Believing She Has Been Reincarnated into a Baseball Game, My Little Sister Is Aiming for the Koshien, While I Give It My All to Keep Her from Finding out That It’s Actually an Ntr Game - Chapter 4

“Wait, what is this? Are you serious, Kyugo?”

Twenty-five minutes later.

Finally, Maika began to fully grasp the situation.

“Given all these conditions, yeah. No, seriously. I’ve been surprised too while going over everything with you.”

First off, the photos on our student IDs were of our original faces.

However, on the other hand, both our insurance cards and student IDs had different last names. I was Yamada, and Maika was Momonoki Maika. That’s Maika’s last name in this game. It’s straight out of an eroge.

The display showing our birthdates and ages was oddly blurred and couldn’t be seen clearly. It’s an eroge. Typical eroge trickery.

(However, I understood that I was a third-year and Maika was a second-year at the academy, not a high school. It’s an academy, so it’s safe. It’s an eroge.)

And the smartphone provided us with all the information about this world.

Initially, what Maika and I found in our pockets were clearly iPhones, but the manufacturer was “Banana.” It’s an eroge. A typical eroge pun.

When I checked on Goggle Maps, this place was Tochigi Prefecture, somewhere we had never been before.

Probably where Utsunomiya should be, but the town name was Netora City. It’s an eroge. An NTR eroge.

“But even so,”

Maika looked up at me persistently.

“Even so, the scenery we see, the people around us, yeah, even you, and even my reflection in the window… it all looks like real life, right? It’s not drawn.”

Ah, yeah. I get what she means.

Right now, the scenes my eyes are seeing, the reality my brain is registering, appear to be in three dimensions. It’s not animated. It’s not fake. It feels like the same dimensional world I’ve lived in for the past twenty years.

But at the same time, my brain is also recognizing that the academy and its students, where I now stand, are identical to the two-dimensional characters from the academy I was playing on my monitor just minutes ago. Naturally. Without any sense of discord.

That’s why I can only explain it like this:

“That’s just how it is, I guess.”

“Just how it is?”

“We’ve become characters in this world, so we recognize those made in the same style as real human beings. Maybe the previous world was actually a game too? We just didn’t recognize it because we were living there.”

“Even if you say that,”

“I can’t accept it. But unless we accept this assumption for now, we can’t move forward. We’ll just stay stuck here.”

“…………”

Maika, with a pained expression, stared off into the distance, then slowly exhaled.

“Because…”

“Because?”

“If we admit that, the ‘it’s just a dream’ theory will be overturned. It means you saw and heard all my embarrassing moments, Kyugo. Ahaha!”

“It’s okay. You didn’t say anything weird, and even if you did, I’ve forgotten it all.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

We’ll leave it at that. Otherwise, we can’t move on.

“Alright then. That’s fine. Anyway, it’s confirmed that your body went back two years, right? Yeah, it’s better than just being a dream!”

“Alright, so basically, she just wants to believe whatever is convenient for her. Typical of my little sister.”

“Well, since I became a senior in high school, I guess I’ve returned to my senior year’s body. It’s an academy, not a high school, though. Even so, was the original Kyugo Yamada similar in build?”

“Yeah, that’s something I wanted to confirm too. The original game characters, Kyugo Yamada and Maika Momonoki, right? We look different from them, don’t we? Setting aside the matter of dimensions. But people in this world recognize us as the original Kyugo Yamada and Maika Momonoki, right? Because remember, earlier, some guy greeted us like he knew us. He said ‘senpai,’ so maybe he’s a junior character?”

“Ah, yeah. That must be it. He knows us. He’s the protagonist of this game.”

I faltered a bit in my explanation. It’s an unavoidable topic, but I still need to somehow skirt around it.

That boy—Nomo Makoto—is the protagonist of this game. Meaning, he’s the childhood friend character whose female manager, Sakura Miyakotona, was disastrously stolen away by his baseball senior, Kyugo Yamada.

Yeah, it’s hitting me again: this is an NTR game. “Live Commentary! Powerful Senpai in the Baseball Club Steals My Older Childhood Friend Manager… She Promised to Take Me to Koshien…”

And I’m that powerful baseball club senpai.

Ugh, I don’t want this to come out…

But can I really keep hiding this and continue forward?

Are we going to live in this world forever, or will we find a way back to our original world?

Either way, it’s going to be difficult to keep such crucial information hidden…

No, but I definitely don’t want it to be revealed, not at all!

I was playing an NTR game… with my own sister!

“Wow. Oh, so it really was a baseball game.”

“Huh?”

“That boy was wearing a uniform, right? He’s in the baseball club, isn’t he? If the main character is in the baseball club, then it must be a baseball game. Even I can figure that out.”

“Oh, right.”

Lucky, she’s misunderstanding things on her own!

If she’s convinced it’s just a baseball game without me having to lie, nothing could be better.

“So, you’re that senpai. You’re wearing the uniform too, so you must be in the baseball club.”

“…………”

Despite the situation, Maika couldn’t hide her excitement, her eyes narrowing with joy.

What’s she expecting?

Don’t look at me with those eyes right now.

“Yeah.”

Seemingly struck by a thought, Maika began fiddling with her Banana-marked smartphone.

“Ah, look, Kyugo.”

Then, thrusting the screen in front of me,

“Koshien exists here too! Koshien Stadium, and the national tournament held there!”

This time, her large eyes clearly sparkled.

“…………”

I couldn’t bear to look directly at such a smile from my sister.

“Well, you knew that already since Kyugo chose a baseball game. Huh? But it doesn’t have the official name ‘National High School Baseball Championship.’ It’s called the ‘National Academy Baseball Championship’… Academy? National Academy? That’s weird.”

“It’s probably some legal issue or something when they made the game.”

“Oh, right, legal issues. Then it can’t be helped.”

I managed to divert the topic with a light response.

It was surely because, at this moment, Maika was too thrilled to care about such trivial details.

“We can play baseball again.”

“I’m not playing.”

And so, I swiftly cut down my sister’s gentle smile without hesitation.

I don’t want to give her false hopes and betray her again.

“…………Why?”

After widening her eyes at my words, Maika glared at me with a stern look.

“I told you already. I hate baseball. I don’t even remember why I bought this game. It was just among a bunch of other games I bought on a whim, and I only checked out the beginning. I barely played it at all.”

“But still, now that such a miracle has happened, you should play. If you’ve become a character in a baseball game, you have to play baseball.”

“I’m not playing. It’s pointless. Now’s not the time for playing games.”

Because this is an eroge. It’s an NTR game.

“Look, Kyugo—”

“We’re going home.”

Cutting off Maika’s hesitant words, I stood up.

“Huh? Going home? Where to?”

“Home, obviously. Didn’t our insurance cards have our addresses? We’ll use Goggle Maps to get there. We still have so much to figure out about how we’re going to live from now on.”

Even though I need to be thinking about how to protect Maika, worrying about anything else is beside the point.

Basically, I too was getting carried away.

Just because we’ve entered a game, it doesn’t change my life for better or worse.

The person called “me” already ended two years ago. I have no value to live, having failed to keep the most important promise.

Even if my body has returned to its state from two years ago, I’ll just end up wasting away over the next two years.

Whether we can return to our original world or have to live out our lives here, my actions won’t change.

I won’t do anything, that’s all.

The only thing I should be considering is how to ensure Maika’s safety. Nothing else matters for someone like me.

Ah, but still. I definitely don’t want my sister to find out that this world is an NTR game.

Because, you see, I’m surprisingly… quite the siscon.