While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 118: The Stalker’s Advance

Chapter 118: The Stalker’s Advance

I expected a lethargic vibe at school after Golden Week, but it wasn’t like that. Seeing everyone regaining energy suggested the break had positive effects—whether from fun or rest.

In a way, “normal” returned quickly.

After first period, the chime rang, signaling a short break.

I prepared for the next class as usual.

“Hey, Hoshimiya.”

“You, uh, about that—”

“Hm?”

Machida, the long-haired baseball guy, and Masunaga, the buzzcut ping-pong player, approached my desk with tense faces.

“What’s up?”

Their theatrical demeanor made me ask casually.

“It’s not ‘what’s up’…”

“Onodera’s at the classroom entrance again…”

“Yuu?”

I followed their gaze to the back entrance.

No one was there.

“She ducked away.”

“She’s gone…”

They kept staring at the entrance, suspicious and uneasy.

“…?”

I tilted my head, pretending not to notice what was up with Yuu.

“You and Onodera… you’re, uh, doing okay, right?” Machida asked hesitantly.

“Did you cheat or something? Or is she suspicious?” Masunaga probed, cautiously but curious.

“Sorry to disappoint, but things are going great with Yuu.”

I braced for “damn normie” jabs, but they just looked at me solemnly—almost pityingly.

My relationship with Yuu was starting to get a bad rap.

“It’s fine. Yuu’s fine.”

“Really…?” they said in unison.

Explaining Yuu was a hassle, and revealing too much would do more harm than good.

Her public image was a perfect, athletic, well-mannered beauty. No need to tarnish that by spilling details about our relationship.

But still.

Was Yuu planning to keep monitoring me in class forever?

Some classmates were noticing the oddity.

Machida and Masunaga’s support could help, but covering for her was getting tough.

This was the price of ignoring Yuu’s weird behavior at school.

With other issues settling down, it was time to talk with her seriously. We needed to.

As the next class neared, I told them, “No need to worry.”

“You sure you won’t get stabbed in the back someday…?” Masunaga said.

“Whoa,” Machida paled.

It’s not just TV drama—real life can be scary.

Love disputes don’t just drive men to snap.

I’d seen news of women stabbing cheating partners. A bad guy could end up in tragedy over a wrong choice. I had to be careful.

“Stabbing? Nothing that dramatic. I told you, Yuu wouldn’t do that to me.”

“Alright…” Machida said.

“If you’re in trouble, just say so, yeah?” Masunaga added.

“Thanks, guys. I’ll lean on you if I need to.”

Getting two good friends early in high school was a stroke of luck.

I’d cherish that bond while ensuring my issues didn’t burden others.

“Ren-chan!♥”

At lunch break, Yuu popped out as I left the classroom, like she’d been waiting.

“Where should we eat our bento?♥”

She waved two bento boxes, her long black hair swaying cheerfully.

“Hm, by the pool?”

“Behind the second gym!♥”

We decided quickly and headed there.

Her clinginess didn’t stop.

She almost grabbed my arm but pulled back, flustered.

Her rationality wasn’t holding back her actions much, which was concerning, but manageable for now.

Meaning, I needed to stop her where it wasn’t.

“Yuu, you keep showing up at my class during breaks, don’t you?”

“…W-What do you mean?”

She blinked rapidly, her long lashes fluttering, then subtly averted her gaze.

She was playing dumb.

Did she think no one noticed?

“Some classmates are getting suspicious. It’s creating a bad vibe, so I’d like you to stop watching me like that.”

“B-But…!”

Her face turned tearful, and she clung to my arm. Luckily, no one was around by the gym.

“I don’t want to be apart from you, even for a moment…!”

“Even for a moment?”

She’d said something like that before.

Not just an expression of affection—for Yuu, it was genuine.

“I’m not blaming you for feeling that way. I’ll come when you call, but stop the constant watching…”

“Uuu…”

She looked dissatisfied but…

“Look, acting like a stalker isn’t okay. We’re dating, so hold your head high—but not too bold, or we’ll stand out too much…”

Standing at the classroom entrance, staring at me, was straight-up creepy.

“S-So, it’s okay to do bold, public lovey-dovey stuff with you!?”

“Wait, how’d you get there?”

If I’m not careful, Yuu leaps over rules and morals. I had to stop her…

“S-So, how far can we go!?♥ Kissing at school? Okay!? Not okay!?♥”

“Uh, listen?”

“Eh!?♥ If kissing’s okay, maybe something a bit naughty is too, right!?♥”

“Listen to me!”

Yuu’s rational brakes were, as always, barely working.