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 59

Despite everything, I was able to sleep soundly sandwiched between the “Mochi-Mochi” and the “Muchi-Muchi.” I slept so well. Because of that, I was able to pitch a complete shutout in the semifinals. I even managed to hit a home run. We won 2-0. It was all good.

That said, I ended up throwing more pitches than expected. My control was off, and I had to keep throwing with all my might, which led to a considerable amount of fatigue.

And the finals are the day after tomorrow…

Why did this happen? Of course, it’s because my head was filled with thoughts of Riko. To drown out that anxiety, I had no choice but to pitch recklessly.

By the way, Nomo was acting as if nothing had happened, playing second base with his usual confident flair. He seemed to be having a great time. What the heck is with that guy?

“Well, this time, I might have been at fault too, yeah. I didn’t mean to put so much pressure on you, Kyugo…”

Maika looked away awkwardly.

The two of us, reflecting on last night, held our usual meeting while Riko was taking her bath, lying on the bed in my room. We learn from our mistakes, good for us.

“Nah, you didn’t do anything wrong. What you said with those dead fish eyes of yours last night was spot on. Besides, I find your dead fish eyes sexy, so don’t hold back from now on.”

“Don’t just randomly confess such weird fetishes…”

She glanced at me with those dead fish eyes again. Ugh…! That was close, I almost lost my resolve to abstain. I’ve got to stay strong; the finals are coming up in two days.

That aside, it’s clear that Riko is still trying to bring an end to this world.

Dying on our way to Koshien isn’t going to happen anymore.

However, she’s definitely scheming something behind the scenes, trying to distract me with baseball.

I’ve already seen Riko’s eyes. I’ve come to understand their meaning.

That dark and deep desire to be my number one will never waver, not even by a millimeter, nor will it ever change.

Riko is definitely trying to die.

No matter how tough it is, I can’t look away from that reality.

The current situation is now, “Riko wants to clear this NTR game VS We want to stop her from clearing it.”

“That being said, we clearly have the advantage here, right? Honestly, Riko doesn’t seem to have any moves left at this point.”

“The information gap is huge. That girl only knows the info she eavesdropped from us last night. And that demon boy doesn’t even seem to understand what the NTR game is in the first place.”

Exactly.

The condition to clear this world is “Yogi Souta being NTR’d,” and it’s obvious that the main heroine is the Student Council President. She might have overheard that much.

However, I’m pretty sure we didn’t leak the fact that Riko is one of the sub-heroines. That word didn’t come up yesterday. Well, it’s possible she learned about the concept of “sub-heroines in NTR,” but she wouldn’t know who exactly they are.

Thus, the only thing Riko can really do now is to pair up the Student Council President with Yogi Souta and orchestrate a scenario for him to be taken from me, but I’ve already prevented that.

In fact, after today’s match, Maika and I worked together and successfully set Yogi Aniki and the Student Council President up.

Seeing the beautiful Student Council President blushing and looking down in front of Yogi made even the romance-brained Sakura Miya squeal in frustration. But in reality, all she was doing was staring at Yogi’s sweaty post-game balls, getting off on it.

With that, the NTR of the main heroine is effectively prevented.

Additionally, just to be sure, we’re aiming to keep all contact between Yogi Souta and Riko to an absolute minimum.

Yogi Souta is “just another average student at school,” and Riko seems to be trying her best to avoid standing out outside of club activities to keep me from finding out her last name. So, they probably don’t know each other well.

However, since they are classmates at the same academy, if Riko decides to approach him, it wouldn’t be that hard to do.

Not that Yogi Souta even knows he’s the protagonist of an NTR game, so even if they did interact, there wouldn’t be much information for her to extract… But there is a worst-case scenario.

That Yogi Souta might fall in love with Riko.

Although Riko doesn’t even know she’s a sub-heroine in an NTR game, so it’s not like she’s aiming for that to happen.

However, even if she’s not aiming for it, if a male student gets close to that angel, they’re bound to fall for her mochi-mochi charm. Absolutely, they’ll fall.

Well, even if they do fall, I’ll make sure nobody can steal Riko away from anyone, so that won’t happen.

But still, even a one percent chance has to be crushed.

