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

Chapter 84: Aftercare and Reporting Time

By the time we returned to Yuki’s room, the clock was nearing midnight. Seeing it, Yuki showed a hint of loneliness but thanked me.

“Thanks, Shun-nii. You made my birthday so happy,” she said, clinging to my arm even as we moved from the bathroom, her grip tightening. Now, sitting on her bed, we’re still in the same position.

“Of course, Mom and Yukari-neechan have always been so kind… but you celebrating with me, making my heart race, it’s making my happiness grow, ehehe,” she added.

In truth, I’ve monopolized her birthday, which should’ve been celebrated by Mom, Yukari-san, or her classmates. Yet, Yuki’s been joyfully close to me. I realize I barely celebrated her birthdays before, unbelievable for such a charming girl.

“…Oh, midnight,” she said, glancing at the clock, noting the date change. With a sigh-like “Aah,” she turned to me.

“If my birthday lasted forever, I could keep asking for greedy things… but it’s over, kinda lonely,” she said, loosening our closeness for the first time. Feeling reluctant, I recognize my selfish possessiveness.

But Yuki apologized first. “…Sorry, Shun-nii, saying stuff like that. You treated me so preciously… I might be getting carried away.”

She’s not carried away; I’m the one arrogantly drowning in her kindness. Before I could say so, she slowly stood, reaching for her desk.

“But my birthday’s over, and you gave me this gift… so I gotta study hard for our next date!” she said, pulling the pendant I gave her close, holding it dearly while looking at me.

Her studying to join my high school is truly appreciated. But I won’t wait solely for her this year; I have other precious lovers I can’t neglect.

“Shun-nii… thanks so much for today! Rest well, okay?” she said, still caring for me despite the late hour. My desire to cherish her doesn’t waver.

“Y-Yuki… I-I…” I stammered, selfishly wanting to extend our time, not letting the date change end it. “If you’re okay… I-I wanna talk more… keep your birthday going… i-if you don’t mind…”

She might be tired or satisfied, wanting me to leave. I’m clinging to our time. Despite being with other girls, I want to continue if she enjoys it, taking her wish to extend her birthday literally.

If she truly wants me to leave, I’m entirely at fault, and I won’t force her. But if she desires this, I want to accept it.

Beside me, she hesitated, then looked up. “…Shun-nii, is that okay?”

Her gaze held no hidden motives, so I nodded emphatically, spilling my feelings. “I-If you want it… I-I wish your birthday didn’t end either…”

I’m echoing her words, not cool or deserving to say them.

“Being told that… makes me want one last greedy request…?” she said cautiously, grabbing my hand, confirming, “My birthday’s over, is it really okay?”

I nodded repeatedly. She made her final request. “Then… until I fall asleep, stay by my side… maybe lie down together… you can leave once I’m asleep, is that okay?”

My heart raced, her sweet words melting me, surely reddening my face. I nodded, and she said, “…Thanks,” kissing my cheek lightly. Lying on the bed, she pulled me gently, aligning us side by side.

It was a warm night, no blanket needed. Our bodies were close, nearly touching, only our hands joined. Her post-bath warmth and smooth skin reminded me she’s a real girl.

“Thanks, Shun-nii! I gotta work hard,” she said, lying sideways, smiling mischievously. “You spending time with me, being so close… I’ll study hard, get good grades, and join your high school for sure.”

“But not just that… I wanna be praised by you, indulge in you… if you give me rewards for my efforts, I’d be so happy… nihehe ♡,” she added.

I might take her words conveniently, but whether erotic or not, these heart-pounding moments reshape my heart positively.

“And… I want you to be happy from tomorrow on. Gain energy from everyone, connect with them… but talk lots with me too, okay?” she said, allowing my happiness. Having such a girl so close is so warm.

“T-Thanks, Yuki…” I replied. She gripped my hand tightly, smiling, talking a bit, but growing sleepy, her words fading.

“…Shun-nii… I love you… ehehe…” she murmured, eyes closing, grip weakening as she fell asleep.

Her peaceful, angelic sleeping face made me feel blessed to witness it, despite my unworthiness.

“…I… love you too…” I whispered, only able when she couldn’t hear, a cowardly man. Unable to leave her side, I gazed at her until sleep took me.

When I woke, light streamed through the curtain gaps. It’s Saturday, no rush, but Yuki slept soundly beside me. I’d stayed all night, breaking her “leave after I sleep” request.

Her sleeping face remained adorable, like Asagi-san’s and Maki-san’s—girls’ defenseless expressions purify my heart, even without lust.

As I wondered if I should slip out, Yuki stirred slightly. It wasn’t much, but my reaction shook the bed.

“Nn… Shun-nii…?” she said, surprised, then saw the clock. “…You stayed…” she murmured, smiling.

“Ehehe, morning, Shun-nii!” she said, her smile dazzling like the sun. Stammering, I could only say, “M-Morning, Yuki…”

We headed to the living room via the bathroom. Around 8 AM, Mom was up, reading the newspaper on the sofa.

“Morning, you two. Fufu, Yuki, did you have fun yesterday?” she asked. Did she know what happened? Unsure if I should ask, I heard Yuki say, “Yeah! I was so happy!”

