While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 119: The Stalker’s Advance (2)

Chapter 119: The Stalker’s Advance (2)

…As expected, or perhaps inevitably.

Yuu was tracking me whenever we were physically apart, except during classes. Even in moments where she could just show herself, she watched me with a feverish gaze.

Unfortunately, whenever I tried to catch her in my line of sight, she hid, so I could only glimpse her at the edge of my vision. Her dedication was intense.

I’d considered letting her watch, hoping her passion would cool and her extreme, suspicious behavior would fade.

But that seemed unlikely now.

And there was another problem.

“…♥”

“Yuu, careful. It’s fine to cling, but let’s walk closer to the edge of the path.”

“…♥”

Her narrowed eyes melted with a dreamy look, her smiling face gazing at me from the side.

As always, she clung tightly to my arm, fitting it snugly between her bowl-shaped breasts.

It was a clear sign of her heightened emotions, even on the way home—aroused, almost. But that wasn’t the issue.

“…”

“Ren-chan♥ What do you want for dinner?♥”

“…Anything’s fine. I’m in the mood for pork.”

“Got it!♥”

Her goofy grin and our married-couple-like banter aside, I was keeping an eye on our surroundings.

[‘…’]

“…”

We were being followed. I could tell.

They were careful not to appear in curve mirrors and hid whenever I reached for my phone.

Very thorough. A pro, maybe?

“…Huh?”

Yuu, who’d been sporting a goofy expression, noticed too.

She scanned our surroundings, just like me.

“…Ren-chan.”

“Yeah.”

Without words, we sped up our pace.

As expected of a childhood friend—perfect sync.

“They’re following us.”

“Should we dash…?”

“Hmm…”

I didn’t know who it was, but this skilled tail couldn’t be ignored.

We took a detour, circling the same area repeatedly, not too widely.

Twenty minutes of looping. If they sensed something off, they might act, but there was no movement.

…Strange.

A normal stalker would want to stay unnoticed. Once spotted, they’d either give up or show hesitation.

If they didn’t care about being noticed, it could be harassment. I mentally searched for suspects—Yasuoka’s associates, maybe—but no hits.

…That narrowed it down.

“Yuu, any guesses?”

“…You already know.”

“…”

As expected. She was thinking of the same person.

“Ren-chan, you’ll scold her properly later, right?”

“…I’ll do my best.”

At a corner-heavy path, where the tail would likely get closer, I used my phone’s camera and a house’s window reflection to catch a glimpse of them.

[‘~♪’]

For a moment, my phone screen showed a blonde girl with a twintail updo, grinning mischievously, peeking from around a corner.

“…”

I relaxed.

If it’s her, walking home like this is fine.

“(Why does it always come to this…)”

The complaint wasn’t mine—it came from Yuu, clutching my arm tightly to her chest.

“Ren-chan-is-my-husband-Ren-chan-is-my-husband-Ren-chan-is-my-husband…”

“Yuu…?”

I heard a tsk as she lowered her head, voice grumpy.

Her eyes were hidden by her bangs, but her displeasure and reluctance were clear.

“Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband Ren-chan is my husband…”

“Yuu, calm down.”

A weird switch had flipped.

Her slower pace almost made me stop, dragged by her grip.

“Hey, we’re almost home. Let’s hurry.”

“…Home…?”

My phrasing seemed to snap her out of it.

Her eyes widened, and she whipped her head to look at me.

“Home…♥”

“Yeah, yeah, home. Come on, let’s walk. We’re going back, right?”

“Home… Home…♥ Our love nest, Ren-chan and mine…♥♥♥”

“Uh, well… let’s just hurry.”

I was getting used to triggering these reactions, but manipulating her with half-truths felt wrong.

At home, there’s my shut-in sister, who rarely leaves her room or meets people.