Which is why I had Yogi Aniki introduce Yogi Souta to me today, and I warned him directly.

Apparently, Yogi Souta (and Yogi Mama too) had already become fans of mine, looking up at me with sparkling eyes. Unlike his brother, he was just plain cute. And he didn’t look like his balls smelled bad at all, unlike his brother. He didn’t give off an “alpha male” vibe.

He asked me for an autograph, so I borrowed the fountain pen in his chest pocket and happily signed for him. Since it was right after the game, and I hadn’t washed my hands yet, there was probably a little bit of sperm on the pen.

Just in case, I told him to ignore Riko if she ever approached him, but this was merely a precaution.

Yogi Souta became distrustful of women after his childhood girlfriend NTR’d him.

As long as there isn’t a forceful recruitment by a ball-sweat-addicted monster, he’s not likely to fall for a girl anytime soon.

Even Riko, with all her abilities, shouldn’t be able to win over a boy who’s distrustful of women without even holding a proper conversation. Well, if she really tried, she might be able to do it, but the point is that Riko has no intention of doing so in the first place, so that’s not a problem.

Moreover, I have no intention of letting her get close to him in the first place.

Even today, Riko might have been aiming to make contact, but there shouldn’t have been much opportunity for that.

So, to sum it all up…

“Huh? Does that mean we’ve practically shut her out already…?”

“Feels like we’ve done everything we could do. There’s nothing more we can do; we’ll just let things play out. Not even worth praying about… considering who the god of this world is.”

“Yeah… you’re right…”

We’ve done everything possible. If I keep overthinking, I might just end up confusing myself.

But still, I can’t help but feel uneasy. Is it really going to be solved this easily…?

“But still… I…”

“Enough.”

Maika placed her hand firmly on my thigh and leaned closer. Her gaze was unwavering, serious, and strong as she looked directly at me.

“Right now, focus only on the match. Get a good rest tonight and tomorrow, and show me the usual Kyugo in the finals. Take me to Koshien.”

“Maika…”

“Even Riko admitted it. She said you’re going to Koshien thanks to my support. And then she talked about dying and ruining our relationship. Don’t worry, I won’t let that happen. You’ll continue to play baseball with me supporting you, not just in two days, but from now on and forever.”

Right. That was our promise. It was just as important as my promise to Riko. Even though I’ve been told repeatedly that having Maika and Riko as my top priorities is not okay, well, this is one thing I won’t compromise on.

No matter what happens, I’ll take both of them to Koshien.

“Uh-oh, looks like Riko’s about to come back.”

Even now, it’s a little embarrassing to have such serious conversations face-to-face. Maika covered her blushing cheeks as she got off the bed.

Well, she’s got a point. We can’t afford to make the same mistake again. I’m going to invite Riko into the room and spend another night sandwiched between the Muchi-Muchi and the Mochi-Mochi! Pure bliss.

As long as Riko stays well, we can always sleep like this together. Originally, Riko considered reaching Koshien as the limit of her life, but now we’ve realized there’s no such line anymore.

“I’m back, and Mochi-Mochi has arrived, Aniki! Uber Mochi-Mochi with a bonus coupon for the next time!”

The door burst open, and the freshly prepared Mochi-Mochi had been delivered at just the right moment.

My phone gave a dumb “pop” sound. A LINE notification.

I rarely exchange messages with anyone other than Maika and Riko.

Now that I think about it, considering Riko and I exchanged LINE info after I was reborn in this world, there’s no way she could be Yamada Kyugo’s sister… Meanwhile, Maika’s LINE already had “Riko” registered from the start. I can’t believe there was a hint here all along…

“Huh? It’s from Yogi?”

A late-night emergency message from my regular catcher…

Feeling a bad omen, I opened the message. There was a selfie of Yogi and the Student Council President, in bed, locked in a deep kiss. I reflexively threw my phone.

“What the heck, Kyugo, suddenly throwing stuff. Scary.”

“Aniki is going wild. Please calm yourself with Riko’s Mochi-Mochi.”

“Sorry, Riko. You’re a lifesaver.”

Enjoying the fresh-out-of-the-bath Mochi-Mochi of Riko next to me, I calmed my heart and breathing. Maika went to pick up the phone.

