

At my thanks, Yuki goes, “Mufufu! ♡” with a laugh, then stands, turning to face me.

Her expression looks happy, I think. The idea that I caused it feels grandiose.

“Shun-nii, you’re so cool, and being with you makes me want to be proper, but I end up all floaty.”

Saying that, she reaches out to me from the front while I’m seated. Her body gets closer until we’re fully pressed together, face-to-face.

With her weight lightly on me, her yukata-clad body is completely against mine. It’s not just my heart’s doki doki—it’s a position that accelerates sexual excitement.

“Sorry for hugging you like that.”

But if that’s what Yuki wants…

“…No, I want you to do what you want.”

There’s no way I’d refuse.

“And, um, when I’m anxious, your smile always saves me. It’s pathetic, maybe, but without you, I’d have no composure.”

These past few months, I’ve leaned on Yuki, who I’ve spent the most time with. I’m not confident I’ve been a proper brother.

Yet she says, “Shun-nii, I’d never think you’re pathetic.”

“And if I can make your worries go away, I’d feel so happy knowing I did good as your sister! ♡”

“…Sorry, Yuki.”

“Hehe, I’m always doki doki being with you, Shun-nii! So I want you to show me your selfish side too! ♡”

As I apologize, Yuki soaks me with kind words, her smile unwavering.

“…Is that okay?”

“Yup, as much as you want!”

She’s a girl who keeps filling my heart with sweetness.

“But when you say kind things, I might get even more selfish with you, Shun-nii.”

Even her slightly mischievous words don’t change my feelings.

“…I’ll always accept your selfishness.”

I might still be passive, but…

“Ehehe, that’s so kind, I love it! ♡”

Her genuine smile, born from her eyes, and her words make my heart leap, unchanging.

“Shun-nii, I wanna talk a ton, but also…”

Hugging me while I’m seated, she pulls back slightly, capturing my gaze again.

“I wanna cling to you lots and do all sorts of things with you.”

Saying that, she grins and slowly presses her lips to mine.

Her small, soft lips, with that plump, girlish puru puru feel, instantly scramble my heart, wrecking it. Her arms wrap around my shoulders, a perfect kissing posture.

I almost close my eyes to savor it, but she pulls away, throwing words at me.

“…That was a longer kiss than usual.”

My thoughts shatter, overwhelmed by sweetness, unsure what’s right.

“But I wanna feel you more and more.”

Blushing, Yuki looks at me and giggles, “…Fufu! ♡”

“Shun-nii, are you doki doki because of me?”

Cuteness, a hint of devilishness, boldness—so many things, but…

“I think I’ll be doki doki for you forever, Shun-nii. Being like this, I can’t think of anything but you.”

Her straightforward affection has me completely smitten.

“…I’m always doki doki for you, Yuki. Being this close, I’m thinking all sorts of things.”

“Ehehe! ♡ I’m clinging to you so much, but it’s still not enough! ♡”

When I confess my feelings, she returns them overflowing.

“…Hey, Shun-nii, let’s go to the futon? It’s easier to cling there!”

Cute yet intensely alluring, a sexual invitation. Her big, round eyes seem slightly teary, or so I think.

My heart’s baku baku, scared I’ll lose it right here. My pure sister wants to be close, and it’s right in front of me.

The word “sex” hasn’t been said, but past acts come to mind, and my honest lower body surges with blood. I’m not 100% sure I’m worthy of her.

Still…

“…Yeah, I wanna do that with you, Yuki.”

“Hehe! ♡ Our opinions are unanimous! ♡”

Still, I want to touch her, to be with her.

※

Among the futons laid out during dinner, Yuki dives into one, saying, “I’ll take this one!”

“Shun-nii, the futon’s so fluffy! Our bed’s nice, but this is great too!”

So naturally, she invites me to the same futon. It feels like sibling bonding, that’s the vibe.

I can’t control what atmosphere forms. Keeping that in mind, I slowly sit near her.

“…It’s nice, yeah.”

“Hehe, right?”

The futon, and this mood, I feel that way about both.

Yuki, beaming, reaches out and leans into me, not giving me time to hesitate. Hugging me tightly with a gyuu, the shampoo scent tickles my nose, and my emotions unravel.

