A Story Where I’m Constantly Being Assaulted by Beautiful Girls Who Live in the Same Apartment - Chapter 12 - Pampered Older Sister

Chapter 12 – Pampered Older Sister

“—Nnn, you’re awake—”

I woke up to a familiar sweet voice.

I moved my eyes to identify the owner of the voice.

Beige hair and a calm atmosphere. She has a beautiful face, but the first thing that drew my gaze is her violent breasts.

Yuzuki-san was there, looking into my face.

“…Just like yesterday, but it’s Yuzuki-san, huh?”

I’ve said this many times lately, but the door to my room is properly locked.

Yesterday I noticed that everyone was in my room, and today only Yuzuki-san is in my room. That means she has access to my room.

“T-That wasn’t me yesterday!”

Yuzuki-san denied it by waving her hands in front of her chest.

I can’t let them go in and out of my room freely. Yuzuk-san is fine, but Azusa-san and Sui are dangerous.

“Look! This building is a property owned by Sui-chan’s parents, so she has a duplicate key…!”

“…Eh?”

“That’s why we have a duplicate key to Rito-kun’s room.”

This sucks. That means that even if I collect the keys from the five of them, it won’t matter as long as Sui’s still here.

Sui is more on Azusa-san’s side. I don’t think I can convince her.

The only way is to persuade the majority to give up by a majority vote. 

“Um… Yuzuki-san, is it okay for me to spend time with someone every day of the week?”

Based on their common sense, here are the girls’ rankings,

Yuzuki-san -> Maya -> Rin -> Sui -> Azusa-san.

All I have to do is persuade the three of them, including Rin.

“Umm… I can’t really say that I hate it.”

Alright. If I convince them one by one like this, I might be able to make Azusa-san’s proposal disappear.

“Hey, Rito-kun, are you going to do naughty things with other girls…?”

Just as I was about to persuade Yuzuki-san, she made the first move.

Going to? She asked me in the future tense. She’s asking me if I’m going to do it in real life and not in a dream.

“We’re friends. We don’t do that.”

“Does that mean me too?”

“…Yes.”

“Ugh…”

Looking at her clearly depressed, it feels like I’m doing something wrong.

I don’t know what range of “naughty things” Yuzuki-san is referring to, but whatever the range, it’s not acceptable for me to do that with five different girls. 

“…So no morning kisses then?”

After spending a decade in a dream, we each have our own thing we do.

What Yuzuki said was also a dream routine.

“No.”

“Huu… So I’m not allowed to hug you, hold your hand, or smell you?”

“N-No…”

“HUuuUuu~~~… Just how am I going to do my best from now on…”

Yuzuki-san’s true nature is the same as in my dream, as she looks as if she is about to cry.

Yuzuki-san is honestly a perfect person. Her good points are that she’s a good cook, good at her job, kind, caring, mature, calm and receptive.

That’s why she is dependable and tries to respond to my requests, she doesn’t want to show her weakness. That was Yuzuki-san before we started dating.

“…Stupid Rito-kun.”

And this is Yuzuki-san, who has come to rely on me after we got into a relationship.

When I say “rely on,” it doesn’t necessarily mean doing something specific. It means accepting Yuzuki-san’s suppressed desire to be pampered.

It’s because I know that from my dreams that Yuzuki-san doesn’t hold back and asks me to spoil her…