While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 117: Even With Shadows

Chapter 117: Even With Shadows

Yuu Onodera, my childhood friend, neighbor, and girlfriend, who often stays over at my house.

“Mufufufu~♥”

This morning, after Golden Week, on our way to school, she clung to my arm, giggling softly with a “mufu” sound.

Her long, glossy black hair shimmered deep brown in the sunlight, bouncing playfully at her back, reflecting her mood. Her cute face was utterly smitten, eyes narrowed with long lashes, sporting a goofy grin. She was too amusing.

Yuu gazed at me up close, dreamy, giggling “mufu” again. Like a sunflower basking in the sun, she kept looking up at me.

Her heartwarming demeanor made me happy, but what was up with her today? She seemed especially thrilled to be with me, more than usual.

…That said, her joy was great, but with her perfect-sized, perfectly-shaped breasts pressed against me, I worried my “little buddy” might “stand tall” like a sunflower. One sunflower—Yuu—was enough.

I tried gently pulling away, but she pretended not to notice, clinging even tighter. Rejecting her affection felt wrong, so I tossed out a question instead.

“You’re in quite a mood this morning.”

“Because~♥”

Her response implied I should know why.

Probably because I cooked for her this morning…

Despite my normal taste buds, my cooking—especially seasoning—was subpar.

Of course, she wasn’t thrilled about the bad food itself but about my effort to cook. That’s what made her happy.

…Even though she trashed it, I’m not holding a grudge.

She made quite a fuss this morning, didn’t she?

Despite Yuu’s pro-level cooking skills, I got up early to cook while she was staying over. She must’ve found it bizarre—or alarming. Her face paled as she rushed into the kitchen in pajamas, looking near tears, crying, “I’m right here…!”

She seemed to grasp the situation instantly but turned ashen, stammering, “N-No way, Ren-chan…!? A-Are you… t-trying to dump me…!?” Her wild misunderstanding was painful to see, so I explained a bit.

“W-What… that’s it…?”

Relieved, Yuu sighed, stroking her chest.

She thought my cooking meant I was going to dump her, as if her worth was tied to her cooking skills. Her lack of confidence—or trust in me—worried me, and I lightly complained.

“N-No, it’s not that I doubt your love, Ren-chan…!”

“Love…?”

Her words made me blush, and she fidgeted.

“Um… can I… watch you cook up close…?”

“…? Sure.”

It was an odd request, but I took it as her wanting to supervise my shaky seasoning skills, so I agreed.

Yuu stood behind me in the kitchen, staring blankly at my hands, which was a bit unnerving at first.

“How is it?”

I presented my homemade meat sauce pasta, with a side of salad and a fried egg (which Yuu suggested I make myself). The egg was simple—salt and pepper, nothing special. It suited my appetite, though.

The pasta was the issue. With only boiling time and sauce to differentiate it, my seasoning skills were on trial.

I used ground meat, canned tomatoes, ketchup, and some spices from the kitchen. Freshly made sauce lacked depth, so I aimed for simple yet tasty. But…

“How is it?” I asked, feigning calm as Yuu politely twirled the pasta with her fork.

“…Ren-chan.”

“…!!”

Here it comes—the verdict.

O great Yuu Onodera, bestow your wisdom!

“You might’ve spent too long on the pasta.”

“…Right.”

The sauce took nearly an hour to make.

Fatal for a morning dish. I woke early, so we had time before school, but I’d need to plan better next time.

Yuu scooped a bit of the generously piled meat sauce, popping it into her mouth.

“…Ren-chan.”

“…!”

Another verdict.

O great Yuu Onodera, grant me more wisdom!

“Maybe boil the pasta a bit less next time.”

“Ah, right, I’ll aim for al dente.”

…Wait, what about the sauce? The critique? The review?

…Is there no hope?

“Munch… munch… munch…”

Yuu twirled pasta, occasionally savoring the sauce, her face expressionless.

She looked pained, almost tearful.