“…But your hugs are nice too, Shun-nii! ♡”

Sitting on the futon, we embrace, and she asks, “Can I kiss you again?” She doesn’t need to keep checking my feelings.

Her sweet words pull out my desires.

“Yeah, I wanna kiss you too, Yuki.”

“Yay! ♡”

No one can stop us now, and our lips meet more easily than before.

Even after feeling her lips earlier, the situation makes it feel more lascivious. Her slender arms around my back, as if refusing to let go, make me almost arrogant.

I’m sealing this cute girl’s lips. It might be ugly, but I can’t even consider letting another man have her.

“Puha, hehe, Shun-nii… I’m getting so crazy…”

Pulling away, Yuki catches her breath, mouth slightly open. Her expression hardens my chinpo, and my desire for my sister doesn’t stop.

Even with her youth, she’s undeniably a radiant beauty, dazedly gazing at me. Her expression is unfairly cute and erotic.

“We kiss all the time, but it feels different… Maybe ‘cause we’re on a futon?”

She’s thinking the same thing I am.

“I’m remembering when we did etchi stuff, Shun-nii.”

Doing etchi stuff—our sex on her birthday. I understand it in my head.

“…Yeah, me too.”

Is this reply okay? Could I say something better? My ability to form words is weakening.

“Hehe, when you took my first time, Shun-nii… I was a bit in pain, maybe, but your kiss made it all melt away.”

Recalling it lovingly, Yuki’s clearly a girl thinking of sex. That fact is undeniable.

She shifts her gaze from my face to my lower body.

“…Back then, you kept looking at me, Shun-nii, your ochinchin hard the whole time.”

Fully focused on my manhood, she hugs me again. I find it so natural, so comforting.

“Today too, your ochinchin’s been hard all along, right? Ehehe, I kept thinking you’re excited again… ♡”

She knows my lower body’s been pressing against her, recognizing it as an erection. My body trembles, but she, still hugging, says happily,

“Even on the chair, no, even in the bath when our legs were side by side, it was always big! ♡ In the bath, I thought maybe Yukari-neechan made you hard, but since earlier, it’s just me… It’s really okay for it to be me, right? ♡”

She saw everything, yet expresses genuine joy. Stepping closer, our yukatas press together, my erection fully against her stomach.

“…Sorry, I’ve been excited by you this whole time, Yuki.”

An easy erection for my sister should be seen as gross.

“You don’t need to say sorry.”

She instantly denies my apology.

“Good, I was a bit worried if you’d get excited by me, since I’m not as grown as Neechan, Maki-san, or Asagi-san!”

Her still-developing body, full of girlish charm, I know well. Not being excited by her is impossible.

“Talking with Asagi-san and Maki-san, I didn’t get details, but I kinda know you like touching boobs. So I was anxious if my small ones were okay.”

What talks she’s had with them—my mind can’t linger on that.

“But from the first time, and now getting hard like this, I might wanna see you, Shun-nii… Fufu! ♡”

If I accept her words, I’ll show her my chinpo. That’s likely the final line, the last barricade.

“Shun-nii… Do you ever get tired of me wanting kisses and stuff like this so quickly?”

But my barricade is flimsy. Before Yuki’s “selfishness,” it’s useless.

“…If you wanna see, it might be, um, dirty, but…”

“Come on, I know your ochinchin is cool, just like you, Shun-nii.”

She overwrites my emotions with her colors, gentle and sexual.

“You make everyone happy, my favorite Shun-nii… The ochinchin that took my first time! ♡”

My anxiety about showing something dirty, she crushes repeatedly.

Her sweet emotions hit me, and my erection mercilessly pushes up my underwear and yukata.

“…Mufufu, so, Shun-nii.”

Grinning, never breaking eye contact, what we’ll do is clear.

“If you’re excited, let’s do etchi stuff?”

My trembling chinpo expects sex with my sister—I’m just a brother weak to lust. Yet her gaze remains free of disappointment.

“…I wanna do it with you too, Yuki.”

So I embrace the same feelings as her.

Chapter 129: Brother and Sister, Undressing Each Other ☆

“…One more kiss?”

Yuki’s affection, like in daily life, starts with kisses. On the futon, they’re even more frequent.

Lip-to-lip kisses, her kisses on my cheeks, and ones diving into my neck.

They all excite me. When she says, “Shun-nii, I want you to kiss my cheek,” I boldly press my lips to her soft cheek.

