While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 128: Choices While Aniki’s Away (4) [Third Person]

Chapter 128: Choices While Aniki’s Away (4) [Third Person]

“I… I don’t know…”

Yakko neither nodded nor shook her head at Yuu’s question, only looking down.

“I don’t know, okay…?”

Her voice was weak.

“…I see.”

Yuu, hearing her response, nodded impassively, her expression blank.

Her deep, dark eyes watched Yakko in the dim hallway.

“So, Tsuki-chan, you can’t wish for your loved one’s happiness?”

“That’s not true!”

“Then why?”

“Huh…? Um… well…”

Was there no answer within her, or could she not articulate it? Yakko couldn’t immediately respond clearly to Yuu’s probing.

When she finally spoke, she glanced at Yuu, gauging her mood.

“I’m… different from you, Yuu-chan…”

“Right.”

Yuu affirmed sharply, without hesitation, her face still expressionless.

“Different, so… that’s why…”

“Why?”

“I’m… not strong… not clever either…”

“…”

Yakko understood how different she was from Yuu.

“Everything I do backfires, my timing’s off, and when I finally try, it’s too late…”

“…”

Her words carried self-mockery, a lack of confidence.

And regret.

“I… really wanted to be like you, Yuu-chan.”

“…”

“But… I realized I can’t.”

Yakko tightly gripped the hem of Ren’s oversized shirt with one hand and her school skirt with the other.

Like a prayer.

“I realized I can’t become someone else.”

Looking down, Yakko’s lips twisted, her face briefly teary with a self-deprecating smile.

“I… can’t do anything alone. I need someone with me… even if I end up unhappy.”

“…Then it doesn’t have to be Ren-chan—”

“That’s why!”

Yuu’s cold demeanor held firm, unwilling to let Ren be dragged into others’ misery.

Cutting her off—

“That’s why I—!”

“…”

Yakko mustered courage, lifting her gaze to meet Yuu’s.

Her brown irises clashed with Yuu’s dark abyss.

“That’s why I…! Whether I’m happy or unhappy… I want someone who’ll stay with me…!”

“…!!”

Yuu’s eyes widened at Yakko’s answer.

“Tsuki-chan…”

“I… even if I’m unhappy, I want someone who’ll always stay with me…”

Her voice and gaze faltered, dropping again as she spoke.

“…”

But Yuu, struck by Yakko’s heartfelt plea, froze, eyes wide.

“…Hmmm. I see.”

“…!”

Yuu, reverting to her blank expression, muttered softly, making Yakko’s shoulders twitch.

“…We’re pretty similar, aren’t we?”

“Yuu-chan…?”

“…”

Yuu sighed, her cold facade softening, a weary exhale escaping.

“I’ve still got a long way to go…”

“Huh?”

“Nothing.”

“…?”

Yakko tilted her head as Yuu chuckled.

Yuu was momentarily moved by Yakko’s raw desire.

And she realized something vital.

(To think Tsuki-chan made me see it…)

Yuu understood.

Her love lacked depth.

She’d only imagined happy scenarios with Ren—never truly prepared to walk through unhappiness or hell with him.

To be bound, to stay together.

To be by his side, always.

Aiming for happiness was obvious, a given.

But what mattered most was being with him, no matter what.

Happy or unhappy.

Always with him—

“I can’t let you, Tsuki-chan, only you, have Ren-chan.”

“Yuu-chan, you mean…!?”

“Of course, I won’t let anyone else have him either.”

“Right…”

Yakko’s shoulders slumped, but she felt acknowledged by her friend—not entirely an illusion, and not entirely unwelcome.

“Key.”

“Huh?”

Yuu extended her hand to Yakko, who was catching her breath.

“Key.”

“…Huh?”

Yuu was apparently demanding a “key.”

Yakko blinked, confused.

“What’s that mean?”

She asked, her mind racing to connect “key” to anything. Nothing clicked.

“I said, the key. You have it, don’t you? Hand it over.”

“What key?”

“The house key. Ren-chan’s spare key. I know you secretly made a copy.”

“—!?!?”

A jolt shot through Yakko’s spine.

It clicked.

She remembered.

“K-Key~? W-What’re you talking about~?”

Yakko was shocked.

Utterly shocked.

Her limbs trembled.

Her teeth chattered.

Her heart pounded.

Pure, unmistakable panic.

“H-How… did you…?”

How did Yuu know her actions?

Even if Yuu was a stalker like her, tracking Ren was one thing—but knowing Yakko’s moves was abnormal.

Yakko had been careful with the key. Kept it close, hidden where no one could find it—

She kept it in her bag’s bottom, between two linings. Nearly impossible to spot.

Unless someone saw her hide it—or steal and return the spare key from Ren’s house—

“…”

A hypothesis formed in Yakko’s mind.

No, too flimsy to call a hypothesis. A wild, low-probability guess.

“No way, Yuu-chan, d-did you… put a listening device in Ren-kun’s house… or a surveillance camera—?”

“Tsuki-chan.”

“—!?”

Then it happened.

Yuu’s face—her menacing smile—was inches away, right in front of Yakko.

“The key. Hand it over, Tsuki-chan.”

“Ugh…”

That menacing smile said it all.

Let’s move on.

Give me the key.

No more mercy.

“Ugh… uhh~…”

“What’s wrong? Hurry up.”

Yuu’s smile was still there—for now. Yakko could sense it.

While the smile lasted.

“Okay…”

Yakko rummaged through her skirt pocket, pulling out the key and placing it in Yuu’s palm.

“All of them.”

“…Ugh.”

She was caught.

Yuu knew she’d made multiple copies.

Yakko thought she’d been meticulous, but she was fully exposed.

“I’ll bring the others next time, please forgive me… Yuu-chan?”

“The other two keys too, got it?”

“Ugh… yeah, got it…”

“If you don’t bring them or make new copies—”

“I get it! I’ll definitely give them to you, Yuu-chan…!”

…

If a sensible person witnessed this exchange, they might’ve said:

“Give them to the homeowner.”