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 40

“So, Riko has really come to terms with it then…”

Maika nods weakly as we face each other over breakfast in the living room, where I had been coaxing the story out of her. Even in such times, my wife manages to make a perfect meal— isn’t she the best? I love her.

To summarize Maika’s story:

Riko’s parents had agreed to let her stay at her sister’s boyfriend’s house, along with Maika. Apparently, Riko had been sneaking home now and then. It seems she had been lying to her parents successfully, which also meant they didn’t interfere with Maika.

So basically, she had resigned herself to the fact that it would come out that she wasn’t actually my sister but Maika’s. But she didn’t bother to explain why she’d kept it a secret, ignoring Maika’s questions and not attempting to hide anything during conversations with their parents.

“I get it, Riko’s motives. I don’t even have to think about it; it’s obvious.”

Riko wanted to remain my sister. Despite knowing it would eventually come out, she didn’t want me to know she had broken her promise to always be my sister, no matter how many times she was reborn.

The difference in feeling between Riko, who doesn’t realize she once died, and me, who lived those two years without her, is significant.

It doesn’t matter to me that we’re not related by blood. Not at all. It’s enough that Riko smiles and calls me ‘Onii-san’ with that voice. All that’s left is for me to fulfill her wish. Just taking her to the Koshien.

So, I perfectly understand why Riko lied, but there are some tired lies that I can’t make sense of.

A nonsensical liar sits before me.

“So, why were you so desperate to hide this? You weren’t hiding it well, though.”

“…Because…”

“Because?”

Maika, the liar, lowers her gaze and shakes her shoulders, then squeezes out a trembling voice.

“Because…you’d definitely cheat…definitely…”

“What?”

“Cheating! You would! With Riko! Once you knew we weren’t blood-related! You’d definitely make a move!”

“Uh…”

Maika cries intensely. What the heck is with her?

“You’d get tired of me…and leave me…”

She covers her face with her hands again, bowing down. Seriously, this woman is troublesome.

“Why would you even think that, you… What were all those embarrassing confessions we shared about?”

“But that was under the assumption that Riko was your real sister… If you knew you could marry Riko too, there’s no way you’d choose me.”

“Why would you decide that on your own?”

“I know it. Kyugo always cared more about Riko than me. It’s true, Riko is more honest and cuter.”

“…You’re still hiding something, aren’t you?”

“……..”

“I thought I made it clear how I felt about you, long before the promise at Koshien 15 years ago. We were able to be together because of that.”

And yet, she harbors such insecurities, which must be due to some deep, serious reason I can’t fathom.

“Hey, won’t you talk to me, Maika?”

“But…”

“I want to rid you of your insecurities, to prove I’ll always be yours.”

“But…I’ll definitely make you hate me…”

“That’s impossible. I love you. I love you, Maika.”

I lift Maika’s chin with my right hand and forcefully steal the 68th kiss.

“Mm…ugh…idiot.”

“See? Do you understand now? Come on, talk to me.”

“Um…that is…um…I have, like…inverted?”

“Uh…yeah?”

“…I have severely inverted nipples. That’s it. End of story. Engagement off. Bye-bye, the end of my life. Aaaaahhhhhhh!”

“Calm down.”

Maika was screaming, holding her head. So noisy.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

“Quiet. You’re going to make my eardrums collapse.”

“Whaaat!?”

“Honestly, Maika. I’m really dumbfounded. Huh? Seriously? That’s what you were worried about? You thought I would cheat over something like that?”

“But! But… Riko… doesn’t have inverted…!”

“It doesn’t matter. I actually like inverted ones. I even prefer them, really.”

“Really…?”

“Really, really.”

It truly doesn’t matter to me. Either way is fine.

“But, but! It’s not just that! My pubic hair is like a thick jungle, while Riko’s is neatly sparse! You’re definitely going to cheat!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I actually like thicker pubic hair.”

“Really…?”

“Really, really.”

This is the truth.

“But, but! It’s not just that! My areolas are this size but… Riko’s… Riko’s…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I like larger areolas.”

“Riko’s areolas are bigger!”

“What a trap…”

“See, I knew it! You prefer Riko’s body! If we weren’t related by blood, you’d definitely make a move! My areolas are the size of baseballs, while Riko’s are like softballs!”

What even is this conversation? I thought we were having a serious talk? This could significantly affect our second life together. Why are we talking about areola sizes? This is just too much hassle.

“Then it’s fine. If they’re baseball-sized, that’s the size I’m most used to handling. Though they might be as soft as soft tennis balls.”

“Uh, wait, mm…ah…ahh…!”

I walk around the table, steal the 69th kiss, and then push her down onto the sofa, embracing her.

I’ve decided to take a more forceful approach because this is seriously annoying. Not that hearing about Maika’s areola size got me excited or anything… Vroom… Drip… Shiver…

“Kyugo…?”

Maika looks up at me, swallowing nervously, her gaze slowly dropping to my crotch, swallowing again. She’s too sensitive to my semen.

“If you talk so much, show me once.”

“Kyugo, no, we can’t, we’re still students… How about I just use my mouth? I’m not sure if I can do it well for the first time…”

The words she said yesterday about babies don’t seem to match her current intent. Maybe she was planning to hide her nipples till the very end and sneakily drink my semen. Her attachment is scary. She might suck crazily even if it’s her first time.

“Just let me check it. It’s definitely going to be the most beautiful and cute chest I like. The nipples you’re embarrassed about might even want to come out and see me.”

“Kyugo…you’re so cool…”

“Huh, of course. I’m your husband, after all.”

Then I steal the 70th kiss and slip my hand under her T-shirt, tracing her smooth, plump belly as she moans and trembles, letting out more sweet emissions… Vroom… Drip… Shiver… Wait, shiver? Is there even a sound like that for ejaculating? Even if it’s gel-like… Oh, wrong sound.

“Phone?”

The fixed-line phone at the Yamada residence was ringing.

Right, we do have one. It rarely rings, so I momentarily forgot what the sound was.

“…………….”

Our eyes meet and we freeze. The ringing continues.

“…it’s okay, right? We don’t have to answer it…”

Maika asks hesitantly, already caught up in the moment, wanting to show me how her nipples say hello.

If she feels that way, I want to see them even more. I don’t want to interrupt at such a moment.

But.

“No, sorry, Maika. I thought ‘why now?’ at this timing, but maybe it’s exactly because of this timing.”

With a faint premonition, I head to the phone with an erection, look at the three characters displayed on the LCD panel, and realize my guess was right.

It was registered with such formality. Since I wasn’t originally a resident of this house, I must have entered it myself after reincarnation. Yeah, that makes sense.

Because no one else would register the name “Gumai” on the phone but my Kenmai.