Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H090 Shopping with My Little Sister

H090 Shopping with My Little Sister

I woke up on Ren’s bed, with her sleeping naked beside me under the same blanket, breathing softly.

The room was dim, the lights off. They’d been bright during our romp—when did they get turned off? Not worth worrying about.

Careful not to wake Ren, I sat up slowly. She faced me, her peaceful breaths steady, her hair covering half her face.

I brushed her hair aside, revealing her face. Painful scars, but still beautiful. This clan’s full of stunning women—older ones are gorgeous vixens, younger ones adorable beauties.

I let her hair fall back, hiding her face again. I’d love to keep looking, but she doesn’t like being seen, so I shouldn’t stare without permission. She seems fine during sex, though.

“N, nn,” Ren stirred, her eyes fluttering open.

“Good morning,” I said.

“…Good morning…” she replied, shyly sitting up.

The blanket slid off, exposing the large scar on her body. Startled, she pulled it back, then faced me and slowly let it drop again.

I reached out with my left hand, brushing her hair aside to touch her cheek, then slid down to her small, soft breast, tracing the scar from her chest to her stomach.

I placed my right hand on her thigh, pulled her close, and kissed her lightly, smiling as I pulled back. Breakfast was probably soon, so I figured we’d shower and stop there, but Ren had other ideas.

“Akira-san!” she exclaimed.

“Nha, Ren-san?” I gasped.

She flung the blanket off, wrapped her legs around me, and pinned me to the bed.

Straddling me, Ren gripped my morning wood with her left hand, guiding my eager cock into her pussy with deft precision, as if forgetting her right arm’s limitations.

“Akira-san, ah, aahn!” she moaned.

Gucho, gucho, gucho.

Ren rode me fiercely.

“Ah, Ren-san, nn, ah!” I groaned.

Byubyubyubyu!

After one round on the bed, Ren dragged me to the bathroom, where she wrung two more loads out of me under the shower. She’s usually so reserved, but when she takes charge, she’s insatiable.

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After showering, I had breakfast with the Merou family and took my leave. Karin, as expected, threw a fit, saying, “I wanna play with Nii-san today!” But I convinced her with, “I have a promise with another girl today,” and, “You wouldn’t like it if someone broke a promise to play with you, right?” and managed to slip away.

I left the Merou estate with Rin, heading back to the Oshika mansion—me on my bike, Rin on her electric scooter.

At the mansion, I changed, went for a run as usual, and showered while having sex with two maids. After going at it with five women late into the night yesterday, then with Ren this morning, and now again so soon after, I’m impressed by my own stamina. Overdoing it’s risky, but I don’t seem to have trouble getting it up. With over forty kids to sire, there’s no such thing as too much libido.

After the shower (and sex), I changed in my room and headed out on my bike to the large shopping complex I’d visited a week ago with Runa and Youko. Today, it’s just Runa and me, meeting there.

The route from the Oshika clan’s estate to the complex is a gentle downhill, so I pedaled carefully to avoid speeding.

At the complex, before parking my bike, I messaged Runa. Might as well park near her.

Her reply was curt: “I’m already inside, just park anywhere.” There’s plenty of space in the bike lot, so she could’ve told me roughly where she was, but oh well.

I parked in a random spot (I looked for Runa’s bike but couldn’t find it) and entered the complex.

“Onii-chan!” Runa called.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” I said.

We’d shared our phone locations yesterday, so meeting up was easy.

“Decided what to get?” I asked.

“Sorta. Clothes, maybe?” she said.

“Yeah, good choice for me,” I replied.

“I agonized over it a bit. Since my allowance went up, I thought something different from usual would be nice.”

“Sounds good.”

“I’m thinking a pricier store. That okay?”

“Yeah, if it’s just the two of us, something nice makes sense.”

Runa and I walked through the complex, her arm linked with mine.

“Embarrassing,” I said.

“It’s fine. We’re siblings,” she replied.

“Sure, but still.”

Runa probably wants more than a sibling bond, but that’s not happening. Linking arms to let her feel like a girlfriend is the least I can do.

“By the way, is the maid gig’s pay decent?” I asked. Am I technically their employer? Reiran handles everything at the mansion, so I’m clueless. It was all decided without me.

“The hourly wage isn’t great—maybe half to two-thirds of a diner or convenience store job,” Runa said.

“That low? Should I ask for a raise for you?”

What’s the pay structure for the other maids?

“No need. The hourly rate’s low, but it includes room and board, so it’s a steal. The only clothes are maid outfits, though.”

“Oh, right.”

Runa and Youko have rooms at the Oshika mansion. Live-in with no rent? That’s better than most part-time jobs—maybe even higher-paying with meals included.

“So, you’ve got some budget… Oh, this month’s payday hasn’t come yet? Not much cash then?”

“I’ve got savings and April’s living expenses from Dad, so I’m not broke. But I’m counting on your allowance, Onii-chan.”

“Leave it to me.”

Still… my sister’s earning her keep with a job, while I live off Reiran’s (or the Oshika family’s) allowance. Kinda pathetic. Should I work? No, they’d probably say, “Focus on fucking.” I’ll table that for now.

“Onii-chan, how about this store?” Runa pointed to a shop selling moderately high-end women’s clothing.

“Yeah, looks good,” I said.

A super fancy store would intimidate me, so this feels right. Honestly, I know nothing about women’s clothes, so I’m mostly leaving it to Runa.

“Any ideas on what kind of clothes?” I asked.

“Formal, maybe? You probably don’t have much like that,” I said, sharing my prior thoughts.

“Really?” she replied.

“You against it?”

“Not exactly, but for formal occasions, we’d wear school uniforms, right? So maybe casual clothes for outings would be better than formal ones you’d rarely wear.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

I thought I’d planned well, but my little sister shot me down. True, students usually wear uniforms for formal events. As the Oshika head, my case is different, but still.

“Then, something casual for going out but not too out of place for formal settings?” I suggested.

“Yeah, that works,” she agreed.

Sweet, I got Runa’s approval.

“Oh, I don’t know the size,” I realized.

“It’s fine, I know it,” she said.

My sister’s so reliable.

“Hey, why not get some underwear too?” she teased.

“Pfft!” I choked.

“Buying women’s underwear with my sister? That’d make me a pervert.”

“Kidding, kidding,” she said with a mischievous grin, more like she’s poking fun at me.

“Anyway, bras need trying on for fit, not just size. Panties, maybe, but still.”

Runa lecturing about bras feels odd, I thought, glancing at her small chest. I know she wears them, but does she need them? They’re soft to the touch, sure, but fit issues?

“…Onii-chan, you’re thinking something rude, aren’t you?” she said.

“What?” I played dumb, shocked by her intuition. No way I’d say, “Do you even need a bra?”

“Really? Fine then,” she said.

“Let’s pick clothes. What design’s good?”

“When in doubt, ask the staff. They’re pros.”

Runa scanned the store, spotted a clerk, and called out.

I watched from a step back as Runa consulted the clerk. Just starting middle school, and she’s already so capable. I need to step up as her brother.

“Onii-chan, which is better, this or this?” Runa asked, narrowing it down to a few pieces the clerk picked.

Time to be a decisive big brother.

“Uh, let’s see…” I said, comparing the clothes under Runa and the clerk’s gaze.