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 42

“Is it true? Riko joined the student council… and it’s part of another NTR game setting?”

On the first floor of the school building, right in front of the principal’s office, Maika caught up to me, panting and leaning on her knees.

I had told her repeatedly not to follow me, but she ended up tracking me on her bike. Even if I managed to shake her off, she would’ve just sniffed out my location from the scent of my… well, my body fluids. So I gave up and explained everything to her along the way.

Seriously, this girl has already seen my foreskin and knows my semen’s scent and texture better than anyone. And yet she still tries to hide her inverted nipples? That’s not exactly fair in a partnership, is it? Though, in her case, they’re hidden by default anyway.

“Yeah, that’s the situation. Before that perverted homewrecker principal starts brainwashing the student council, we need to act. Yesterday he had already gone home, but right now, that bald, fat, middle-aged jerk is probably… inside.”

Just as I reached for the heavy double doors, my brain suddenly froze.

Huh? What was that feeling just now…?

“Huh? Kyugo, what are you talking about? Bald and fat? The principal? Huh? Oh, right… is he bald and fat? Wait, no, is he?”

Maika, standing behind me, tilted her head in confusion as well.

No, I’ve seen him around school several times, and I just checked his picture on the school’s homepage a moment ago.

The principal of Netora Academy, Goto, looks exactly like the kind of filthy old man you’d expect in an NTR setting—

No, no, no. That’s wrong. Yeah, that’s not right. Wait, why was I under such a weird impression? Huh? What kind of misunderstanding did I even have?

“Right? The principal here is… huh? Wait, what?”

As we struggled to remember, the image of the principal that had been in our minds started to blur.

“Maika…”

“No way… seriously…?”

We exchanged glances, confirming with our eyes that we both had the same vision in our heads, the same shocking realization.

“…But we can’t back down now. We can’t keep avoiding the issue.”

Resolving myself, I opened the doors wide. And inside—

“What the… what is this? Where am I? Why am I wearing such an expensive-looking suit? What is this? What is this…? Oh, wait. Why are Kyugo and Maika-chan here? Long time no see. It’s your dad.”

I slowly closed the door.

“Let’s go, Maika.”

“No, we’ve got practice.”

Oh right. We still had morning practice. And we’re in the middle of training camp.

“Alright, let’s get changed in the locker room. After all, Riko went through all the trouble to arrange this training camp.”

“Yeah, I think increasing defensive practice might be a good idea. We really need to reduce Kyugo’s pitch count.”

That’s true. In the end, both Riko and Maika are always thinking about my baseball career. I should probably listen to their advice more often.

“Thanks, for everything.”

“…What’s with you? Stop that, being all sweet out of nowhere.”

It was a quiet Saturday, the hallway mostly empty. I gave a playful rub to the head of my former little sister, current girlfriend, and future wife as we walked together, getting ready to focus on our Koshien training.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait! Hey, my kids, listen up! Your dad’s in trouble here!”

We turned toward the voice and saw a silver-haired man in his fifties, his face contorted in desperation, shouting at us. His lean yet toned body now lay sprawled pathetically on the floor, one hand outstretched toward us as if pleading for help.

“Sigh…”

I couldn’t help but let out a sigh. Maika was also glaring at the man, who was supposedly the principal, with a deadpan expression.

…Why the hell is our father from our previous life here, of all places…?