While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 123: Experience Points and Meddling

Chapter 123: Experience Points and Meddling

“…Phew, another big haul today. Good work, everyone.”

“Good work, Ren-chan!♥”

“Thanks, thanks~!”

Yuu, Yakko, and I removed our cleaning hats, headscarves, and gloves, returning to our normal clothes.

As I let out a breath, Masami-san returned from another room to the president’s office. Dressed in a women’s suit, she carried a tray with mugs for each of us. The aroma suggested coffee, steam rising from freshly brewed cups.

“Phew~ Good job, you guys~ Coffee’s on me~”

“““Thank you!”””

After cleaning, we took a break.

I sipped my coffee, glancing around.

“…”

My eyes met a girl staring at me—not Yuu.

“What’s up, Yakko-chan?”

“Uh…”

Yakko glanced between her coffee and my face. She wasn’t coffee-averse, as far as I knew.

“? Well, good work. Time to chill.”

“R-Right…”

When I sipped my coffee without hesitation, Yakko steeled herself to face her mug.

That’s what it was.

I didn’t think anything weird was in it, but I got her nerves. Food or drink from the owner of a filthy room always comes with tension.

For Yakko, a stray hair or trash in the coffee would’ve been a hard pass.

“Phew, phew… slurp… Hot!”

Yakko, struggling with the scalding coffee due to her sensitive tongue, was beside—

“…”

Yuu, silent, eyes closed, gracefully tilting her mug with both hands.

The long-haired beauty, lashes down, sipping coffee with refined poise, had an aura. If she started a “coffee ceremony” instead of tea, I’d barely blink.

Maybe she was savoring the post-labor drink.

“Both hands full of flowers, huh?”

“…”

Masami-san’s unnecessary comment made me glance at her.

She was dressed appropriately for her status and age, an office lady through and through.

A grown woman in a suit… well, she is a grown woman.

“What? Planning to sink your claws into this old lady too?”

“…”

Please, spare me the old-man talk.

“Masami-san, I have a small request.”

“What, ignoring me? Ren’s gotten cold lately~”

“It’s serious, sorry.”

Brushing off her teasing, I got to the point. Yuu, hiding her face behind her mug but staring at me, was intimidating.

“My request is… can you give today’s payment, including my share, to Yakko-chan?”

“““Huh?”””

All three widened their eyes.

“W-Why…?”

Yakko, more than Masami, wanted to know my intent.

Feeling Yuu’s piercing gaze, I explained, since it wasn’t a secret.

“Have you ever had a part-time job, Yakko-chan?”

“No…”

“Then it’s perfect.”

Helping a friend for pocket money—let’s make the most of her youth. This experience will be valuable for her.

“I don’t need my share. Give it to Yakko-chan.”

“What about you? Working for free?”

Masami raised an eyebrow, skeptical.

“For today, yeah.”

“Hmm… I see…”

She scratched her messy ponytail, looking troubled. Her sloppy ponytail was a far cry from Yuu’s pristine one, but in her suit, she seemed like a (less-than-ideal) possible future for Yuu, making me a bit tense.

“Alright. Three shares today.”

““!””

Yuu looked surprised, but Yakko was outright shocked.

I’d mentioned payment for cleaning, but our exchange must’ve struck her.

“Is that okay, Masami-san?”

“Sure, sure. Just your usual meddling, right, Ren?”

“Not exactly…”

“Whatever. You all cleaned, so I can’t just pay two. I’ll cover all three.”

“…Thank you.”

“I should be thanking you for cleaning this dump. Thanks, all three of you.”

Masami pulled three brown envelopes from her desk drawer and handed them over.

They were equally thin, but for a high schooler like me, the amount inside was significant.

“N-No, I can’t take it…!”

“Take it. I give it to Ren and Yuu every time. You too, today.”

“No need to hold back, Tsuki-chan. The president makes plenty, right, Aunt?”

“Haha, exactly. Payment for work is natural. That’s how the world works.”

Masami nodded grandly, laughing. She seemed like a proper adult in moments like this, and I was genuinely impressed. Her “right?” glance suggested she saw through my meddling.

“Thanks for today. Appreciate it, all three.”

With Masami’s slightly sharper-than-usual send-off, we left the president’s office.

“…”

“…”

“…”

On the train back, we sat in silence, each with different thoughts.

“…”

Yakko stared at the brown envelope—her “labor’s reward”—clutched in her hands.

“…”

I watched her quietly.

“…”

And Yuu watched me quietly.

That’s the vibe.

…Seriously, though, can she stop with the pressure?

The esteemed Ms. Yuu Onodera, seated beside me, was staring intensely.

“…Ren-chan.”

“Hm?”

“Mmph…”

“What’s with the ‘mmph’?”

Yuu puffed her cheeks, openly showing her “I’m mad” vibe.

It’s rare for someone to vocalize their grumpy sound effects.

“…I’m gonna stay like this till we reach the station.”

“Go ahead.”

Yuu, even more than on the way there, craved intense closeness.

“…Ren-chan, I’m actually a bit conflicted, you know?”

“Yeah.”

“…Ehehe~♥”

My acceptance flipped her mood instantly.

She buried my arm between her chest, leaned her head on my shoulder, and snuggled close—

“Ugh!”

“…?”

I looked at her, confused, thinking she was mad despite my response.

“Ugh… the stench from that dump is stuck in my nose. I can’t smell Ren-chan properly…!”

“You don’t need to smell me.”

Sniff. I caught myself sniffing the air, trying to analyze it, and got it.

She’s right—my nose might be numb from the smell.

“Ren-chan’s scent… sniff sniff… I can’t tell… Worst day ever…!”

“…”

Yuu sniffed my arm, disappointed.

I felt bad but also found it a little funny.