Like she did, I kiss for about three seconds, checking if it’s okay. A kiss that makes me want to believe she forgives me. When I pull away, her joyful expression bursts—a kiss like that.

“…I really love this! ♡”

Her cute voice only heightens my doki doki and my chinpo’s hardness. It’s practically sex already. Honestly, I’m insanely aroused, my gusoku raging under the yukata.

I’m weak to kissing. A girl letting me kiss her stirs my emotions endlessly.

“We’re doing all kinds of kisses, huh, Shun-nii?”

Her words make me flinch. “…Yeah,” I reply, but she might sense my nervousness.

“Doki doki?”

“…Doki doki. You’re so cute, always.”

“Then I’m doki doki ‘cause you’re so cool, Shun-nii! ♡”

My plain feelings get her sweet reply. I can’t match her words.

“And you’ve been hard this whole time, Shun-nii.”

During kisses, she occasionally glanced at my lower body, now speaking with a happy, provocative tone.

“…Can I take off your yukata?”

Leaning forward, she asks. Knowing my erection will be seen, I can’t refuse. I’ve never been undressed like this.

I nod slightly, and she says, “Thanks! ♡” My sister, seeing and rejoicing in my feelings, reaches for my obi.

“Even for guys, the knot’s the same, huh? Well, duh.”

A bit playfully but surely, she unties it. Ticklish, I watch my yukata open, revealing a white undershirt and gray boxers.

“This look feels super erotic,” she says, making me conscious of it. In this world, my sloppy attire is sexual.

“And, yup, it’s really tenting… Your… ♡”

The bulge in my boxers is obvious. As my erection becomes clear, she slowly hugs me.

“Nihehe, I’m gonna see all of you, Shun-nii… Your special place! ♡”

Rubbing against my chest, she sunsun sniffs me, a common act of hers.

“…I love your smell, Shun-nii.”

Her whisper in my ear is crystal clear.

“Whenever you come back, I hug you and sniff, but I get doki doki every time.”

Indeed, after dates, she always does this. I was doki doki, and now she tells me she was too.

“‘Shun-nii’s probably doing all sorts of stuff with Asagi-san,’ I think, and I feel it! It’s weird, maybe.”

She adds that, but I’d never think it’s weird.

“…It’s not weird, and it excites me, but… Sorry, Yuki, I’m always with other girls…”

“No, you absolutely can’t hold back. They’re older, cute, and have great figures, but you hug me like this—it’s so happy! ♡”

Now she crushes my anxiety.

“…I hope you connect with lots of people, do etchi stuff, and never feel lonely. Even me, the most stunted, you choose me, and it makes me so happy!”

Stunted? No way.

“Yuki, you’re so attractive, and your body… I think it’s erotic…!”

Too blunt, words I shouldn’t say to my sister, but to deny hers, I blurt them out while hugging.

“…You always cling to me, and in light clothes, I see things, so I’m always doki doki, looking away…!”

She’s insanely cute, with her growing chest, butt, thighs unguarded around me. I’ve stared, unable to resist.

“Ehehe, Shun-nii… ♡”

Despite my words, she pulls away, showing a blooming smile.

“You can look at me as much as you want, Shun-nii… ♡”

Spreading her arms, waiting, she keeps her gaze on me.

“Being told that, I get selfish, wanting you to look at me.”

Her happy smile, in a yukata, feels lascivious.

“And it’s not fair if I only undress you. If you wanna look, I want you to always look, so…”

“I’d be happy if you undressed me too, Shun-nii… ♡”

Her loosely tied yukata— intentional or not, I can’t tell. My thoughts melt, and I can only nod.

At this point, I can’t ask again.

“…Yeah, I’ll undress you.”

Her expectant gaze stays on me. I move closer, reaching for her obi.

Her loose chest—will I see her underwear? But I feel something off. Where fabric should be, only smooth skin shows.

As I untie the obi, her front opens, revealing her chest and stomach. But not just that—something I thought hidden appears.

“…Shun-nii, my boobs aren’t big, so I thought no bra with the yukata. But if you’re looking, maybe it’s good… ♡”

Yes, opening her yukata, nothing covers her small chest. After the family bath, she was braless in her yukata, I realize.

“…Sorry if I should’ve worn underwear.”

