Reincarnated as the Promiscuous Protagonist in a Netori Game, Only to Find the Heroine, My Step-Sister, Already Threatened to Be a Submissive Slave~ Liberating the Slave and Planning to Leave Home, Yet Unexpectedly Becoming Loved by My Step-Sister~

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Chapter 14 – Answer My Messages~~!!

“Nii-san, there you are. Good morning.”

Early in the morning.

I couldn’t sleep at all, so I got out of bed first and went to the living room to have a cup of coffee and clear my mind…

“Good morning, Tsumugi. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, thanks to you.”

Tsumugi, with her sleepy eyes, gives me a carefree smile.

She looks a little sleepy, but there’s not a hint of the air she had last night.

I need to remain calm…

Forget about last night.

I didn’t hear anything.

—when I think about Nii-san, I can’t help but feel horny…♡

“……!?”

But for a moment, I remembered that scene.

Her body was played with by Takuma. It should have been an abominable past for her.

How could it lead to such sweet-sounding words and actions? I don’t understand.

No, it’s no use thinking about it. Forget it, forget it, forget it!

The most important thing now is not to let Tsumugi realize that I was awake.

A brother should not expose his sister’s secrets.

“Nii-san? Is something wrong?”

“No, it’s nothing. Do you want some coffee too, Tsumugi? I’ll make you some.”

“Nii-san will make me a cup? I’d love to. I’m so happy~”

“It’s instant, though.”

The relationship that I, now Takuma, developed with Tsumugi was supposed to be a normal brother-sister relationship…

……

…

“Come in, Nii-san.”

In the afternoon, I was invited to Tsumugi’s room, which had been redecorated.

“…Sorry to disturb you.”

I followed Tsumugi, who welcomed me with open arms, and entered the room, slightly nervous…

“O-Ooh…!”

The room was nothing like it was a week ago.

Several pieces of furniture and interior items that arrived in the morning had been placed, adding a sense of liveliness. Each of them had been tastefully arranged with a calm and chic atmosphere, truly reflecting Tsumugi’s style. However, scattered throughout were small decorative items that added a touch of girlish cuteness, creating a perfect balance.

This is definitely a girl’s room—No, it’s truly Tsumugi’s room.

“What do you think, Nii-san? Did I do well?”

“Yeah, I think it looks great. It looks different.”

“Ehehe… I worked so hard because I wanted Nii-san to see it~”

Cutely nibbling on her lip, she rubbed herself against me as if she wanted me to praise her. When I patted her head, her eyes narrowed happily.

Perhaps because of yesterday, Tsumugi seems to have opened up more than ever before.

While it’s delightful in itself, it seems that the level of physical affection has also increased at the same time…

“It’s a perfect time, why don’t we have coffee in my room? I will prepare it for you in return for this morning. Nii-san can sit on the cushion there.”

With these words, Tsumugi disappeared towards the kitchen.

I sat down on the cushions placed with the mini-table as I was told.

When I was alone, I felt uncomfortable wherever I looked, which made me even more nervous.

It should be a room in my own house, but I felt out of place.

“Thank you for waiting.”

A few minutes later, Tsumugi returned with a tray of coffee and sweets.

And after she put the tray on the table, for some reason, she sat right next to me instead of facing me.

She wrapped her thin arm around my arm and locked it in a holding position. I couldn’t escape.

Her eyes, which naturally looked up at me due to the height difference, were staring at me and she had a bright smile on her face.

“I want to talk a lot with Nii-san today.”

“T-Talk…!?”

“Because we don’t have a lot of time on weekdays.”

“I see. Yeah, sure. Let’s talk.”

We’re just…talking.

But why do we need to be so close with each other…?

Her sweet scent and soft touch makes it hard for me to think clearly.

In contrast, Tsumugi came at me with her engine running full throttle. Her beautiful face was right in front of me.

“So, Nii-san. I have a question.”

“Y-Yeah?”

