Chapter 164: At the Corner

Today, since there’s a mixed-gender interaction period, I head to school to help with everyone’s cultural festival preparations. I’m cutting fabric, taking measurement notes, and so on.

No one seems embarrassed about me, a guy, knowing their three sizes. Nobody hesitated or skipped breakfast to slim down.

It’s nice to know they understand I’d love any kind of butt or boobs.

“T-Takuya-kun… c-c-could you… take my measurements…?”

“Oh, I’ve got my data from before, so I’ll send it to you.”

“STOP!”

Just as I’m about to pull out my phone, Kaede suddenly interrupts.

“Takuya, you don’t get it! Measuring is about skinship!”

While Kaede lectures me, the face of the girl who came for measurements turns bright red.

“I see… Okay, please go ahead.”

“Y-Yes!”

The girl from the clothing club, in charge of measuring, huffs with determination and takes my body measurements.

At first, Karen-oneechan was eager to hire a pro for my butler outfit, but for the sake of making memories, we decided to ask the class’s clothing club instead.

Once the measurements are done, I rush around helping everyone else, and the class time passes by.

The main event is still a ways off, so we’re not decorating the classroom yet, but everyone’s vibe is coming together for the festival.

“Haa ♡… Getting Takuya-kun to eat our food feels so blissful ♡”

“I know ♡, it’s like we’re being rewarded, right? ♡”

We’re eating lunch in the cafeteria and heading back to the classroom. Everyone made bentos for me again today and is feeding me.

Their cooking skills have leveled up so much. At first, it was just helping their moms, but now many of them are trusted to cook on their own.

“Kya!”

“Wah!”

While listening to everyone’s chatter, I bump into someone at the corner.

“S-S-S-Sorry!!”

The person I bumped into is a girl with orange hair in a middle school uniform, panicking when she realizes she crashed into an older guy.

“No, I’m sorry. I’m fine, so please don’t apologize so much.”

“Takuya-kun wouldn’t get mad over something like this, so it’s okay.”

Yuika-san helps the middle school girl stand and reassures her. To the girl, it might look like a scary guy surrounded by a bunch of girls.

“Y-Yes… I’m sorry.”

The girl bows deeply and hurries away.

“I feel bad about that…”

“Well, it happens, Takuya-kun… Oh, is this hers?”

Yuika-san picks up a handkerchief from where the girl was standing and shows it to me.

There’s a bathroom in the direction she came from. She probably bumped into me while wiping her hands or something.

“We should return it.”

“Yeah, let’s check her classroom.”

The color of her indoor shoes was the same as Sakura’s, so she’s probably a third-year. We head to the third floor of the middle school classroom building.

I only attended for a few months, but it already feels nostalgic. The others are also reminiscing about their middle school days.

Naturally, our high school uniforms stand out in the middle school building, so it’s a bit embarrassing with everyone staring.

High school uniforms stand out in the middle school building, so it’s a bit embarrassing with everyone staring, especially since there’s five of us together, making it feel like a big deal.

“Oh! There she is!”

In the direction Kanon-san is looking, I see the girl sitting at her desk. We walk toward her in a group.

“Hey, did you drop this?”

“Y-Yes, that’s mine! Thank you so much for bringing it!”

Looks like we found the right owner.

“Huh? Onii-chan?”

I turn around at the familiar voice I hear every day and see Sakura. Oh right, this is her class.

“S-Saku-chan’s brother?!”

“Yup ♡, this is my Onii-chan ♡”

Looks like the girl and Sakura are friends.

“Thanks for always looking out for my little sister.”

As her brother, I figure I should thank her for being a good friend. Maybe I’m being a bit nosy.

“N-No, no! I’m the one who’s always being helped!”

“Nuh-uh ♡, I’m the one who gets help from Tama-chan ♡. Oh, her name’s Tobe Tamaki-chan ♡.”

“Nice to meet you, Tobe-san.”

“Y-Yes!”

After greeting Tobe-san, we leave the classroom quickly. If upperclassmen stick around too long, the others can’t relax.

“Wow, who’d have thought she was Sakura-chan’s friend!”

“The world’s a small place, huh?”

“Darling, what about younger girls? ♡”

“Younger, huh… Well, having just Sakura might be a bit lonely…”

“Exactly! That’s the mindset I think is important!”

Kirari-san seems to think I should gather younger brides for Sakura’s sake.

But I don’t want to bend the marriage conditions I’ve already set.