So, my cooking’s that bad, huh…

“(I don’t want to say this…! But I can’t lie to Ren-chan…!)”

“…”

A different struggle, apparently. She even whispered her feelings to clarify.

…So it is bad.

“Alright, Ren-chan, I’ll be honest…!”

“Go for it!”

And so, my cooking was utterly trashed, leaving me with near-traumatic wounds.

But I won’t give up…!

Effort pays off eventually.

When, I don’t know, but still.

“Yuu, we’re on our way to school. Don’t cling so much—it’s noticeable.”

“It’s fine!♥ We’re already the most noticeable couple!♥”

“…Are we?”

I started to retort but recalled a key fact.

Dating Yuu, known as one of the school’s top beauties right after enrollment, made us stand out. No way we weren’t.

“It’s okay!♥ Our lovey-dovey time matters more than others’ stares!♥”

“Well, some people get annoyed just seeing couples like us—”

Looking around, I reconsidered.

“There’s no one here!♥ We can be lovey-dovey until the corner 300 meters from school!♥”

“…Alright.”

I nodded, accepting Yuu’s excessive closeness this morning.

“Haa~♥ So happy!♥ Super happy!♥”

“Glad to hear it.”

“What about you, Ren-chan?♥ You?♥”

“Yes, yes, I’m happy. Thanks for this wonderful daily life, Yuu.”

“Nfu~!♥♥♥”

…I’d given up on ordinary happiness long ago.

But living earnestly day by day, I’ve somehow gained a precious, peaceful routine.

Maybe even boyfriend-girlfriend stuff can be solved with effort and time.

There’s a stigma about being passive in love, but people have their reasons. I’m no love expert to judge.

…What’s a love expert, anyway?

I thought that myself.

Lots of romantic experience means lots of heartbreak.

You might know countless patterns of the opposite sex, but if you haven’t won your true love, it’s just—oops, almost slipped.

Being too love-dependent isn’t great, and judging someone’s “colorful” love life might ignore their reality. Terms like “player” or “slut” might just mean aimless fun or personal circumstances. I’ve heard of brain structures linked to cheating or people ruining themselves by taking “play while young” too seriously.

The world’s full of different people…

Still, I agree that love is best observed from afar. Passionate relationships often bring problems, entanglements, or even miserable kids from messy affairs—like my family. That’s something to avoid.

“Ren-chan, you’re thinking about our future again…♥”

“…Hm.”

I started to deny it but reconsidered—it wasn’t far off.

I swore to avoid creating a troubled family, so Yuu’s intuition wasn’t wrong.

…I think my face is hard to read.

Once, a friend asked, “Was that joke not funny?” I said, “No, it was,” but got called a liar. I practiced smiling as a kid.

Despite needing training to express emotions, Yuu reads my thoughts accurately. It’s like she has a superpower.

“All thanks to love…♥”

“…”

See? She read my mind again.

“You read my thoughts?”

“Same as your talent…♥”

“…?”

“My love for you and your love for me let our hearts connect!♥”

“…”

I swallowed “You’re intense.”

Yuu’s love was so deep, I struggled to respond.

She spouts cult-leader-like stuff without shame…

But she often reads my thoughts from my expressions, and I’ve tried to understand her feelings, building her unwavering love (though she gets anxious, it doesn’t shake her love).

We used to do cheesy couple quizzes, trusting my insight.

It means she’s analyzed me deeply.

It’s flattering but a bit scary.

I’m glad she finds me charming and pours endless love into me. I want to reciprocate. That’s true.

But that’s the “truth” she seeks, not necessarily the facts of who we are now.

Does she fully understand me? Do I fully understand her? Not always.

I don’t find myself charming.

I can’t grasp why someone would like me.

I’m aware of it.

It’s a flaw, a major gap in me.

Like with Yasuoka’s incident—being cursed and hated feels more fitting for me.

And I don’t think to fix or change that.

I can’t.

