While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 120: The Stalker’s Advance (3)

Chapter 120: The Stalker’s Advance (3)

Click, clack… clunk.

“…”

I unlocked and opened the front door.

To let my companion in first, I held it open, acting like a doorman.

“…♥”

Long, glossy black hair flowed past me like a trailing meteor.

Yuu stepped into the house, then spun around.

“I’m hooome~♥ And welcome hooome, Ren-chan!♥”

Her mischievous, narrowed eyes and loving expression had a heart-pounding impact.

“…I’m home. And welcome back, Yuu.”

Maybe because we were entering the Hoshimiya household together, Yuu’s unique greeting prompted me to respond in kind.

…But, man.

“Welcome home” to “I’m home.”

“I’m home” to “welcome home.”

A mundane “normal” in the world—albeit in an odd form—was happening, and I felt both flustered and happy.

“Nfu♥”

“…”

At the entrance, Yuu slipped off her shoes, smirking proudly.

She closed the distance, eagerly studying my reaction, enjoying herself.

“Ren-chan!♥”

“What?”

“Just wanted to call you~♥”

“You little—”

“Yaa~♥”

I poked her cheek as she giggled playfully. Puni.

“Ren-chan, you look sooo happy~♥”

“You—”

“Nfufu!♥”

Her unrepentant grin, despite my poke, made my own cheeks soften.

Frustratingly, her kindness got to me.

“—Ren-chan♥”

“Hm?”

As warmth filled my heart, Yuu stood behind me, her big, bright eyes peeking from beside my face.

Her long lashes fluttered twice, and I knew—she’s about to say something weird.

We were at the bathroom sink for handwashing and gargling post-return, so I couldn’t predict what she’d say.

“Show me your gargling up close♥”

“…There you go saying weird stuff again.”

As expected, an odd request.

“Because~♥ I realized I haven’t seen Ren-chan gargle up close that much!♥”

“It’s not exactly entertaining, and I doubt I’ll meet your expectations…”

As her tone suggested, Yuu had always watched me intensely. From handwashing to gargling, school behavior to table manners—probably even my daily habits and quirks. Yet she still gazed at me with pure fascination, making me feel a tinge of embarrassment.

“…? You washed your hands, so gargling’s next, right?”

“…”

Yuu, standing close, directed me like a coach.

“Hurry~♥ Hurry~♥”

“…It’s hard with you watching. It’s just gargling. It’s not exciting—”

“It’s fine~♥ I love how you look up, defenseless, your Adam’s apple moving!♥ Rolling up your shirt sleeves, showing your strong, veiny arms, scooping water with both hands!♥ Saying ‘ahh,’ gargling ‘gargle gargle,’ and spitting ‘peh’!♥ That’s what I love!♥”

“…”

So specific… She even mimicked how I stopped using a cup for gargling as my hands grew bigger.

She’s got everything down.

“Yuu, you really notice everything…”

“It’s because it’s you, Ren-chan♥”

“…”

She’d mentioned how women often fetishize “manly” traits—veiny arms, muscles, veins. I thought she was into smells or something, but…

“Are you into throats? Or arms?”

I asked casually, though it took some courage.

Knowing your partner’s preferences isn’t a bad thing, right?

If she called me creepy, I’d be crushed, but—here goes.

“I’m a fetishist for all of you♥”

“…Huh?”

I blanked, sounding dumb.

“I mean, I’m a Ren-chan fetishist!♥ Kyaa~♥ Don’t make your wife say this!♥♥♥”

“Wife?”

Total affirmation, way beyond my expectations.

And I could only muster a familiar retort, missing the real issue!

…Wait.

Maybe she sensed my fear of rejection and played the fool to ease me. But calling it “playing the fool” would be too harsh if she meant it.

Still… what? She must have some gesture or habit of mine she dislikes.

“You’ve gotta dislike something about me.”

“No way!♥ Come on, gargle!♥ Gargle!♥”

“Fine…”

Confused by her intent to push this embarrassing play, I gargled as required, staring at the ceiling, thinking I’d discovered another of her weird kinks.

“…Gargle gargle.”

“Ahh!♥ A bit shy!♥ You’re embarrassed!♥”

“…Peh.”

