The Story of a Man Who Vowed to Not Let Any Man Come Between Yuri, Only to Find Himself Caught in Between Them - Chapter 02: Even If It's Me, I Won't Forgive the Guy Who Got in Between the Yuri

Chapter 02: Even If It’s Me, I Won’t Forgive the Guy Who Got in Between the Yuri

“…I had a good time, yeah.”

On my way home after finishing my job as Tsukki, I murmured that to myself.

After getting rid of the b*****d who tried to get in between Minase and Aizawa, both of whom are said to be exceptionally beautiful even in our high school, I was in heaven.

“Hey, Yuka, can I have some of that ice cream over there?”

“Sure, Mai, ahh~n”

“Ahn~n♪“

Originally, they had plans to go to karaoke together, but it seemed that helping them out was the trigger that sparked their interest, so they sat on a nearby bench and observed me.

However, I was filled with joy at the sweet exchange between the two that took place at that time.

While entertaining the children or distributing tissues and flyers to adults, I was staring at them intently through my mascot costume.

“It’s a lie if they’re not dating after that… Well, it certainly doesn’t look like anything beyond a friendly exchange between girls, but… hmm.”

As I was thinking about that, I suddenly remembered the yuri game I was playing and quickly rushed home.

“I’m home~”

My parents hadn’t returned yet, but my sister’s shoes and another pair I recognized were lined up.

I didn’t really need to call out to them, so I headed towards my room, but my sister came out just then.

“Oh, Onii-san, you’re back.”

“Yeah, I’m back.”

My little sister is a cute girl who is small in many ways, although it’s not really fair to compare her. Despite her small stature, she has quite a strong grip, so I’m always curious about where she gets that strength from.

“Is Rito here?”

“He’s here! Wait, I was going to the bathroom!”

“Bye~”

I chuckled at my sister’s noisy footsteps as she disappeared into the bathroom.

My sister’s name is Sangou Ihomote, and her cuteness combined with her lovely personality makes her loved and adored by many…truly my pride and joy.

And the person I mentioned earlier, Rito, is my sister’s boyfriend.

“Hey, Rito, you came at a good time.”

“Oh, Sakuya-senpai!”

When I peeked into the room, there was a boy sitting alone. 

He was smaller in stature than Sangou, but still on the small side for a boy, and his face was androgynous, so he was often mistaken for a girl. 

His name was Rito Sendo, as I mentioned before, and he was my sister’s boyfriend.

“You finished your part-time job, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. I’m exhausted today.”

“Isn’t it about time for you to stop? What kind of job are you doing?”

“It’s embarrassing to say. I’ll have to take you to see the other me.”

“??”

Of course, my sister didn’t know about Tsukki, so Rito didn’t know either. 

It sounds good to be called a beautiful boy mistaken for a girl, but Rito has a complex about being called cute by anyone other than me or Sangou. If someone else calls him cute, he becomes blatantly cranky… Well, I guess that’s cute too.

But, Rito and I had a certain common hobby.

“Sangou isn’t back yet. Okay, come to my room, Rito.”

“Okay! I’m coming!”

Taking advantage of Sangou being in the bathroom, I took Rito to my room. 

Then I showed him my recently acquired collection.

“Here, this is my recent spoils.”

“Oh… This is… Yuri Wisdom!”

What’s Yuri Wisdom? Well, as you can tell from his reaction, Rito is also one who awakened to Yuri through my genius education.

A few days ago, Rito had been looking seriously at a number of manga, mainly focusing on Yuri, that I had bought on a day off and brought back from a slightly distant place.

“This is a girls’ school series, this is a sisters’ series, and this one is a Yuri harem!”

“Woahhh!”

Honestly, to those who have no interest in yuri, we probably looked like fools. 

But I had no intention of changing my way of life, because being able to pour my passion into things I love like this is also part of my youth.

“Um, any of them are fine, right?”

“Of course. I bought them for you, after all.”

“…Senpai!”

Then Rito stuffed my loot into his bag.

Although we were hiding it from Sangou, it wasn’t like it mattered if she found out about our hobby, because she already knew about it. 

It was just embarrassing for Rito to be seen getting so excited about yuri in front of her.

“Onii-san.”

“What is it?”

That night, my sister sat on my bed and spoke up.

“Rito left hugging his bag like it was his life. Was it another one?”

“Yeah. Should I stop?”

