While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 130: Choices While Aniki’s Away (6) [Third Person]

Chapter 130: Choices While Aniki’s Away (6) [Third Person]

That night.

“…”

“Shiori-chan…?”

Hearing Shiori’s faint murmur, Yuu tilted her head, only to witness something astonishing.

“—!!”

Shiori moved.

Incredibly fast.

“Wait—!”

Before Yuu’s eyes, the silver-haired, emerald-eyed, porcelain-skinned beauty spun around.

Swish. Thud, thud.

Click, creak… slam. Lock.

“…What?”

Even Yuu, stunned by the bizarre actions of the girl she’d been arguing with, was at a loss for words.

Mid-argument, Shiori seemed to notice something, abruptly retreating into her room.

She shut and locked the door.

Just when she’d finally emerged, the eternal hikikomori returned to her sanctuary.

“Hey! Shiori-chan! Shiori-chan, we’re not done talking…!”

…

“Hey, Yuu? What’s all the noise?”

“…!?”

A voice called from downstairs.

Unmistakable.

Ren Hoshimiya, Yuu’s childhood friend and now beloved boyfriend, whom she’d adored since youth.

It clicked for Yuu, a moment late.

Shiori’s hasty retreat was likely due to her sharp senses picking up Ren waking downstairs.

“Nothing, nothing at all!”

Yuu shouted quickly, feigning nonchalance.

Not to shield Shiori’s severe hikikomori act.

But to hide her own hostility and protect her image with Ren.

“(Ren-chan’s worried… I gotta go…) I’m coming, Ren-chan! Wait for me~♥”

Responding sweetly to Ren’s concerned call, Yuu—

“(That girl…)”

—clicked her tongue, thinking of the unyielding Shiori.

Shiori had retreated. Once she locked herself in, she wouldn’t emerge tonight, based on past patterns.

Their direct confrontation was over for now. Best to end it.

“But—”

Turning to head downstairs, Yuu paused.

Toying with her glossy black hair, she spoke as if addressing the door behind her.

Her voice was “normal”—inaudible downstairs but loud enough for Shiori, likely eavesdropping through the “locked room” door.

Laced with contempt and hostility.

“—We’ll continue this later.”

“Indeed.”

Yuu’s ears caught Shiori’s faint reply through the door.

“If you touch Ren-chan, I’ll kill you.”

“If I get pregnant with Aniki’s seed, I’ll destroy him instantly.”

“…”

“…”

A tense, cinematic exchange between mortal enemies, crackling through the door.

Yuu stepped forward, done speaking.

“…”

Descending the stairs with a grim expression, Yuu glared at the “locked room” door until it vanished from sight.

To Yuu, it was no longer a “locked room.”

It was a door closed against Ren.

A flimsy shackle keeping him locked outside.

“…”

“Ren-chan♥”

“Yuu.”

Seeing Ren waiting at the stair’s base, Yuu’s aura switched instantly to bright and cheerful.

“What were you doing?”

“Nothing at all♥”

“…If you say so.”

“Sorry for worrying you♥”

Flashing her usual sloppy grin, Yuu clung to Ren’s arm, pressing her chest against him.

Behind that grin, she thought.

The battle with Shiori would be long.

“…Yuu, you seem off.”

“Huh!? N-No way~!♥”

“Really?”

Ren’s sharp observation flustered her.

But his keen understanding of her sent her affection soaring through the roof.

“Ren-chan…♥♥♥ I love you so much♥♥♥”

“Huh? Y-Yeah, I love you too, Yuu…”

“Nfu♥♥♥”

Yuu squeezed Ren’s arm between her shapely chest, rubbing against him through her pajamas, unstoppable.

Her affection for Ren broke through the atmosphere, reaching the dark abyss of space.

She seemed a different person from the one trading venomous words upstairs.

“…So hot♥♥♥”

She muttered softly.

“‘Hot’? What’s hot?”

Ren, catching her ominous word, asked quickly.

Yuu’s melted expression slackened further, a goofy grin spreading as she spoke.