“Ohh!♥ Your holy mucosal tissue, stripped away with germs, down the drain!♥”

“Can you not narrate?”

We were messing around like that when—

Ding-dong.

“…”

At the first-floor bathroom, Yuu and I froze.

Someone was ringing the doorbell. At this moment.

We’d ignored the tail from earlier, but they chose to make contact.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong.

“…”

We exchanged glances and nodded.

“Let’s go.”

“Ignore—huh!? We’re answering!?”

“Yeah.”

I headed to the living room intercom, Yuu hurrying behind.

“Just ignore it…”

“I can’t.”

Yuu wanted to brush it off, but they were at our door, ringing persistently. They knew we were home. We had to deal with it.

“(…That kindness, so bottomless. I love it… but why isn’t it just for me…?)”

I wasn’t sure if Yuu’s murmur was meant for me, so I ignored it.

At the living room intercom, the camera showed the person at the door.

They seemed to sense me looking, making peace signs and grinning.

“Yay! You see me?☆ Your love’s pursuer, Yakko here! Nice to meet ya!”

“…”

More like “yoroshiku” with a delinquent twist.

This blonde twintail who tailed us after school—maybe I should’ve ignored her, like Yuu said.

“Hey, don’t ignore me!☆ Neighbors are watching!☆ You want me causing a scene out here?”

“You’re the embarrassing one.”

“Kyaha!☆ Finally came out!☆ Yay, Ren-kun, I’m here!♡”

“…”

“I’m here” my ass.

“That… woman…”

“Ugh.”

A low voice came from behind, but I didn’t dare turn.

Yuu’s mood was likely terrible, her earlier playfulness gone. I could imagine her furious, demonic expression.

“Look, Yakko-chan. If you want to visit, just come normally… Stop tailing us…”

“Teehee!☆”

“…”

That “teehee” doesn’t work in every situation.

“Sorry~! Just thought I’d follow and spook you a bit~!”

“…”

What’s the point of her stalking? Maybe it’s driven by incomprehensible motives, making it pointless to guess.

“Let me in~! Not in me… into the house~!”

“…”

Her deliberate innuendo showed she was in full play mode. Better handle her gently before she does something wild.

“—Come on in.”

“!”

Opening the door, I let her in. Yakko, still in her school uniform like us, froze in surprise.

“What’s up? Hurry.”

“I-I’m coming in~…”

She entered hesitantly at my urging.

Glancing aside, I saw Yuu closely watching Yakko’s every move.

“Stare…”

“Wow, Yuu-chan looks pissed.”

“…I am. Leave. Now.”

“Ouch.”

Yakko closed the door herself, and Yuu didn’t seem desperate to stop her—a surreal scene.

Feeling the prickly tension, I set out slippers to lead Yakko to the living room—

“By the way, is it okay?”

“What?”

Yakko’s cryptic comment made me pause and look at her.

Her puzzled expression confused me in turn.

“You’ve been going somewhere by train every week, right? Is today okay? That’s all.”

“…Hm?”

“Huh!? How do you know—!?”

Yuu panicked visibly, and I remembered too.

“…Right, I need to go to Masami-san’s.”

“Ehh…”

I couldn’t forget. My precious pocket money source. Calling her a “cash cow” sounds cruel, so I’d avoid that.

I’ve been cleaning her president’s office—work usually left to pros!

“Why not skip? Two weeks won’t kill her. It’ll just get smelly. You don’t have to, right?”

“No, she’s not okay without it…”

“…Hmph?”

Yuu pouted, clearly unhappy. She was cute, but I wasn’t about to kiss her playfully in front of Yakko.

“…You could’ve kissed me just now, you know?”

“Huh? What’s that mean?”

“Ugh…!”

Playing dumb, Yuu puffed up cutely in mock anger.

“Hey, I reminded you! Let me join the lovey-dovey stuff!”

“What? No way. This is me and Ren-chan’s family matter. Leave.”

“Family!? Ren-kun, what’s that—?”

“Ugh, enough! It’s getting complicated! Why do things always go weird with you two!?”

“—But it sounds fun. Hey, Ren-kun, take me along! To Yuu-chan’s aunt’s place!”

““Huh??””

Somehow, Yakko latched onto our plans in the strangest way.