I get hurt like anyone, but I can’t live without those wounds. I’m aware but don’t care enough to fix it.

Strange.

Hopeless, unsalvageable.

“…Ren-chan.”

“Hm?”

Yuu’s eyes met mine as she held my arm.

“You won’t go anywhere, right…? You won’t just disappear?”

“Of course not.”

I’ve never gone anywhere to make her worry, nor vanished.

Yet she clung tightly, anxious, as if predicting the future.

“…You okay, Ren-chan?”

“What’s up, Yuu?”

“Because…”

I played dumb, smiling at her hesitation.

“What, feeling anxious at the peak of happiness?”

“…Maybe. Sorry, that was sudden.”

“It’s fine.”

I laughed it off, walking to school with the downcast Yuu.

I have reasons to grow, so it’ll work out.

How to grow or what future to aim for, I don’t know.

“…Ren-chan.”

“Hm?”

Yuu, lost in thought, looked up at the corner 300 meters from school.

“I’m pregnant.”

“Wha?!?!”

My brain blanked.

My mind went white.

Then, it started processing.

A simulation of Yuu pregnant with my child ran like a montage… Bzzzt, beep… My brain overheated, breaking down.

P-Pregnant…?

P-P-P-P-Pregnant!?

W-We did it a lot, sure! I relied on birth control, though it’s not foolproof!

It happens so easily—on the way to school, this close to campus!?

Yuu would know, but to say it now!?

“…What would you do if I said that, Ren-chan?”

“—Huh…?”

Another deadly serious joke.

She really messes with my head sometimes.

“What the hell! A joke!? Don’t scare me like that!”

“B-But…!”

Her teary eyes looked up, making me uneasy.

“It’s… really a joke, right…?”

I asked, my thoughts spilling out.

“Yeah. You seemed to be thinking something bad… Sorry for saying something weird…”

“Seriously… That was bad for my heart…”

My heart was still pounding.

It woke me up, snapped me back, thanks to her surprise.

…Right, this time with Yuu is undeniable reality.

I need to face reality—

“…No, it’s okay to face it.”

“Nfu♥ S-Still no pregnancy, right…?♥”

“…Yeah.”

“B-But you’ll get me pregnant someday, right?♥”

“Yeah.”

“Nfu♥ Nfu!♥♥ Nfufufu~!♥♥♥”

Yuu happily rubbed her cheek on my shoulder, still clinging.

My right arm, held so long, felt hot from her warmth.

I couldn’t say how much Yuu was teaching or scolding me.

But her message came through strongly yesterday and today.

“Thinking Ren-chan… brooding Ren-chan’s nice, but…♥ Panicked Ren-chan, thinking about getting me pregnant, was amazing…♥ You had the face of a man who got it…♥♥♥”

“Stop reading my mind… Don’t tease me, hey!”

“Yaa~♥”

I poked her cheek gently, retorting.

I should embrace the daily life I’m building. Not just for responsibility—I have reasons now.

I thought so.

“Yuu, just a—chu.”

“Eh—nchu!?♥ What!?♥ S-Sudden!?♥”

“Calm down, we’re almost at school.”

Kissing her suddenly, she accepted without resistance but blushed, flustered.

Watching her was fun, and she melted back into her dreamy look.

“Yay…!♥ I did it…!♥ Ren-chan… that Ren-chan…!♥ He’s getting so proactive!♥”

“Proactive, huh…”

I couldn’t deny it.

It meant I’d been too passive before. I couldn’t argue, since it rang true.

I calmed Yuu, whose passion switch flipped easily.

I tend to lose control around her, too…

“Yuu, we’re at school. You can’t react to everything I do.”

“Right~♥ It’ll be normal from now on, right?♥”

“Jeez…”

Teasing and flirting with Yuu, who matched my every word, we walked to school.

“Ren-chan…♥♥♥”

“Hey, calm down—”

The sky was ordinary, with some clouds, but today it felt brilliantly clear.

Strange.