“It’s not like that, but… I wonder why he’s so embarrassed for me to find out.”

“Who knows? Well, men have their own difficult problems to deal with.”

“I see…”

As I talked with my sister, I played yuri games on my handheld console.

“Ane-sama….”

“I love you too.”

The game reached its ending, and one story had come to a close.

Before I knew it, Sangou had sat down next to me, looking at the screenshots that appeared at the end.

“They’re all so cute.”

“Right? Especially the student council president, she’s my type.”

“Wah, Onii-san’s favorite busty older sister type.”

I know exactly what she’s talking about.

Although I certainly like Yuri, it’s not like I don’t have romantic feelings towards women, and there are many times when I think “she’s good” or “she’s not” about normal girls.

In fact, I even fantasize about girls like Minase and Aizawa, who I met while working part-time today, thinking they’re beautiful, so it would be great if they were my girlfriend.

“Well, I think it’s fine. No matter what hobbies you have, you’re a cool brother to me.”

“Really? Am I handsome?”

“It’s not like that. It’s just like a big brother.”

“…I wish I was born handsome.”

“No, you can’t. You’re fine as you are, Onii-san.”

Sangou laughed and left the room.

Although that girl admires me as her brother, we get along well simply as siblings, and since I helped her make up with Rito when they fought in the past, she has come to admire me even more.

“…She’s really a cute little sister.”

While keeping her smiling face from earlier in my mind, I played the next game.

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And the next day, I, as Tsukki, was working hard at my part-time job as usual.

After dealing with kids and adults, I was forced to take a break because the boss said I was working too hard.

“…It’s okay though.”

Since it takes time to take off and put on Tsukki’s costume, I was enjoying my break as it is.

I sat on a pure white bench and stared blankly at the sky. 

As passing children pointed their fingers and adults chuckled, I felt a sense of freshness.

“Oh, are you on a break?”

“Looks like it. Hello, Tsukki.”

“…?”

I turned around at the voice from behind. 

There were Minase and Aizawa, both smiling at me.

“What are you doing?”

“We saw you and wondered. So, are you on a break?”

“Ah, yeah…”

“Can we sit next to you? Is it okay?”

“Eh?”

Well, this bench isn’t just mine… I thought, and before I knew it, the two of them were sitting on both sides of me.

(… Why?)

I glanced to the left. 

Minase, with her beautiful long black hair swaying in the wind, exuded the beauty of a traditional Japanese woman, yet had a style that attracted men irresistibly.

Then I glanced to the right. 

Unlike Minase’s black hair, Aizawa had dyed hers brown, but her semi-long hair was also well-groomed and fluttered smoothly in the wind.

“Thanks again for yesterday, Tsukki. You really helped us out.”

“Yeah, I wanted to thank you for that. Afterward, I just kept watching and… before I knew it, you were gone.”

“Well, I had to go because my part-time job was over. I had to change and stuff, so I went back right away.”

As I conveyed this, Minase looked surprised.

“Part-time job? What are you talking about? Tsukki is Tsukki, right? When your work is over, you go back to the fairyland, don’t you?”

Oya, could it be that she is one of those who believe there’s no one inside the mascot costume?

I thought it was stupid, but it seems Minase just wanted to make fun of me.

“It’s a joke. Fufu, Tsukki is funny. And more than anything, you’re kind… and your voice is really cool.”

“My voice?”

It’s just because of the costume that my voice sounds muffled… But wait, could it be that I’m actually becoming a guy with a good voice?

“~You look beautiful today, young lady~.”

“…Ah♪”

As soon as I said that, Minase’s face turned red in an obvious way. I wanted to hit myself for what I had just said, but since I’m not Sakuya right now but Tsukki, I guess I have to take it in stride as part of the deal.

“You certainly have a nice voice… but I’d rather—”

Saying this, Aizawa brought her face close to mine and sniffed me.

I didn’t know what Aizawa was trying to do, but I stood up and said to the two of them,

“This isn’t right. This composition is all wrong.” 

“Huh?” 

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t be in the middle. Come on, you two, get closer.”

I couldn’t let a guy get sandwiched between two girls in a yuri, and that meant I couldn’t let it happen to me either. 

Satisfied with the closeness between the two of them, where their shoulders touched, I sat down next to Aizawa, who had relatively more space.

“…Why’re you sitting there?” 

Minase looked dissatisfied right after.