While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 11: While on a Date with a Beautiful Girl, We Somehow Crossed a Line (Part 2)

Chapter 11: While on a Date with a Beautiful Girl, We Somehow Crossed a Line (Part 2)

“…”

I woke to the chirping of birds.

My body didn’t feel heavy, and my mood was good.

A perfect morning.

Despite staying up late, I’d slept deeply—

…Deeply?

Today’s the day I’m going out with Yuu.

We’re meeting at 10 a.m. at the station.

“Crap—”

If I fell asleep late and slept like a rock, I must’ve overslept.

Panicked, I checked the clock in my room—

“…Huh?”

It was 8:05 a.m.

I’d woken up earlier than expected.

Yet I felt like I’d slept soundly.

My body and mind were in top shape, but the morning started with confusion.

“Well, whatever.”

My skin felt a bit sticky, but that’s normal after a good night’s sleep.

“…”

Last night’s dream—

Thinking about it sent blood rushing… somewhere.

It’s a welcome feeling normally, but not now.

“—Alright.”

I hopped out of bed to shower, freshen up, and tackle breakfast prep and other morning tasks.

*

After getting ready and walking to the station, my date hadn’t arrived yet, so I waited at the platform entrance.

Within a few minutes, a stunning girl dressed with extra effort appeared.

“Sorry, did you wait long?”

“Nah, I just got here.”

Maybe our couple-like exchange was amusing, because she let out a soft chuckle.

“Morning, Ren-chan.”

“Morning, Yuu.”

My childhood friend, neighbor, and fake girlfriend—Yuu—stepped close, almost too close.

With a playful, upward glance, she asked,

“…So, what do you think?”

She was obviously fishing for a compliment on her outfit.

Yuu wore a beige ribbon-tie blouse, a white flare skirt, nude low-heel pumps, and a brown shoulder bag slung over her right shoulder. Her long black hair was in her usual single braid, draped over her left shoulder, but everything else was a full-on “going out” look.

Casual yet elegant, it suited her perfectly.

“Cute. Everything about it suits you.”

“Ehehe~♥”

Sensing my sincerity, a goofy grin spread across her face.

“You look great too, Ren-chan! ♥”

“Thanks.”

My outfit looked like it was ripped from a fashion magazine: an ochre wool cardigan, gray shirt, black pants, and white-and-navy sneakers.

Yuu didn’t say much about my look, just smiling happily, which was enough. I’m clueless about fashion—the more I think, the less I get it—so if she liked my effort, that’s a win.

“Let’s go! ♥”

“Yeah.”

Yuu reached out her hand, and I took it without hesitation.

Within seconds, our fingers intertwined. Lovers’ clasp.

We passed through the station gate together and boarded the train.

Our destination: a recently opened aquarium, not too far from here.

*

The aquarium was surprisingly packed for a Saturday. It took fifteen minutes just to get in with our web tickets.

And this was supposedly less crowded than Sundays—tomorrow’s chaos was scary to imagine. The place spanned about 1,500 square meters, decently large for an aquarium, but cramming in exhibits and visitors meant inevitable crowds when it was popular.

“There’s a dolphin show around noon. Let’s plan our route to catch it.”

“Sounds good! ♥ Take me wherever you want, Ren-chan! ♥”

Holding hands, fingers laced, during the train ride and the walk to the aquarium.

Once inside, our closeness leveled up.

The dimly lit interior, set for the tank displays, made Yuu bolder. She linked arms with me, pressing close. The soft, perfectly sized swell of her chest brushed against my arm.

It’s touching. My heart’s racing.

A mix of nervous tension and subtle excitement made it surprisingly fun, though. If you think about it, our position was kinda embarrassing.

Even other couples passing by or glancing from afar did double-takes at our closeness.

Maybe we were too clingy—or too lovey-dovey—for other couples to handle.

“Look, a beluga!”

“Whoa, cute.”

Yuu pointed at what seemed like a smallish beluga whale (?) charming the crowd through the glass.

It pressed its squishy, fat forehead against the glass, then flipped vertically like a somersault before swimming off. Kids nearby cheered or sulked, thinking it was responding to or ignoring their waves. Adorable.

The tank for the beluga (?) was surprisingly small (though still big compared to home aquariums), and I felt a bit off, so I checked the display panel.

It was a digital one, cycling through info, so I stared for a bit.

“…Oh, I get it. I thought it was small for a beluga. It’s a different species.”

“Huh, it’s called a ‘finless porpoise.’ First time hearing that.”

“Yeah, the info’s kinda interesting.”

At first glance, I couldn’t tell the difference beyond size, but the panel’s comparison of belugas and finless porpoises was fascinating.

“Belugas,” aka “white whales,” are famous aquarium stars with their large white bodies, no dorsal fin, and distinctive fatty forehead. They rival bottlenose dolphins in popularity. Found mainly in the Arctic, they belong to the Monodontidae family, which split from the Phocoenidae family millions of years ago.

Finless porpoises, on the other hand, are small dolphins in the Phocoenidae family. They look similar to belugas but grow only to about 2 meters, half the size of belugas, which can reach 4–5 meters. They’re among the smallest cetaceans. You can tell them apart by the beak: belugas have a prominent one, while finless porpoises have a round head with barely any beak.

“You wouldn’t know unless you read this. Kinda cool.”

“Stuff you’d never think about is so fresh and interesting.”

Knowledge I’ll probably never use, but it’s fun, so who cares.

“Look! Axolotls!”

“Why are they right next…?”

Grouped together for their white color, or maybe to compare sizes, a small tank—suitable for home use—was placed nearby.

