Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H084 What Was Forgotten?

H084 What Was Forgotten?

“What’s your plan after this, Oshika-kun?” Inori asked.

After finishing lunch, I left the ramen shop with the three girls. The charshu ramen was pretty good—I’ll come back.

“I’m gonna explore a bit more before heading home,” I said. More like cycling than exploring, though.

“We’re going shopping in Kuniko’s car. Wanna join?” Inori offered.

“Inori!” Akika exclaimed, sounding flustered.

Apparently, Kuniko has a driver’s license and a car—probably one of the three parked here. They’re not heading back to the dorm yet, I guess.

“But I’ve got my bike, and I have plans this evening,” I said.

“No big deal. Leave your bike here and pick it up later. We won’t be out too late,” Inori insisted.

If they’re cool with it, I wouldn’t mind joining, but my evening’s booked for stud duties. Inori says it won’t be late, but girls’ shopping trips always take forever—it’s practically a universal law.

“Inori, don’t pressure Oshika-kun,” Kuniko said gently.

Akika nodded vigorously in agreement.

I wouldn’t mind hanging out with female friends if I didn’t have evening plans. But I’m a bit worried—Akika and Kuniko seem hesitant to invite me. Did I do something to turn them off?

As if ignoring them, Inori stepped closer, crossing her arms under her chest to emphasize her ample breasts. On purpose, maybe?

“We’re shopping for underwear today,” she said, giving me a coy look, her cleavage in full view.

“Inori!?” Akika gasped, her face screaming, Why are you telling a guy that!? Kuniko put a hand to her forehead, like, Oh, no.

So that’s why they were reluctant—not because they dislike me. That’s a relief.

“You could see three beautiful classmates in their underwear,” Inori teased, her gaze seductive.

My heart skipped a bit, but shaking off the temptation wasn’t hard.

“Thanks for the invite, but I can’t be late for my evening plans, so I’ll pass. Sorry. Ask me again sometime,” I said.

Akika visibly relaxed, and Kuniko, less obviously, looked relieved too.

Does Inori really call herself a “beautiful girl”? They’re all cute, no doubt, but still.

“Really? Too bad. Guess seeing Youko naked makes underwear a letdown, huh?” Inori said.

“Not exactly, but enjoy your day,” I replied.

“Got it. We will,” she said, finally backing off.

So Youko told them about our sex. She let it slip at lunch before, but they probably pried more out of her later.

A month ago, Inori’s teasing would’ve rattled me, but now I can handle it calmly. I’ve seen plenty of the clan’s beauties—Youko included—in compromising positions and slept with them. High school girls’ underwear doesn’t faze me anymore.

“See you at school,” I said.

“Yeah, see ya,” Inori replied.

“I’ll wear today’s underwear to school,” she added.

“Enough already!” I laughed.

Waving, I watched Kuniko’s white compact car glide out of the parking lot.

What’s Inori’s deal, though? Inviting a guy to underwear shopping? If she’s always like this, Akika and Kuniko have their hands full. They said they don’t always hang out together, though.

Anyway, time to move. Checking my phone, it’s almost 2:00 p.m. If I head back in two or three hours, it’ll be about right.

I went to pocket my phone but yanked it back out. Damn, I almost screwed up. Not yet, but close. I’ve been so busy since joining the Oshika family—mostly in that way.

But I remembered just in time. What to do? …Right, I’ll head home now and talk to Runa.

Pocketing my phone, I hopped on my bike and headed back earlier than planned.

Back at the Oshika mansion, I took a breather in my room before messaging Runa to come over. Normally, I’d use the handbell to call a maid, but that summons whoever’s nearby, not a specific person. I want my sister Runa, not a maid, so I messaged her. She’s working her maid shift—hope she checks her phone.

Five minutes later, a knock came.

“Come in,” I said, sitting on the sofa.

The sliding door opened, and, of course, it was Runa.

“What’s up, Akira-sama?” she asked, bowing with a maid-mode smile. Is that smile in the maid manual?

“Uh, I need to talk to my sister Runa, not the Oshika maid. That okay?” I asked.

“Of course. …What’s up, big brother?” she said, instantly switching to sister mode and plopping next to me.