Mom watched us calmly, inviting us to the breakfast table. Yuki didn’t mention sex but excitedly shared our promise. “…So, if I score well on tests or mocks, I’ll date Shun-nii!”

I felt it wasn’t something siblings should say before Mom, but in this world, this family, it’s affirmed.

“Fufu, then you gotta study hard, Yuki. Your last test ranking was great, so aim higher,” Mom said.

Yuki replied cheerfully, “Yeah! I’ll hit math hard in my room today!” Her last test was her highest rank ever.

“Come down when you’re hungry for lunch. Shun-kun, you’re home today, right?” Mom asked.

Startled by the sudden question, I managed to stammer, “Y-Yeah, I was thinking of doing homework or reviewing…” Even such simple communication isn’t easy for me.

“Then take breaks when you need, Shun-kun. Don’t overdo it, both of you. Especially you, Yuki, I’m glad you’re motivated, but don’t push too hard,” Mom said with a smile. Without Yukari-san today, this felt like our family’s weekend shape—a gentle atmosphere I longed for but thought unattainable.

Breakfast ended with Yuki’s cheerful “Thanks for the meal!” After clearing dishes, she declared she’d study and left the living room, but paused, approaching me as I sat.

Amid Mom’s “Ara ara,” Yuki’s lips brushed my cheek—a surprise attack. She stepped back, blushing slightly, then said energetically, “I’m off to study!” and left for her room.

“Fufu, she looks so happy,” Mom said, making my face burn red. In a reflective tone, she continued, “I shouldn’t meddle too much, but seeing you and Yuki get close is the best.”

Our closeness carries layers of meaning. After that scene, Mom likely knows it’s more than family love. She added, “You said you see Yuki as a girl, right? The old you would’ve hated that… but now, you must be deeply bonded.”

“Of course, Yukari-chan and I have good relationships with Yuki, but siblings so close in age forming a deep bond is her happiness. And not just Yuki—other girls are waiting for you too, right?” Mom said, walking to my side, crouching slightly, smiling with a “fufu.”

“You being close with so many girls… I worry you’re forcing yourself. But if you’re okay, make them happy. Live smiling, all of you. If you’re anxious, rely on me,” she said gently, her words piercing my heart.

I doubt I can make girls happy with no wealth, looks, or charm. But if Mom and others believe in me, I must try. I haven’t met anyone who’d mock or abandon me for failing—not yet.

Over the weekend, I stayed home, studying or relaxing in the living room, time passing calmly. Yuki studied in her room Saturday and went to cram school Sunday. We talked during meals or in the living room before baths, her saying, “I’m bursting with motivation!”

Separately, Yuki visited my room briefly before bed, sharing her study progress. I could only say, “Y-You worked hard!” Yet she smiled, “Ehehe, thanks!” and kissed my cheek.

She kissed me repeatedly—Saturday, Sunday, even Monday morning. Before school, at the door, her lips’ touch made my heart race, her smile like a legal drug, leaving me anxious about my mental state.

Monday lunch break, on the school rooftop, I nervously reported to Asagi-san and Maki-san about being with Yuki and our future date plans. They listened without anger, though a lover sleeping with his sister deserves a punch. Asagi-san smiled happily, Maki-san shyly, accepting my words.

“No need to feel guilty, Shun-kun! We just want you and Yuki-chan to be happy, right?” Asagi-san said, Maki-san nodding. Their kind words are precious, but boldly reporting my time with other girls is impossible for me.

Hiding it from them, who encouraged my feelings for Yuki, would make me a coward.

“Still, Yuki-chan’s amazing, holding back for exams while caring for you… I respect her,” Maki-san said admiringly. But she and Asagi-san always care for me, accepting my filthy lust and gloom—a miracle of luck.

“Ugh… I feel like I can’t hold back, Shun-kun. Am I okay?” Asagi-san said, looking anxious. She doesn’t need to worry; her sweet pleas melt me, bringing overwhelming pleasure.

“N-No way… y-you’re always so kind to me… a-and erotic… I-I’m the one who can’t hold back…” I blurted out. Calling her “erotic” should be off-limits, but it’s burned into my mind.

“…Thanks… fufu, you’re amazing, saying that,” Asagi-san said, blushing happily but slightly frustrated. “Ugh, I wish my birthday came sooner… but Maki’s is, what, ten days away?”

Caught off guard, Maki-san stammered, “Y-Yeah, but I-I don’t need anything fancy…” flustered. Asagi-san gave her a half-lidded look.

“Maki, my lack of restraint is the issue, but you could be more assertive. You’re Shun-kun’s lover too, right? Don’t do what he dislikes, but…” Asagi-san glanced at me.

If I can be with Maki-san on her birthday, that’d be amazing. A kind, cute girl like her should be fought over by anyone.

My weakness kept me silent without Asagi-san’s nudge, but I asked, “M-Maki-san… y-your birthday’s a Saturday, right? A-Are you free…?”

It’s a cheesy line, laughable, but Maki-san looked down, saying, “B-Being invited by you… o-of course I’m free…”

“Fufu, great! My birthday’s in December, Shun-kun, but I’ll keep it free no matter what!” Asagi-san said, making a thrilling promise. Making plans with both lovers simultaneously, I’m terrified of inevitable consequences