“When is Nii-san’s birthday? What is your blood type? Do you have a favorite food? What about food you don’t like? What are your hobbies? Is it something I can do with you? And also, what type of woman do you like? And—You don’t have a girlfriend, do you? I’m sure you don’t have one. You don’t, right? Right? Right?”

Many questions were asked in close proximity, without time to catch one’s breath.

I was amazed at Tsumugi who was closing the distance with such vigor.

“Wait, wait a minute! Wait a minute, Tsumugi! I can’t answer even if you say it all at once like that!”

I panicked and stopped for a moment.

“I-I’m sorry… I just got carried away…”

Tsumugi corrected her posture with a remorseful expression on her face.

“I’ve been thinking…”

“Hmm?”

“I’ve been thinking that I don’t know Nii-san at all.”

Tsumugi’s questions were basic ones that you would normally ask at a first meeting (although the second half was a bit odd).

We don’t even know each other like that.

It makes sense though, because we had a bad encounter.

From Tsumugi’s point of view, she probably didn’t even want to know about Takuma.

“I want to know about Nii-san. Please tell me. Tell me everything!”

“Tsumugi…”

But now, she’s happy to say something like this.

“Okay. I’ll tell you a lot about me.”

Not about Takuma, but about me.

“But one by one. We have time, so let’s talk slowly. Also, tell me about Tsumugi. I want to know, too.”

“Yes, of course…! I love you, Nii-san…!”

“Huh..!?”

Tsumugi was so thrilled that she hugged me.

She loves me as a family, right…!?

There can’t be another way.

With that conclusion, we finally start talking. We took turns asking one question at a time.

It was as if we had really met for the first time, but we were happy to get to know each other and had fun.

In this way, gradually but surely, we will become more and more like real siblings.

☆

—Saturday night.

Minase Rion was lying on her bed in her room, dressed in a light, casual loungewear that matched the season.

She was lying face down with her face pressed against the pillow, looking very lethargic.

This is the image of the strict head of the public morals committee that is never shown at school.

In her hand was a smartphone. She gently lifted her right hand to switch it on and looked at it. Then, she sighed and quickly turned it off.

“Ughhh~~~~~~!!!”

Burying her face in the pillow again, she ruffled her bluish hair and rumbled around on the bed…

“Whyyy~~~ Why is he not replying~~~!!! Huuu~~!!!”

Rion was now waiting for a message from someone.

A man with whom she has a connection that is hard to describe in a few words.

“Tsukishiro Takumaa!!!”

The other day he had asked her about the volunteer schedule.

Normally, there was no need to listen to him. No need to believe him. Rion knew that.

The good-natured Rion has already been deceived many times by these sweet words and has suffered bitterly.

She really hates Takuma.

When she thinks of his abominable face, she can’t help but feel a burning heat rising up from deep inside her body.

But lately he’s been a bit different.

He didn’t do anything wrong that would bother the public morals committee members. He was beginning to distance himself from Nakamura Yuuto too.

Next to him is his step sister, who is said to be the most beautiful girl in the school. Everyone could see that they were getting along with each other in a healthy way.

It is difficult for people to change.

But at the same time, that doesn’t mean that people can’t change.

Rion can’t unilaterally deny people who are striving to change.

So she thought she would like to be of help, even if only a little.

And yet…

“Answer my messages~~!!”

More than a full day had already passed since the message was sent on Friday night.

But there was not a single response.

“Should I try calling him…?”

An idea came to Rion’s mind.

“No, I better not. It’s just not right for a woman to call a man. It feels somewhat ominous. Besides… I don’t want to hear his voice during the holiday in the first place…!”

She denied the idea immediately.

It seems all she could do was wait and see.

“Did I send a weird message…?”

Feeling uneasy, she read over what she had sent again.

[Next Sunday, there will be a beach cleaning volunteer event before the beach opens. Would you like to join?]

[I await your reply.]

There was nothing strange about it.

It was a short sentence that conveyed only what was needed.

There were no traces of cuteness in the messages but there shouldn’t be any fault on Rion’s part.

“Huuu~~~…!!!”

Rion’s uneasiness still remains.

And her precious holiday passed in vain.