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 62

“Open the door, Riko!”

“Don’t mess around with me, you collapsed-brain idiot sister! I’ve decided that the last voice to shake my eardrums will be my brother’s! So keep quiet, Maika-chan, until I go hang myself all mochi-like!”

“I’m pretty sure if you’re all mochi-like, you won’t die though!?”

Despite shouting at Riko through the door, Maika turned to me, placing a finger to her lips with a shh gesture.

In other words, as long as my voice didn’t reach Riko, we could hold off her mochi-like attempt for the time being.

“Just stay put, Riko! I can’t have you dying on me! I’ve got things I haven’t told you yet!”

Maika shouted this while pulling me by the hand.

We entered my room, and Maika collapsed onto my bed, holding her head in her hands.

“Just because there’s no way to end this world doesn’t mean you should go straight to simple suicide…”

“Wait a minute, Maika. We can’t just be doing this! We should force our way in with a bat if we have to!”

“Calm down! Doing that will just push her further to the edge! If you could rush in instantly, that might be one option, but using a bat would take time, right? What if she goes through with it while you’re banging away!?”

“Th-That’s true… But still!”

“It’s okay. We’ve got a little grace period for now.”

“How do you know that?”

“I confiscated the rope she planned to use for hanging.”

“What!?”

“She said it was her secret ace, so while she was using the restroom today, I snuck into her room and investigated as thoroughly as I could. I found a brand-new rope. At first, I thought she was planning to tie up Kyugo and forcefully… take his virginity or something…”

“Maika, your womanly intuition is amazing… That’s a clutch play!”

“The fact that she hasn’t questioned the missing rope means she hasn’t started seriously preparing yet. And honestly, if she really intended to go through with it, I don’t get why she wouldn’t at least wait to see tomorrow’s game… wouldn’t that be the normal thing?”

“I find that strange too… But anyway, I just don’t get it…!”

“Kyugo…”

I could only stand there, helpless. Even though we managed to buy some time, this was only a temporary solution. We needed to find a way to stop Riko from going through with this, and fast.

And yet, I had no idea. I couldn’t understand Riko’s feelings at all.

I was utterly powerless, realizing it with a painful clarity.

Despite being given a chance to redo my life, even with this miracle that brought me the opportunity to take Riko to Koshien, I still couldn’t make her happy.

If she says the happiest she ever felt was when I was dead, then that’s exactly what it means. To make my beloved little sister feel that way, to drive her to say she wants to die, I’m a complete failure as a brother. The worst brother possible.

Not understanding her desire to die before even waiting for tomorrow’s game shows that everything I’ve done up until now was utterly meaningless. Baseball was nothing but self-gratification. Despite pretending it was for Riko, my baseball did not make her even a bit happy.

Whether we go to Koshien or not meant nothing.

Muscle? Useless. It didn’t help protect Riko at all. If it wasn’t for her sake, then it’s just useless muscle.

The ‘Ama-dashi Juice’? The secret weapon to throw the ultimate pitch? Not only was it meaningless, it was downright harmful. Every time I struck someone out using my cheating, Riko was counting down to her own death.

Everything, all of it, was worthless.

My life, and all the days I spent dedicating myself to baseball—were nothing but garbage time, meant to make my dear little sister unhappy.

“Damn it… Damn it all!!”

“Kyugo…? Kyugo!!”

I picked up a rectangular object from the floor, opened the window, and—

“I’m quitting baseball!”

“Wait, stop it, Kyugo!”

As I was about to throw it out the window, Maika clung to my waist, trying to stop me.

“Let go, Maika! There’s no point in holding on to this!”

“Calm down! What’s left if you give up baseball!?”

“Nothing’s left! Baseball, Koshien… none of it… I’m just… useless trash!”

“Kyugo!!”

“Don’t stop me, Maika! I’m throwing it all away!!”

“Aren’t you supposed to do this kind of thing with a glove!?”

“Good point.”

A Precise Point That Brought Me Back to Reality

“You’re absolutely right… Yeah, even if I throw the condom away, I can still play baseball. Totally can.”

Why was I even holding a condom in the first place…? Oh, right, to throw the ultimate pitch.

Wait, no. The condom I use for collecting the Ama-dashi Juice is already in the baseball bag I’m taking tomorrow. The box I picked up in a hurry… oh, it’s Riko’s.

Riko… she was so embarrassed, but she left it behind for me, for… you know…

“Huh?”

“Why are you staring at that extra-thick condom, looking like you’ve figured something out, my husband?”

No, but… isn’t something a bit off?

Riko wanted to go back to the original world by doing something dirty with me. And she probably wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible before Maika could interfere. If she could end things and die immediately after sleeping with me, then a condom wouldn’t matter at all, right…? Or, wait… actually, it would. Yes, it would.

There’s no guarantee that doing it with me would instantly end this world. Riko wouldn’t have any way to know the exact rules. And besides, just because we finish the deed, that doesn’t mean the NTR scenario clears right away. In an NTR game, the protagonist, Yogi Souta, has to learn about the betrayal and fall into despair for the story to be complete.