My sister Runa is the cutest in the world.

Anyway.

“So, I totally forgot until just now, but…” I started.

“…Seriously, big brother?” Runa said.

“Yeah…” I mumbled.

“That’s unbelievable,” she said.

“I know, I’m sorry,” I said.

“Well, you remembered, so it’s fine. Want me to go shopping for it tomorrow? You coming?” she asked.

“That’d be great,” I said.

“But if we go together, it might give it away. Maybe we go separately and meet there?” she suggested.

“Yeah, let’s do that,” I agreed.

Thanks to Runa, it’ll work out. Phew.

“Not as a trade, but I’ve got a favor to ask,” she said.

“What’s that?” I asked. I’d do anything for my cute sister.

“Um, big brother, let’s have sex,” she said.

My little sister just made an outrageous request. …Or maybe it’s normal? We’ve already crossed that line, and since moving here, we’ve hooked up a few times.

“Sure, but is there time?” I asked, gently stroking her hair as she leaned in, already unbuttoning my shirt.

“Thirty… twenty minutes, maybe,” she said.

“Then we’d better hurry,” I said.

“Yup! You strip the rest!” she chirped.

Beaming, Runa stood, leaving my shirt half-open, and started shedding her maid outfit. I stood with a wry smile, quickly stripping.

If we had more time, I’d love to undress each other slowly, but this is nice too—watching my cute sister strip shamelessly in front of me.

Fully naked, we wrapped our arms around each other’s waists and moved to the bedroom next door.

On the big bed, we started with a kiss. Stroking Runa’s long, glossy hair, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, savoring her slowly.

Her hair is long, beautiful, and feels amazing to touch. I know now she grew it out because I once told her about my “love at first sight” girl with waist-length hair. Runa, crushing on me, grew hers to compete with a girl she’d never seen. Probably Youko too. I never realized until they confessed.

Sliding my hand from her hair to her waist, I savored her smooth skin. Girls’ skin is so soft and sleek—always a pleasure.

Runa’s hand wrapped around my cock, stroking gently. It was soft when we hit the bed, but her tender touch got it rock-hard, leaking precum. She smeared it over her palm, stroking my shaft. Hau, feels good.

I slid my hand over her smooth hips, then her thighs, moving to her crotch. She was already wet.

“Nn!” Runa trembled, moaning as I traced her slit, coating my fingers with her juices.

“N, nn,” she urged, lifting a leg to spread herself. I teased her sparse bush, rolling her clit, making her moan.

Our tongues tangled, saliva mixing. She sucked on my tongue like a hungry bird.

I slipped a finger into her vagina, feeling her body shudder. Moving my middle finger in and out at her entrance, I rubbed her clit with my thumb.

“Nfu, nn, nfun!” Runa writhed, her body twisting under my touch. She’s loosening up nicely.

I pushed my middle finger deeper, rubbing her walls, pressing her clit harder with my thumb.

“Nfukwa!” She arched, moaning loudly, trembling as she lightly climaxed.

I pulled my mouth away. Her tongue lingered, as if reluctant. Not yet, sis—we’re just getting started.

“Feel good?” I asked.

“Hau, big brother, yeah, feels good,” she panted.

“Then let’s make it better,” I said.

I pulled my hand from her crotch, laying her on her back. Her hand left my cock, and she spread out, her vulnerable form making my cock throb.

Spreading her legs wide, I pressed my engorged cock to her entrance. Her eyes, full of anticipation, begged me to enter.

Smiling back, I thrust deep inside.

“Nnaaahhh!” Runa arched, her body shuddering. To keep her pleasure going, I started moving my hips.

Gusho, gusho, gusho.

Lewd sounds echoed.

“An, an, an, an!” Runa arched, moaning lewdly. Sweat beaded on her skin, glistening beautifully. Her modest but soft breasts swayed. I cupped them, kneading as I thrust.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, aahhh!” She bucked her hips, her vagina tightening, squeezing my cock.

“Ku, I’m cumming!”

Dobubbo!

Dokkun, dokkun, dokkun.

Squeezed by her vagina, I shot a massive load deep inside her tiny body.

Note: In this story’s world, 16-year-olds can obtain a driver’s license.