It's a Chastity-Reversed World, But It's Different From What I Imagined? - 9

Chapter 9: Little Sister’s POV: Mischief

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【Tsuki Kurose】

When my big brother graduated from the third year of middle school, I felt relieved, as though I had reached one milestone. I had forgotten both my own lack of vigilance and my big brother’s brilliance.

I knew that after the graduation ceremony my big brother had been shopping online. But since he only shopped while staying shut in, never going outside, I thought there was no problem.

That was, until the day of the high school entrance ceremony.

Because I had student council work, when I came home from middle school, I found my brother asleep on the living room sofa—it had been so long since I had last seen him. I was struck speechless when I saw my brother again after so long.

Since he had shut himself away, my brother always refused dinner, saying he ate his own meals, so I hadn’t seen him at the table. In the mornings too, he seemed to be active only while I was at school, so this was truly the first time in a long while I had seen him in person.

“Onii?”

I approached my sleeping brother hesitantly. He breathed quietly in his sleep, and… He was beautiful.

Back in middle school, his hair had been messy. His face had been expressionless, with a shadowed complexion. His clothes could not be called fashionable, not even as flattery. His body had been well-trained, yes, but he had looked like a worn-out, prematurely aged man.

Even so… I had thought my big brother was perfect. But what words could I possibly use to describe the person in front of me now?

I knew he had grown taller. His legs stuck out from the sofa. His shirt had ridden up, revealing well-defined abs. When he shifted in his sleep, his underwear peeked into view.

My big brother’s body and presence radiated even more sensuality than before.

And not only that—at some point, he had cut his hair short, and the soft, naturally wavy texture looked like a stylish loose perm. The formerly aged, shadowed face now had smooth, pale skin and refined features, glowing with health.

He had always been manly, with a rough, rugged quality. But the figure before me now exuded both cleanliness and fashion sense, while overflowing with the masculine allure he had possessed from the start.

“Guuh!”

I couldn’t endure it—I held my nose. If I kept staring, I would end up with a nosebleed. And yet my eyes still forced themselves to look at my brother’s sleeping form.

“Haa, haa, haa…”

This was wrong. After all, my brother and I were siblings bound by blood. I must not do something like this. And yet… My fingers reached out toward my brother’s abs.

Poke.

Poke, poke, poke.

Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, poke…

“Nn…”

Flinch!

I quickly drew back. I had been poking at my brother’s abs without even realizing it. He might wake up. I held my breath and watched to see if he stirred. Apparently, my brother was truly exhausted—he did not wake.

“W-what am I doing… But still…”

When I looked again, his abs were hidden beneath his shirt. Though I felt disappointed, it calmed me down. Thinking I was safe now, I gazed at his face.

My brother, whom I hadn’t seen in so long, was far too handsome. His refinement had increased tremendously over these past few weeks. Because I had not seen him, my “big brother deficiency” pulled me toward him all the more.

“Ah!”

Before I realized it, I had leaned closer while staring at his face. If I moved just a few centimeters more, I could kiss him. My lips could touch his beautiful cheek. And if my lips touched his lips… Once the thought entered my mind, I wanted it to happen for real.

“Nii-san! Are you asleep? You’re really asleep, right?”

Whispering by his ear in the faintest voice, I checked if he was awake. Perhaps because of my breath, my brother shivered slightly as though he was tickled.

So cute… I wanted to do it again. But if he woke, it would be for naught. Resolving myself, I stood, leaning toward my brother’s lips. I brought my own lips closer.

Sweeping back my hair that had fallen forward, I held it in place. The setting sun illuminated me, casting my shadow long across the room. Just a few centimeters more and I would reach my brother’s lips…

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My brother stirred awake. The sun had long since set, and night had fallen.

“Huh? I fell asleep. Tsuki, welcome home.”

Not only his appearance, but even his tone had become calm and composed. There was no trace left of the “gross” qualities I had once accused him of.

“I-I’m home.”

I was the one who stammered. Had he noticed? My face grew redder and redder with unease. I couldn’t bring myself to look at my brother properly.

“Isn’t it about time for dinner? I’ll cook today. Let’s eat together.”

Though my brother had never cooked before, he began making fried rice with smooth, practiced movements.

“Alright. Let’s eat.”

Had he gone shopping? He even set instant wakame soup on the table, a kind I had never seen before.

“…Onii. You can cook?”

“No, I just watched some videos on NewTube.”

Had he been cooking during the mornings or afternoons when I wasn’t around? It was the first time I had ever seen my big brother cooking.

“Onii’s cooking…”

“You don’t want it?”

Of course not. There was no way I wouldn’t want it. In fact, this gesture made me so happy I nearly cried.  But my chest pounded so hard, my head couldn’t keep up.

“No. I’ll eat.”

I sat at the table and ate the fried rice. It was a little salty. I couldn’t tell if it was from the seasoning—or the sweat dripping heavily from me, mixing in.

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