In other words, if we interfere and stop her from meeting those conditions, there’s a chance Riko could get pregnant before returning to the original world. To prevent that, contraception, a condom, was still necessary.

Because if she got pregnant before clearing… if she did…

“Huh? What happens if… she gets pregnant…?”

“Happiness. Baby. Kyugo’s baby. Baby.”

“Please shut up. I’m trying to focus. Stop clinging to me. Why are you in the Golden Risqué Age right now? Riko’s life is on the line, and having a full-blown erection at a time like this is beyond inappropriate.”

“What the heck is a ‘Golden Risqué Age’? Isn’t ‘Prime Time’ enough?”

Crap, I said it out loud again.

“Well, whatever. Now that we’re talking about it, you have this weird period every month where you smell extra sensual. That’s what’s happening now. You’re all plump and it’s driving me mad, so just back off for a bit.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, gross… Wait, hold on… monthly…? Could it be—”

“Stop making that flushed, seductive face. Don’t look up at me with those needy eyes, seriously.”

“Well, you see… today and tomorrow might be the days when I’m most likely to get pregnant.”

“What?”

“My ovulation day is around the day after tomorrow, so if I did it with you today or tomorrow, there’s a high chance of getting pregnant… right? Actually, yeah, definitely Kyugo’s baby. Baby. Kyuka and Maigo.”

“Don’t make them fraternal twins out of nowhere. And those names are awful. We need to think of new ones.”

“You’re right. If we name the first kids after us, it’d be unfair to the ones that come after. …No, that’s not the point! Are you telling me you instinctively sensed my ovulation period…?”

“…Seems like it.”

Wow, I’ve been so freaked out by Maika’s scary sense of detecting my… releases, but I’m no better. I’ve been getting worked up around my sister’s ovulation every month… This is really bad.

“No, wait, hold on. Huh? But, based on your menstrual cycle… there’s no way the day after tomorrow is the right time. I know at least that much about reproductive health.”

“It’s not about that; it’s creepy that you even know my old cycle as a former sister. But after reincarnation, my cycle got messed up, and it became synced with the original Hyakunogi Maika’s. I can tell because there’s an app called ‘LunaLuna’ on my phone. Look, even in this world, LunaLuna shows ‘Love Days’. Or as you call it, the ‘Golden Risqué Age’.”

“Stop it. Don’t master it. It’s impressive that you’re getting the hang of LunaLuna, but don’t master ‘Golden Risqué Age’.”

“Golden Rikuto & Rumina Time.”

She decided on the twins’ names. Honestly, they’re not bad!

Wait, that’s not the point right now!

Come to think of it, like me, both Maika and Riko have inherited the hormone balances of their original characters. Not everything, but at least the reproductive functions. That’s why I can… perform at this level. As the main character of an eroge, I wasn’t allowed to change my reproductive identity.

Conversely, if we somehow went back to the original world…

“No way…”

My heart started pounding loudly.

All of Riko’s past statements flooded into my mind.

Why did Riko impose the “no-sex-with-Maika-until-Koshien-ends” Mochi-mochi rule on me?

I thought it was because she believed that the world would end with our participation in Koshien. I assumed she felt that preventing sex until Koshien was enough to keep things under control.

But that logic doesn’t hold up!

Even if this world ends and Maika and I return to the original world, there’s no guarantee that we wouldn’t sleep together. After all, we now know there’s no blood relation between us!

Of course, as Riko said, if she were to die because of us, there’d be no way for Maika and I to find happiness together. But that’s not an absolute certainty. Unlike those two years in the past, Maika and I now understand each other’s feelings.

Losing Riko would be an eternal wound, no doubt. Like before, I’d be consumed by thoughts of Riko, more than Maika, and that’s a pathetic truth. But because of that, I feel like we’d end up coming together physically, trying to heal each other’s wounds, to fill the voids in our hearts.

Riko must’ve anticipated this, right?

Exactly. That’s the key point. Riko anticipated this and still deemed it not a problem. She even said it herself. For Riko, sex is merely one means to become my number one. Whether or not Maika and I sleep together isn’t that significant in the grand scheme of things!

In other words! That Mochi-mochi rule! There’s a significant, hidden reason behind it that can’t be reduced to just a means for Riko!

And that reason is…

“Maika… I’m sorry. I’m about to ask you to do something truly horrible. No, this isn’t a request. It’s an order. You’re not allowed to refuse. Obey me.”

“Eh…?”

I grabbed Maika by both shoulders and looked straight into her small, surprised face.

Her eyes wavered in shock.

I am truly the worst man ever. But I’m not letting her go. This must be done at all costs.

I took a deep breath as if making the confession of a lifetime—and told Maika.

“Maika, bear my child.”

“Fifteen. Babies.”

She answered immediately. She wasn’t aiming for a baseball team, but a rugby team. My wife is the best. I love her. She smells nice. I love her.