About the Case of Me Being Reincarnated as a Side Character Who Got Kicked Out Immediately Of The Story, but the Heroine, Who’s My Yandere Fiancée, Won't Leave Me Alone

Chapter 34: Minato is Minato-chan, Minato-chan is Minato, and Minato-kun is Minato-chan.

(Minato… Minato is… Minato? Minato is… Minato-chan?)

By night, my head was consumed with thoughts of Minato.

I’d gone to his room to ask the middle school student council president some questions, only to find Minato asleep—with a chest rivaling Arisu’s, something a guy shouldn’t have.

His innocent sleeping face was cute, fitting Minato’s androgynous charm… but what burned into my mind was that bulge rising and falling with his breaths.

(What the hell is going on…?)

I tried to convince myself it was a hallucination from exhaustion, but that was a stretch.

When I saw Minato at dinner, it felt a bit awkward.

We talked normally, but all I could think about was that scene.

By the way, Minato’s chest was flat at dinner.

***

“Akito-sama, does it feel good?”

“Yeah…”

“Fufu, I’m glad♪”

…Thinking about Minato right now was a bit of an escape from reality.

After dinner, as I passed Amane-san in the hallway—someone staying over tonight—she suggested cleaning my ears.

The old me could never have imagined a beautiful woman offering to clean my ears, so I was intrigued and nodded.

“Hmm-hmm-hmm~♪”

With Amane-san’s cheerful humming, she gently cleaned my ear.

Ears are sensitive, and the wrong touch can hurt.

But Amane-san’s technique was so skillful I didn’t need to brace for sudden pain.

“…Ahh.”

“Oh, was that a good spot? Right here? This feels nice, doesn’t it?”

“H-Hold on…”

Ear cleaning… was it always this good?

I was so flustered I couldn’t deny it. Despite her teasing, S-like vibe, her underlying gentleness shone through, making the comfort linger no matter what she said.

“…Phew.”

But… it wasn’t just the ear sensation that was amazing.

With my head resting on Amane-san’s lap, I had a direct view of her thighs. Even for a chest enthusiast like me, those plump, scandalous thighs were impossible to ignore.

“This side’s done. Now the other.”

“Right, I’ll—”

“No need to get up. Just turn your face toward me.”

“…”

I was about to stand and reposition, but she cut off my escape.

As I turned, her smiling face caught my eye.

Even if she’s a servant, this isn’t part of her job, yet she smiled so warmly… It showed how much she’s warmed up to me.

And so, she began cleaning my other ear.

“Let me know if it hurts, okay?”

“No worries there. You’re really good at this, Amane-san.”

“Thank you♪”

After that, I surrendered to Amane-san’s care for a while.

Even with my head turned toward her body, all I could see was her maid outfit covering her stomach—nothing visually exciting.

I started to feel sleepy and closed my eyes, but then Amane-san’s voice broke through.

“When we’re like this, you seem your age, Akito-sama. You feel so adorable.”

“Adorable… huh.”

“Not thrilled about that?”

“Guys prefer ‘cool,’ don’t they?”

“Of course, I think you’re very cool. When you helped me, and every time I’ve seen you since, my heart flutters deep inside…”

“Your heart flutters…?”

“Oops, never mind.”

Heart fluttering—what’s that about?

I couldn’t quite picture it, but we didn’t talk again until she finished cleaning and we faced each other.

“Thanks, Amane-san. I feel refreshed.”

“Your ears were already clean, you know. As your servant, being able to do things like this makes me happy.”

“That’s not in your job description, though.”

“Of course not. But… as your servant, looking after you is my job. If there’s anything else you want, just say it. Whatever you desire, if I can do it, I will.”

It felt… a bit heavy, but I didn’t say that.

Lately, Arisu’s been coming to this room a lot, but being alone with Amane-san in her risqué maid outfit—her explosive figure—still makes me nervous.

“I’ll take my leave now.”

“Good night, Amane-san.”

“Yes, good night, Akito-sama♪”

As Amane-san left, the room fell silent.

But soon, a knock came at the door. Thinking Amane-san forgot something, I was startled by the voice that plagued my thoughts.

“Aniki, got a sec?”

“M-Minato!?”

Minato…!?

It’s weird to say I wasn’t mentally prepared for my little brother… but not wanting to keep him waiting, I let him in.

(…His chest is flat.)

Minato’s pajamas showed a flat chest.

Was it… a mistake after all? Or maybe Minato just felt like stuffing his chest to play at being a girl…?

That’d be a shocking hobby, but it’s more likely… right?

“What’s up? You’re staring.”

“Nah, it’s nothing.”

“Really?”

Minato sat right next to me.

Normally, I wouldn’t notice, but I was hyper-aware of his scent or something.

Forcing myself to believe it was a mistake, I waited for him to speak.

“Um… I didn’t really have a reason. I just wanted to talk with you, Aniki… Is that okay?”

“No problem!”

“…Aniki, seriously, what’s wrong?”

It’s not me… Your puppy eyes and tone are messing with me! I’m not at fault—you are!

But Minato coming here was perfect timing.

To clear this weird air, I decided to ask what I wanted.

“Hey, Minato, I’ve got something to ask.”

“What?”

“So—”

I explained about the student council and what I was thinking.

“Wow, not just you but Arisu-san too?”

“Yeah… Though it’s just a suggestion for now.”

“Still, that means next year, you and Arisu-san might be on the student council? That’s exciting!”

“Haha, take it with a grain of salt, okay? So, what’s the student council like?”

Minato nodded and continued.

“It feels rewarding. As president, I hear all kinds of opinions and can propose things to the school. It’s not just about the students but making the school better for teachers too… It’s a cliché reason, but being able to leave a lasting impact through that work is something I’m proud of.”

“…You’re amazing, man.”

“Am I?”

“Normal middle schoolers don’t think like that.”

“Maybe… It might also be because I’m an Izayoi.”

True, there’s that angle.

If Akito hadn’t become who I am now… Minato would’ve likely been the one to inherit the Izayoi family.

Or maybe, seeing the old me, he took on the president role early as part of his studies.

“…Hey, Minato?”

“Yeah?”

“The old me… I must’ve caused you a lot of stress, right? Thinking about the family, feeling that responsibility…”

At that, Minato gave a small chuckle.

“A little… yeah. But I never thought to complain about it. I am who I am because of this family.”

“…”

“Besides, you’re here now, Aniki. At home and school, I’m genuinely enjoying myself, so don’t worry.”

“…Got it.”

So… if I think about the family, Minato can be freer, not burdened by unnecessary stress.

The Izayoi family, huh.

The fact that I’m even thinking about what I can do for it shows how much I’ve changed… though I’m still not confident.

“You’ve… really changed, Aniki.”

“Big time, right?”

“Fufu, what’s with that… But I like this version of you. I said before, but I wanted to be spoiled… I can only say stuff like this while I’m still in middle school, though.”

“No way. As long as I’m your big brother, you can lean on me anytime, got it?”

“Really?”

“Yup.”

By this point, the thought of Minato being Minato-chan had slipped my mind… That’s how seriously I was thinking about him.

I realized again how adorable a little brother can be.

“So, can you hug me?”

“Sure thing! Here’s a big ol’ hug!”

I wrapped Minato in a tight embrace.

“…Ehehe♪”

Grinning happily, Minato buried his face in my chest.

I kept hugging him, but then I noticed something… Something stiff, like a corset, under his pajamas.

And it was right at chest level.