“N-No, it’s fine, but…”

To ease her unnecessary worry, I deny it. But my next words are stupidly honest.

“I’m insanely excited…!”

My chinpo twitches through my boxers. I might think the pants are in the way, risking a runaway if I’m not careful.

I must calm down, but her “Then good! ♡” and our eyes meeting—her nipples peeking, yukata not fully off—overwhelm me.

“I want you to undress me, Shun-nii… ♡”

Filled with love for her, I reach for her neckline, baring her shoulders.

From shoulders to arms, her whole chest is exposed. Her slightly budding, cute breasts, pink nipples—I’m instantly captivated.

Seeing them before, I confirm their eroticism. She calls herself stunted, but to me, her body’s already that of an erotic girl.

“Nihehe, you’re looking, Shun-nii!”

My gaze is obvious to her. I blurt, “S-Sorry!” but she shakes her head, giving me a sweet smile.

“You praised my body before, and now you’re looking so much. Right now, you’re super erotic, Shun-nii! ♡”

In just panties, she alternates between my face and crotch. It makes me think of what’s next.

But I need to say it properly.

“…Your chest, your skin, I think they’re so… erotic.”

My words make her smile softly again. Then she dives at me, hugging me.

“…Shun-nii! ♡”

Through my thin shirt, her breasts press funi funi. Each nipple rub makes me feel it, and her soft “N!” moan is fatal.

“Can I undress you all the way, Shun-nii…?”

Another confirmation from my sister, I’ve lost count. I want to affirm all her requests, always.

“Yeah, please, Yuki…”

“Yup, you asked! ♡ Okay, I’m undressing you, Shun-nii!”

Hearing her voice, my rationality crumbles. Her desires easily break my common sense.

Yukata and thin T-shirt off, we’re both in just underwear. Despite the clear difference in allure, she gazes at me lovingly.

My boxers come off first. It’s inevitable, and I’m ready, stretching my legs to make it easier. She picks up on that.

“…I’m seeing your ochinchin again, Shun-nii.”

Carefully, slowly pulling down my boxers, my chinpo is tugged. Finally, the grotesque rod appears before her.

“…As expected, yours, Shun-nii, haaa… ♡”

Grotesque, yet she doesn’t flinch. My impatient chinpo, leaking precum, is clearly excited by the half-naked beauty. There’s no reason it wouldn’t be.

Fully naked, she stares at me, her face flushed.

“Shun-nii, what do I do… Seeing yours, I’m getting all hot… ♡”

Another hug, I’ve lost count.

“Shun-nii, am I just wanting to do etchi with you…? I thought I wanted you to feel safe, but I’m being so selfish…”

Her breathing quickens, likely anxious. I think so, and even if wrong, my words are set.

“…Yuki, you’re absolutely not selfish…! Even if you think that, I definitely want to make it happen…!”

Careful not to jumble my words, I speak with firm emotion into her ear. My voice so close shouldn’t be pleasant.

It shouldn’t be, yet…

“Shun-nii… Thanks… ♡”

Eyes slightly teary but smiling, she kisses me again. Despite my lust, my small feelings, she always cherishes them.

“N, nn, puha, Shun-nii, hehe, I won’t hold back anymore, please forgive me… ♡”

I nod, of course.

“I wanna do etchi with you again, Shun-nii… Connect with you… Nihehe, I wanna have sex with my favorite Shun-nii! ♡”

I want her to keep smiling, but her unabashed body makes my chinpo react endlessly.

“So, I want you to undress me again, Shun-nii! Then we can touch all over and do etchi! ♡”

With me naked, only her panties remain. Understanding this, lightly hugging, I look at her lower body.

“…I’m asking, okay?”

“Yeah, I wanna see you again, Yuki.”

Hearing me, she softens her cheeks, pulls away, and stretches her legs like I did, making it easy to remove her panties.

※

As my hand reaches her lower body, she looks at me lovingly. My hands might tremble, but I can’t be rough.

“Undressing you, okay.”

Nodding with innocent yet flushed cheeks, she entrusts herself to me. I hook her panties and slide them down.

I try to be mindless until they’re off her legs. Still, her secret place, visible midway, overlaps with my first memory, making my spine tingle.

“Shun-nii, um, it wasn’t there before, but it’s starting to get a bit hairy.”