“Okay, okay~! My little sister’s a middle school third-year too~ ♡. What do you think? ♡ She’s ripe for the picking! ♡”

Kanon-san seizes the moment to pitch her sister to me. I bet she’s cute like Kanon… and maybe has big boobs…

After afternoon classes, I’m relaxing at home in the evening when Sakura comes to my room.

“Onii-chan, I heard what happened with Tama-chan~”

“Yeah, I messed up, huh?”

“Hmm, Tama-chan was super nervous, so I gave her lots of pats, but…”

“Thanks, Sakura.”

I pat Sakura in return for covering for my mistake.

“Nhehe ♡…”

“Are you and Tobe-san close?”

“Yup! ♡ Super close ♡. We hang out a lot ♡.”

“Really? I didn’t know.”

“We went out together the other day too! ♡”

It’s obvious, but knowing Sakura has friends outside my bride circle makes me happy.

“Tama-chan’s so cute! She wants to stay in my class, so she hasn’t picked any guys. Adorable, right? ♡”

Tobe-san’s so close to Sakura that she prioritizes her over chasing guys. As her brother, I’m thrilled they’re such good friends.

“She says no guy’s caught her eye yet. But with Onii-chan… maybe~ ♡”

“Me?”

“Yup ♡. I think you and Tama-chan would totally click ♡. Can you meet and chat sometime?”

“Hmm… Sure, I guess.”

“Ehehe ♡, yay! ♡ Chuu ♡”

Sakura probably wants a same-age bride buddy. It’s not a bad idea to meet Tobe-san on her introduction.

“But, Onii-chan! If you don’t think you and Tama-chan are a match, you don’t have to force it, okay?”

“O-Okay…”

I didn’t expect Sakura to say that, but it gives me confidence to judge Tobe-san fairly.

“Then let’s all go out on the next day off! ♡”

“Sure, sounds good.”

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“K-K-K-Today, thank you for taking the time…”

“Tama-chan, relax! ♡ I told you Onii-chan’s cool with it, right? ♡”

“Yeah, I’d be happy if you didn’t stress too much.”

“Y-Yes…”

Tobe-san greets us like a formal emcee, bowing deeply, her braided hair swaying.

“Onii-chan, call her Tama-chan too! ♡”

“Okay… Tama-chan…”

“Uhyu ♡… Y-Yes ♡”

“Aww~ ♡ Tama-chan’s face is all red! ♡”

“T-That’s because I’ve never been called that by a guy…”

“Nfufu ♡, so cute ♡. Onii-chan, let’s go with Tama-chan! ♡”

Led by Sakura, Tama-chan and I walk through the shopping mall. We pop into a general store, chatting and laughing about interesting things we find.

For lunch, the three of us go to a family restaurant, taking our time. At Sakura’s strong insistence, Tama-chan and I sit side by side.

“I’ll take a pic~ ♡”

Sakura snaps photos of us from across the table, grinning.

“S-Saku-chan, join us…”

“Yup ♡”

Sakura slides into our bench, putting me in the middle for more photos.

“Come on, Tama-chan ♡, snuggle closer to Onii-chan or you won’t fit! ♡”

“O-Okay…”

Feeling their warm bodies on both sides, Tama-chan and I let Sakura take photos until she’s satisfied.

“Tama-chan ♡, let Onii-chan feed you with an ‘aah’ ♡”

“Ehh… A-An ‘aah’…?”

“You sure? ♡ It’s a rare chance! ♡”

“Uuu… Please ♡”

I feed Tama-chan’s small, cute mouth some food.

I’m a bit clumsy, so her mouth gets a little messy, and I hand her a napkin.

“Th-Thank you… ♡”

“Hehe ♡, I got a pic! ♡”

“S-Saku-chan… that photo…”

“I gotchu ♡, I’ll send it later! ♡”

“Yay…! ♡”

We take turns feeding each other, spending time slowly, and before we know it, it’s evening.

It’s getting dark earlier these days.

“Well, Tama-chan, see you.”

“Yes, thank you so much for today!”

We drop Tama-chan off by car and head home.

“Onii-chan ♡, what’d you think of Tama-chan? ♡”

“She’s a nice girl.”

“Yup, yup ♡. Now it’s just up to Tama-chan to make up her mind, right? ♡”

“Yeah, I guess…”

It might sound conceited, but with Tama-chan’s personality, I think she’d say yes if I proposed.

But that wouldn’t reflect her true feelings, so I’ll wait for her to make the first move.

“Nfufu ♡, can’t wait~ ♡”

“Don’t rush her too much, okay?”

“Got it~ ♡”

Sakura gives a vague reply, either understanding or not, and heads back to her room.