Despite the aquarium being brand-new, the axolotls seemed perfectly at ease, like they’d been there forever.

“They look so weird…”

“Yeah.”

The first one we saw got pushed up by the pump’s bubbles, then sank to the back. Once it hit the sandy bottom, it stayed still, like the others.

All of them were motionless at the tank’s bottom, like they were sleeping. That acrobatic one earlier was an outlier.

“Hey, Ren-chan, what’re they doing?”

“Nothing, probably.”

They’re my number-one pick for “creature I’d ask what it’s thinking if I could talk to it.”

“They’re cute. A different kind of cute from dolphins, though.”

“Maybe.”

I held back further comments on these bizarre creatures.

*

We checked out more than just fish—crabs, sea cucumbers, and other oddities—before heading to the outdoor tank area as the scheduled showtime approached.

We joined the noon dolphin show, snagging seats a bit far back to avoid the splash zone. Perfect for calmly enjoying the dolphins and trainers’ performance.

“Whoa, insane balance.”

The dolphins were bottlenose, the classic “dolphin” you picture. A female trainer stood on one leg on a dolphin’s snout as it rose from the water, then jumped and flipped.

The dolphin slapped the surface, followed by the trainer splashing down, creating a small water column.

Then, grabbing the dolphin’s dorsal fin, she surfaced with other dolphins circling, before being lifted into the air again by another and diving back down.

The basic pattern—jump, dive, resurface—stayed the same, but they mixed it up to keep it engaging.

The “ocean circus” lived up to expectations with acrobatic, synchronized moves. The dolphins’ training was impressive, but the trainers’ athleticism and practice were just as admirable.

Finally, a kid from the audience fed the dolphins, and we all clapped, charmed. The show was a clear success.

*

“Phew, that was fun!”

“Yeah.”

I caught a side glance at Yuu’s perfectly sized chest as she stretched, then we left the aquarium. If Yuu had fun, that’s what matters. I enjoyed it too, of course.

Still buzzing from the show, we headed to a nearby hotel’s buffet for a slightly late lunch.

“Wow! ♥”

“What?”

As we sat with our plates, Yuu looked at me, her lips curling into a happy, mushy smile.

With food and desserts spread out, she just stared at me, not touching her spoon or fork.

“I’m totally being escorted by you, Ren-chan… ♥”

“Well, I’m the one who asked you out.”

“…Hehe! ♥♥”

She let out a soft giggle but didn’t look away.

Why was she staring so intently? Wasn’t she gonna eat?

“Not hungry?”

“No, it’s not that… just, you know… ♥”

“Hm.”

Yuu propped her cheek on her hand, looking at me with a pleased grin. It felt good, but…

It was a weird vibe. Itchy, almost.

If this is a real date, it’s like the back of my head’s tingling.

“Oh, this paella’s pretty good.”

Yuu finally started eating, tossing out a casual comment.

The buffet had everything—Japanese, Western, Chinese, even some creative dishes in a small section. It was pricey, but the quality was top-notch.

Maybe I should’ve grabbed a wider variety of stuff.

“Here, Ren-chan! ♥ Say ‘ahh’! ♥”

“—N-No, I’m good…”

“Ahh! ♥”

Yuu’s brakes—or her sense of restraint—seemed completely broken.

An “ahh” moment in a place like this was embarrassing.

She’s usually shy about stuff like this, but today was an exception—she was bold.

“You didn’t grab any paella, right? ♥ This is quicker for a taste! Come on, ahh! ♥”

“…F-Fine… ahh…”

“Ahhh! ♥”

I caved to her insistence and ate the paella off her spoon.

Man, I’m mortified.

“Tasty? ♥”

“…Yeah. Tasty.”

Honestly, I was so focused on chewing through the embarrassment that I barely tasted it. Like I just swallowed a bite of rice I don’t usually eat.

“I’ll make it for you sometime! ♥”

“That’d be… fun, maybe.”

“Ehehe! ♥”

…Yeah, okay.

Eating while looking at Yuu’s relaxed, happy face wasn’t bad.

That’s all I could think.

*

After our fun (and embarrassing) buffet meal, we took a bus to a shopping mall to walk off the food.

“Man…”

“What’s up?”

Yuu let out a soft sigh, sounding a bit dreamy and unsteady.

“I’m just… so happy. ♥”

“Glad to hear it.”

We sat side by side in the back of the half-full bus, still holding hands.

Maybe it was the post-meal haze, but our body heat felt higher, our fingers intertwining again as if to confirm it.

“You, Ren-chan…?”

“…”

Yuu asked with a hint of mock anxiety. I didn’t need to answer—I just squeezed her hand a little tighter.

“…♥”

With a soft “hehe,” she rested her head on my shoulder.

“Sleepy?”

“Hey, don’t tease!”

“My bad, my bad.”

I gave her a light smile, letting her nuzzle her head against my shoulder.

Sniff, sniff.

“…What’re you doing?”

“Nothing~ ♥”

She flashed a goofy grin up close. Cute.

She’d moved her braid aside, saying it got in the way of cuddling. From my angle, I could see her neck, collarbone, and a bit lower.

“…Mmm. ♥”

Catching my gaze, she narrowed her eyes with a smile and plopped her head back on my shoulder.

“Haa… I might be in a bit of trouble like this… ♥”

“Trouble…?”

“Nope, nothing… ♥”

As she spoke, Yuu slipped her free hand between her thighs, over her white skirt.

“…”

Still dreamy, she probably didn’t even realize what she was doing, resting against me.

I quickly shifted my gaze out the window.