Her words fuel my excitement. Last time it was completely smooth, but now, faint hair lines her slit.

“I wasn’t thinking of showing you until yesterday. Do you prefer it like this, Shun-nii?”

Her openness about her pubic hair makes my chinpo harden shamefully. It’s a delicate matter, yet she asks my preference, both erotic and caring.

“…Um, seeing you grow, like becoming an adult, excites me as is, but if you think it’s in the way, it’s fine to remove.”

“Then keeping it excites you more, right? I’ll leave it.”

Hearing me, she sits up, bringing her face close.

“I wanna choose what excites you, Shun-nii… ♡”

She kisses me naturally. How many kisses in this time alone?

“I’ll probably ask a lot, but I want your honest feelings, Shun-nii! That’s my selfishness!”

It’s not selfish, only kindness. Everything she says melts my heart and increases my precum.

“…Yuki, really, thanks. Even if I say weird stuff.”

“No, all your words are my doki doki! ♡ Tell me what you think of me always, and I’ll… ask you more!”

Gauging my reactions, her sweet feelings grow bolder.

“I want you to touch me lots, Shun-nii… It might not feel like much, but touch my body wherever you want… ♡”

Fully naked, arms spread, she’s completely open. It’s a dangerously erotic proposal, risking my lust exploding.

I mustn’t be rough or hurt her, but my desire to touch is unstoppable. I’m just lusting after her naked body.

“Oh, if it’s okay, I’d love to touch you while kissing you, Shun-nii… Is that bad?”

No way it’s bad—it’s perfect for me. I should be asking, but I’m already swept into her pace.

“…Yuki, that’d make me super excited…”

At least I need to share my feelings, but my words sound creepy.

“Nihihi, then we’ll both be excited! ♡”

Saying that, she thrusts out her chest, posing invitingly. Her grinning, waiting figure—my last thread of restraint is nearly cut.

Chapter 130: Brother and Sister, Connected and Overflowing ☆

My painfully erect dick, impossible to hide any longer, drives me to reach for Yuki’s right breast. Despite my lustful state, she keeps meeting my gaze unwaveringly.

The moment I feel the muni softness, she lets out an “N!” and looks up at me, her expression scrambling my emotions into chaos.

“Haa, Shun-nii, you’re touching me… ♡”

As I knead her soft, growing breasts, drowning in their sensation, Yuki closes the distance again. We start kissing once more, surrendering to our rekindled desire.

“N, Shun-nii, nn, n!”

At first, our lips merely meet, and that alone sends me into a frenzy of excitement. But before I know it, our tongues intertwine. The saliva we exchange, tasteless by nature, feels sweet in this second deep kiss, following our first.

My left hand naturally slides to her back, pulling her closer for the kiss. The thought that doing this without a word might be creepy is swept away in an instant by a wave of lust.

Her breasts, modest in size, shift shape under my hand’s movements. The feel of her nipples against my palm. All of it fuels the production of semen. If I let my guard down, I might ejaculate without even being touched, so intense is my arousal.

“N, nn, ha, haa, Shun-nii… Haa, this is, it’s driving me crazy… Kissing you, I really, love it… ♡”

Pulling her lips and body away briefly, Yuki maintains her smile, but her expression grows increasingly dazed. Even as my sister, she exudes undeniable eroticism in this moment, a truth only I fully grasp.

“…Hey, Shun-nii, I love this position, but… I want you to hold me tight from behind, kiss me, and touch me… ♡”

Yuki’s increasingly lascivious display threatens to make me overconfident, pulling my desire without restraint.

“It’s selfish, but if you forgive me, I’d be so happy… ♡”

But I mustn’t get carried away. For my sister to seek my forgiveness is something that shouldn’t happen.

“Yuki, I’ll always accept your wishes… And I want that too, so it’s not selfish!”

If her desires align with my lust, I must embrace them fully, responding while looking at her properly. Even if I’m a flawed brother, I have to do at least that much right.

Our words and her expression signal the shift to a position where I support her from behind. Both of us naked, my dick presses directly against her butt and waist.

Her beautiful skin, a girl’s perfect body—I’m unleashing my desire on it.

“Your dick is so hot, Shun-nii, I can feel everything when it’s pressed like this… Nihihi, with my breasts…”

Nestled in my arms, she turns to meet my gaze.