“Be careful, Maika. If you look at the screen, you might get cursed. It could be a lifelong trauma.”

They should have been under the blanket from the shoulders down, so there shouldn’t have been any nudity visible… But if Maika sees the Student Council President’s (former) main heroine’s perfectly round, non-inverted mini areolas, she might go insane with jealousy and hatred for the artist who drew them.

“I’m not really interested as long as it’s not baseball-related… here.”

Holding the Mochi-Mochi cheek with my left hand, I took the phone with my right. Despite Banana Co. technology, it probably got damaged. Fortunately, it had hit Riko’s dedicated Mochi-Mochi cushion (not quite as Mochi-Mochi as the owner), so…

With low expectations, I checked the screen and saw a new message from Yogi that read, “Oops, wrong one.” So the phone wasn’t broken. But don’t send that by mistake! If you keep acting like that, I’ll end up stealing your brain by stealing your depraved girlfriend. Well, not really, though. Nobody smells more like sweaty balls than you, after all.

While I felt like my phone was starting to reek of Yogi, another message arrived: “This was the one. Take a look.”

“…Huh?”

That was all I could utter. I couldn’t think of any other words.

It was a picture of a slender boy, cheeks flushed, gazing dreamily out the window at the starry sky. It was Yogi Souta. Yogi’s little brother.

“What’s up, Kyugo?”

“Well… something…”

“Mochi-Mochi!”

“Mochi-Mochi!”

Maika peeked over my shoulder at the phone. Riko, happy beside me, let me Mochi-Mochi her cheeks, while another message came from Yogi.

“After today’s match, Souta’s been acting like he’s in a daze.”

“Now that we’re brothers again, I thought I’d lend him an ear.”

“I mean, I’m an experienced lover now, right?”

“As expected, it was a case of lovesickness!”

“… …”

A chill ran down my spine once again. My bad feeling might have been right after all.

“Souta seems to have fallen for your sister. LOL.”

“— — —”

“Oh, and she’s not really your sister, but Hyakunogi’s sister, huh!”

“Wait, so you’re not real siblings, you’re step-siblings? Isn’t that moving a bit fast, LOL.”

“Guess we’re gonna be the strongest battery and relatives someday!”

I threw my phone again. This time, it hit the wall. It cracked. It broke. The phone, and my brain.

“AAAAAAAAGHHHH WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO MEEE?!”

“Well, you threw it, right? Anything thrown by a 150 km/h fastballer is bound to break.”

“I’m not talking about the cracked phone! I’m talking about Mochi-Mochi Sis! Riko, what have you done?!”

“Mochi-Mo… huh? What’s the matter, Aniki♪ Is it Mochi-Mochi time?”

“It’s jealousy time!”

While she adorably tilted her head and asked with a “Mochi-Mochi?” Riko had a clear, dark something lurking behind that smile. She was planning something.

Riko, you’re really trying to end this world by completing Yogi Souta’s NTR, aren’t you?!

No, wait. Riko couldn’t have known she was a sub-heroine in this game in the first place…!

And besides, it’s strange. Today, there shouldn’t have been any opportunity for Riko to interact with Yogi Souta. Maika and I took turns keeping an eye on things.

Even if Riko somehow found out the game’s winning conditions and started making a move to make Yogi Souta fall for her… there would have only been brief moments for them to meet today, right?

“Riko, did you talk to Yogi Souta at all today…?”

“Yogi Souta-san? Oh, you mean that pale boy? I haven’t spoken to him, not even once♪ Although, I might have bowed politely in passing since he seemed so passionate about cheering you on, Aniki♪”

“Then… why… Even Riko can’t win over a herbivore boy with just a bow…”

“I pressed both my index fingers to my cheeks and gave him a Mochi-Mochi smile while saying ‘Mochi-Mochi!’ as I bowed to him♪ Oh, I think he looked like he got struck by lightning or something♪”

“He’d fall for that! Anybody would fall for that instantly!! There’s no man in the world who wouldn’t be enchanted by Riko’s ‘Mochi-Mochi!’ charm! And that’s not even a bow!”

Riko recreated her pose, with her head tilted slightly, showing off her overly cute Mochi-Mochi appeal.

“Uh… what are you two even talking about? This is so confusing.”