When I Picked Up A Stunningly Gorgeous Downer-Type Beauty In Front Of The Entrance. - Chapter 35: There's no such thing as a brother who lusts after his sister.1

There’s no such thing as a brother who lusts after his sister.

“Ha?”

After finishing her shower and explaining the situation to Sajou-san as she emerged from the changing room, her first words were this.

Despite having warmed up in the water, her voice was as icy as a blizzard striking the Arctic.

Though the room temperature hadn’t changed, I felt like my body temperature had dropped by ten degrees. Unconsciously, I rubbed my arms, which were now covered in goosebumps. It was really scary.

Her eyes, darker than the deepest abyss, unmistakably conveyed the message, “You bastard who lays hands on your blood-related sister.” This left me utterly flustered.

“Wait, wait!? Please listen to a different story, I beg you! That’s not what I meant! And besides, it wasn’t even me who brought it up!?”

“…Pervert. A scourge to the world… You should just die.”

“Are you even listening!?”

At this rate, I’d be labeled a pervert again. And this time, with the bonus of being a criminal for laying hands on my sister. Isn’t this punishment a bit too severe?

It’s like getting a lottery ticket for a signing event as a bonus with a CD. Tears overflow for the CDs proliferating on flea market apps.

No, that’s not the issue here.

This won’t do. I’m panicking too much to think straight. How did it come to this? Was my explanation that poor?

Like a frog stared down by a snake, I raised both hands and turned pale. My sister, finding this amusing, burst into laughter. Hey, you’re the one at fault here, you know? What’s so funny?

“Hahaha! It’s okay, Nee-san. Even though he’s my brother, he wouldn’t lust after his own sister. He’s a pervert who loves those troubled-cute types, though.”

“Are you defending me or trying to push me off a cliff?”

“If I had to choose, would I be the one to remove the stool at the hanging?”

She’s clearly out for blood. Who in their right mind would harbor sexual desires for such a sister? And please, stop with the troubled-cute talk.

“…”

Hmm, Sajou-san’s throat makes a sound.

Though her narrowed eyes still hold suspicion, the slightly hostile atmosphere has softened.

She crosses her arms and lifts her ample bosom from below.

Once she closes her eyelids briefly, she exhales as if tired, then gazes down at her sister still sprawled across the desk.

“Since it’s originally your room, you should just sleep with me.”

“That’s an enticing offer. But no.”

With a loud ‘hmph’ and a cross made with both arms, she reject it.

“It’s not that Nee-san is at fault, you know? There are circumstances.”

“Circumstances?”

Sajou-san furrows her brow.

Observing her, my sister looks up, deep in thought.

Come to think of it, she mentioned something about having reasons for not being able to do something earlier.

What could possibly be the reason for a girl who loves girls to refuse sleeping with a beauty like Sajou-san?

Me and Sajou-san.

My sister, gathering both our gazes, nods once and says, “Yeah, whatever.”

“I get aroused by women.”

What is my sister even saying?

I’m exasperated by her revealing such an unusual fetish.

We’ve been living apart for about a year. What has she been learning in her new home in Hokkaido?

I wonder if fields of lilies bloom on the pure white snowy land? It piques my curiosity a little.

“Even if it’s with mutual consent, that’s not the point. My sister won’t use being a woman as an excuse to satisfy her sexual desires under the guise of ignorance.”

“Are both siblings perverts? There’s no saving you.”

“Don’t lump me in with him, please.”

This is so embarrassing.

However, Sajou-san seems to regard us equally and shoots a disgusted look our way. It’s painful to see her slightly lean back, trying to create distance.

“No, no. Only my brother is a pervert. I have discretion.”

“Is that so?”

Thrown under the bus.

If she accepts that, then I’ll be the only one left in the pervert category.

Is this bullying? Also, it was my sister who brought this up, so how did it come to this?

I sigh at the unfair turn of events, and my sister claps her hands.

It’s a gesture indicating she’s come up with something obvious to everyone but me.

Now what? I give her a puzzled look, but she doesn’t show a hint of hesitation and beams a cheerful smile, in stark contrast to Sajou-san.

Then she says, “Well then, shall we all sleep together?”

It’s said in a friendly tone, as if it’s a solution to everything.

But nothing’s solved?

I can’t sleep with Sajou-san, not to mention my sister. Well, if it’s a choice between wanting to sleep and not, I’d definitely choose to sleep. But I do have some semblance of reason. At least.

Borrowing my sister’s words, I can’t lay hands on an unwilling partner.

Being in a state of suspense and sharing a bed is unbearable. It’s a kind of torture.

And with my sister there, it would be nothing short of hell. The start of a long, painful, sleepless night.

I’m utterly dumbfounded.

This ridiculous suggestion, neither I nor Sajou-san would accept it.

It’s truly troublesome. I want to apologize for my sister’s behavior, seek her agreement, and convey my apologies, but for some reason, her cheeks are flushed.

Like the warmth just after a shower. Enough time should have passed for it to cool down, so why does the heat return?

And I don’t understand why she’s silent either.

Whether enduring or lost in thought,

Sajou-san murmurs softly, covering half her face with her bangs.

“………… In that case… it’s fine.”