“Touch them again, get excited… You’re so erotic like this, Shun-nii! ♡”

Not mocking but delighted, as if finding something wonderful, she presses her lips to mine.

“N, nn! ♡ Fuu, nnn, nmu, n, nn! ♡”

Her delicate, puru puru tongue fills my mouth in an instant, reigniting my desire. As she kisses me while turning, I return to kneading her breasts.

With this position, both hands free, I savor both breasts and their perfect pink nipples. Her moans, unresisting, make me overconfident.

“Nn! ♡ Ah, fufu, Shun-nii, I love that face! ♡”

A lascivious, immoral, yet bliss-filled time. Even when our faces part briefly, her direct words fill the gaps.

When kissing resumes, it feels like she’s taking all my saliva. The softness of her breasts, her body twitching when I touch her nipples—every element urges my ejaculation.

“N, Shun-nii… Nmu, more, chuu! ♡”

Her earnest tongue, eyes narrowed as we kiss, pushes my ejaculation threshold to its limit.

A long kiss with this youthful beauty makes my dick go wild. Ejaculating without touch would mark me as hopelessly premature.

I’m barely holding on, but stopping our kiss forcibly—wouldn’t that sadden her? I don’t think I’m worth that much, but ending what she wants is unthinkable.

“Puha, Shun-nii, haa, your dick, it’s so twitchy… ♡”

But when she pauses the kiss, looking at me joyfully, she sees right through me.

Checking my dick, I see precum dripping, even staining her futon sheet. It’s obvious I’m on the verge of ejaculating.

“N, you’re really doki doki, huh?”

She says that, but being this close to ejaculation must be pathetic.

“Y-Yeah, but sorry, it’s dripping on the sheet, where you’ll sleep…”

“…Fufu, you don’t need to worry about that, so kind! ♡”

She doesn’t scold my leaking desire at all.

“…Hmm, a sheet with your stuff would excite me so much I couldn’t sleep, but yeah, cumming on it might bother the inn staff. I could apologize, but, hehe, if we’re doing this…”

Her wildly erotic idea nearly sends semen rushing, but I hold back. Making her sleep on a dirty sheet is wrong, yet she speaks of it as something joyful.

Kissing my lips lightly, she hugs me from the front. My dick presses against her stomach, right where her womb is, a depraved thought.

“Shun-nii, I’m gonna be selfish again.”

She shows me that unbearably cute smile again.

“Y-Yeah, you don’t need to hold back…!”

That expression has saved me countless times, so I reply in a high-pitched voice.

“Nihihi! ♡ Hey, Shun-nii, your precious semen, can I decide where it goes?”

Her provocative words, letting her choose where I ejaculate, thrust desire into my dick.

I’d never refuse her feelings. Unsure what’s coming, I nod.

“Your face, I love it, Shun-nii… ♡”

She kisses me again. It’s a huge act I shouldn’t take for granted.

“I don’t want to dirty the futon… No, I want it. I want your dick inside my pussy… ♡”

Pointing to her pussy, with its budding hair, her gesture makes my heart leap.

“When you came inside me the first time, I was all fuzzy, but your face, it made me so doki doki. It might be sudden, but this is my last selfish request… ♡”

She begs for raw insertion, calling it her final selfishness.

That shouldn’t be.

“It doesn’t have to be the last. You can be selfish, ask for anything, as many times as you want…!”

My true feelings.

“But I’m the one who wants to feel good inside your pussy, so I should be asking…!”

I unleash my hopeless desire on her.

“I’m being selfish, not sure if I’m a good brother, but I want to feel good with you, over and over…!”

“…Shun-nii!”

The slight distance between us closes in an instant.

“That’s unfair! ♡ I’m so selfish, trying not to burden you, but you want etchi with me over and over…”

My dick, rubbed against her stomach, is near its limit. But I can’t ejaculate here.

“You treat me so preciously, always looking at me, kissing me. I don’t know what to do, but I want to be closer… ♡”

Her sweetness and body press against me. One wrong move, and I might slip inside, so I tense my lower body.

“Yuki, no, I’m gonna cum…!”

I let out a pathetic cry. She gasps, “Ah!” and pulls back slightly.

“Ugh, sorry, Shun-nii, I almost got carried away again.”

Catching her breath, she seems to think her actions were wrong.

