How I, a Completely Ordinary Guy with No Special Traits, Risked My Life to Save Beautiful Twin Sisters, Only to Make Both of Them, Who Turned Out to Be Yandere, Fall Madly in Love with Me (REMAKE) - 20

Chapter 20: Wa-Wait! What Are You Talking About All of a Sudden?!

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“Hey, want to play this next?”

“I don’t think this is a game girls usually play, though.”

“Onee-chan and I do it sometimes to relieve stress.”

The game Reona said she wanted to try was a punching machine. Well, I could kind of imagine Reona doing it, but the thought of Riona playing something like that was totally unexpected.

While I was thinking that, Riona had already inserted money into the punching machine and was putting on gloves. Then, she slammed her fist into the punching bag in the center of the machine.

“Yep. That felt great alright.”

“Whoa… That’s a pretty good score.”

Riona’s score was slightly above the average that was posted on the wall. Considering it was the average for both men and women, she was probably really strong for a girl.

“Alright. It’s my turn now!”

“Good luck, Onee-chan!”

“Both of you, watch me, okay?”

Reona put on the gloves, took a deep breath, and then delivered a powerful punch to the bag with a perfect form.

“Hmm…I think that wasn’t my best one…””

“What are you talking about? That score is insane!”

She had scored way above average—enough to match the fifth highest score on the machine’s rankings. Honestly, if I ever got into a fight with Reona, I felt like I’d get completely wrecked by her.

“Ryouya, you should try it too. I swear it’s super satisfying.”

“I’ve never done it before though… Will I be any good?”

“You’ll be fine! You just have to smack the punching bag in front of you with all your might. Don’t think too hard about it.”

I took the gloves from Reona, did a quick stretch on the spot, then hit the punching machine. But the score that popped up on the screen didn’t even reach the average.

“This is way harder than I thought…”

“If you work on your punching form, I think your score would go up a lot.”

“Then, as a special service, we’ll teach you the proper form, Ryouya-kun.”

“Wait, what!?”

To my shock, Reona and Riona pressed up against me from behind. As they started explaining while moving my body into position, their chests were totally pressing against me—I couldn’t focus at all.

“Your shoulder width should be about this much, and your arms should be held like this, and your feet… Ryouya-kun, are you listening?”

“You’ve totally got that ‘I’m not here right now’ look on your face.”

“O-Of course I’m listening!”

That was a lie. I was so distracted by the sensation of their chests. There was no way I could pay attention to anything else. Needless to say, I barely took in any of the rest of their explanation either. And I was sure Reona and Riona knew that and were doing it on purpose. In the end, my second score was pretty much the same as my first, but the two of them looked very satisfied.

“Next, I want to take a purikura with all three of us.”

“Purikura, huh… Actually, I’ve never taken one before.”

“Then we’ll help you graduate from your purikura virginity, Ryouya-kun.”

“…Don’t just casually say something like ‘virginity graduation’ out of nowhere. You surprised me.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

Laughing as we chatted, the three of us entered the purikura booth. To be honest, I felt a little awkward about taking purikura, but with Reona and Riona so into it, I couldn’t say no to them. The two of them started operating the machine with practiced ease, and in no time, we were already at the shooting screen. Then, just as the countdown for the shot started, Reona and Riona suddenly hugged me from both sides.

“Whoa!?”

I was startled by the sudden move, but at that very moment, the countdown hit zero, and the shutter clicked. I tried to wriggle free, but neither of them would let go. We ended up taking five shots total, and I was being hugged in every single one.

“You’re making such a funny face, Ryouya-kun.”

“A super rare expression.”

“Anyone would make a face like that if they got hugged out of nowhere!”

I shot them a protesting glare, but they both looked completely unfazed. Then they started editing the photos—making our eyes bigger and doodling on the screen with the stylus.

“Hey, is it really necessary to make our eyes that big? I don’t really get it…”

“What? But that’s the whole point of purikura!”

“This is totally normal for girls.”

“…Reona and Riona are already ridiculously pretty, so I think you both look great just as you are…”

When I muttered what I was thinking, both Reona and Riona turned bright red.

“W-What are you suddenly saying!?”

“…That kind of sneak attack is unfair.”

“S-Sorry. I didn’t think you’d actually hear that…”

The arcade was pretty noisy, so I assumed my voice would get drowned out in the sound, but apparently not.

“If Ryouya-kun says that, then maybe we’ll leave the eyes as they are.”

“Yeah, this time we’ll settle for just doodling.”

Still blushing furiously, Reona and Riona quietly resumed doodling on the photos. Then, when the time limit ran out, we exited the purikura booth.

“Here. This one is for you, Ryouya-kun.”

“Thanks… By the way, what are you two going to do with your purikura?”

I asked as Reona handed me my cut-out strip.

“We’re gonna stick them.”

“Yeah, purikura are meant to be stuck on stuff.”

Saying that, the two of them started pasting the purikura they’d just taken onto their belongings—like their planners and the backs of their phones.

“…Look, it’s your freedom to stick them wherever you want, so I’ll just let that slide—but can you at least not put them somewhere super visible?”

“Huh? Why not?”

“Because those are purikura of you two hugging me! That’s obviously embarrassing!”

Normal purikura were embarrassing enough—but getting hugged in them? That just made it worse.

“Onee-chan and I are fine with it.”

“Yeah, so let’s go show them off to everyone!”

“No, no. Just because you two are fine with it doesn’t mean I’m okay with it! Not at all!”

I reflexively snapped back at them. But the two of them didn’t seem the least bit inclined to move the stickers. I realized that no matter how much I argued, it’d be a total waste of time—so I gave up.

“Alright, let’s get back to shopping. Where to next?”

“I want to look at new underwear. I want Ryouya to help me choose.”

“Sounds good, let’s do that.”

“No, that’s not good at all! And don’t just drop a crazy request like that so casually like that!”

If I followed them into the women’s lingerie section, people were definitely going to stare.

With that kind of banter, we left the arcade and returned to shopping—but in the end, I got roped into tagging along with them for the rest of the day.

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