“…It’s not that. The sudden stimulation just surprised me.”

“…Thanks. Haaa… I almost pounced on you before, and now I can only see you. I gotta be careful.”

Exhaling, “Fuu,” she approaches again.

“Don’t worry about being a good brother. You’re the only Shun-nii I need.”

Her gaze pierces me, and her next words overflow.

“Once more, I want to feel good together. I’m asking you.”

Checking my expression after asking, she smiles. Then, she lifts her body slightly. Surely, unmistakably, she’s positioning to straddle my dick.

“Be careful, if it’s too fast, it might hurt you, Yuki…!”

I shout, recalling how tight her pussy was during her first time. Our size difference means even a second time could be risky if forced.

“…You’re so kind again, Shun-nii.”

Kissing my cheek lightly, she doesn’t stop touching my dick gently, guiding it to her pussy.

“But if you’re okay, I won’t feel pain with your dick, Shun-nii! I feel like I can do anything with you now, so don’t worry about me! ♡”

She trusts me, wants sex, and is ready to overcome pain. I’m overwhelmed by her emotions.

“Th-Thanks, Yuki, but don’t push yourself…”

“…Got it! ♡”

Smiling happily, yet lasciviously, she lowers herself onto my dick. Our first time was missionary; this position is new for her and could be tight.

“Nn, fuu, ah, it’s going in, Shun-nii’s…!”

Yet, as she sinks down close to me, her face twists only briefly. I had no chance to check if she was okay.

The nyurun sensation of entering her confirms the insertion. A girl’s pussy is a crucible of pleasure, no matter how many times I experience it.

“Fuhehe, it doesn’t go all the way in, but your big one’s reaching my deepest part… ♡”

A bit of my shaft remains, but her pussy, taking me to her limit, is indeed tight. For me, on the edge of ejaculation, it’s like constant gripping, maxing out my endurance.

“Ugh, Yuki, it feels good…”

My lower body feels consumed, and a gross moan escapes.

Face-to-face sex, sinking into her pussy, amplifies my desire insanely. Her insides, looser than her first time, are a girl’s pleasure-giving place.

“Ehehe, good then! ♡ I’m, n, haa, all fuzzy, feeling etchi… ♡”

Exhaling with a smile, despite being younger, I’m the one unable to resist the pleasure.

“With you, with you again, we’re having sex… N, let’s chuu! ♡”

And her melting kiss.

Looking at me with teary eyes, eagerly taking my saliva, she tightens her pussy further. Despite our size difference, possibly strained by my dick, she sees it as pure happiness. At least, I think so.

“N, nn, fuu! ♡ Shun-nii… ♡”

No good, I can’t take it—my thoughts explode. My dick was already past its limit from her affection, and I’d only held out for insertion through sheer will.

Her pussy’s movements push my rod to release white fluid in an instant. Don’t cum, I haven’t done anything for her—my crumbling emotions barely hold on.

But my dick can’t stay calm.

“Nn! ♡ N, fuu! ♡”

Yuki lifts her hips slightly, then buries me inside again. It should be tight, but she stimulates my dick while kissing me.

Not pistoning, just rubbing my dick inside to confirm it, yet I, who’d been enduring, can’t hold out.

“N, Yuki, no, ugh, I’m cumming…!”

Unable to endure, my tip surrenders easily.

“Nn, it’s coming! ♡”

The byuru byuru sensation of release hits as my pent-up semen slams into her deepest parts.

“Nn! ♡ N, nn! ♡ Fuu! ♡ Nmu, Shun-nii’s, cumming… N! ♡”

Despite my pathetic, immediate ejaculation, she keeps kissing me. The immoral act of cumming inside my sister is forgiven by her alone.

My dick, pumping doku doku semen, is gripped tightly by her pussy as if refusing to let go. My semen, my shameful desire, is fully absorbed into her body.

Even so, her tongue keeps entwining, and she hugs me tighter.

“Yuki, ugh, c-cumming, ah…”

Words like “everything” slip out. It feels so good. Such reckless ejaculation.

She accepts it with her small body, even wrapping her legs around my waist. Ejaculating so quickly, yet she forgives me and acts erotically.

“Shun-nii… ♡”

Calling my name with her tongue, semen starts pooling again. Even mid-ejaculation, her overwhelming emotions ensure my dick won’t soften.