“My pussy’s out of juice♥♥♥ Fill me up again, Ren-chan♥♥♥ Make my pussy full of you♥♥♥”

“Your—!? W-Wait, Yakko-chan’s still in the house!”

“…?♥♥♥”

Yuu tilted her head, not comprehending.

Ren, genuinely shocked and unnerved by her demeanor, briefly worried she’d lost her grasp of Japanese.

Explaining, “Yakko-chan’s still here. She hasn’t left,” he finally got Yuu to snap back, “Oh, right, forgot about that,” regaining a flicker of sanity.

“…?”

Yuu looked around, tilting her head, then back at Ren.

“She’s not here♥♥♥ Let’s go upstairs, to bed♥♥♥”

“No, she is here!”

Not seeing her, Yuu deemed Yakko “gone.”

She was acting foolish.

“If I can’t see her, she’s not here♥♥♥”

“Sorry, but Yakko-chan’s here! Still!”

“She must’ve left already♥♥♥”

“She’s here, I swear! She just ran to the bathroom like a maniac for some reason…!”

Ren, flustered, explained how her frenzy woke him.

Their vibe resembled a child desperate to convince a mother about seeing a ghost, with her fondly humoring him…

Amid this, Ren was piecing together the blank in his memory and the passage of time, realizing he’d fallen asleep suddenly. Calming the aroused Yuu rubbing against him, he grew more composed.

“…Huh? Wait, earlier, I got really sleepy out of nowhere… No, but… huh?”

The hypnosis victim hadn’t yet grasped what happened.

“To bed♥♥♥”

“Wait, I said! Yakko-chan’s still here, locked in the bathroom!”

“Or we could do it here♥♥♥”

“Are you listening!?”

…

While the lively exchange unfolded downstairs…

In the second-floor room, a girl of captivating beauty stood alone.

“…Aniki can’t abandon me.”

A sinister smile spread across her flawless face.

“Because Aniki is… my precious… my most beloved…”

Leaning against the door separating her room from the hallway.

“Heh… hehehe…”

Her sultry breaths mingled with soft giggles.

“Oh… I’m so looking forward to it…”

Shiori Hoshimiya slid down her pale green, fuzzy wool-knit shorts.

Her white panties, adorned with a small ribbon, dug slightly into her crotch.

The fabric around it darkened, spreading outward.

Her underwear was unmistakably soaked.

“Nn…”

Leaning against the door, Shiori slid to the floor.

Seated, she pulled her soaked panties to her knees, exposing her last defense.

“…Nn, okay…”

She grabbed something nearby, placing it between her thighs and the floor.

“All set…”

Done, but not finished. Just the beginning.

Shiori slowly reached for her exposed crotch, her delicate zone.

“Haa… haa… haa… Aniki…!”

Her tightly closed slit glistened, wet, the white hair above it grayed and clinging to her skin.

Spreading her legs slightly, the slit parted, revealing slick, twitching pink flesh.

The hood of her clitoris emerged.

“Ah…! Not there, Aniki! We’re siblings…!”

Her slender fingers reached her clitoris, peeling back the hood effortlessly.

“No…!”

As the salmon-pink bud appeared, her flesh quivered in delight, the narrow opening below drooling in anticipation.

Imagining that moment, her vagina flushed red with arousal—engorged.

“Haa… haa… Aniki… Aniki…!”

Her upper and lower mouths exhaled hot, moist breaths.

Quivering, opening, and closing hungrily.

“Aniki’s… getting better at handling women…!”

Shiori rolled her bud with her fingers.

Slowly, teasing herself.

Then—

Snap.

“Ah…! Taking pictures of there…!”

Between her thighs and lowered panties, a low tripod.

A smartphone on it, automatically snapping photos.

Snap, snap, snap—

Repeatedly.

“Nn… ah… how many pictures are you taking…!”

Her body, climbing the stairs to adulthood.

Her hidden, untouched secret place, illuminated by flashes.

Her flushed pink flesh.

Her red, drooling vagina, craving male desire.

Her wet hole.

Its movements, inviting a man deeper, now—

“No, Aniki, using your sister like this…!”

Shiori’s fingers quickened.

Growing faster.

Squelch, squelch.

“Nn… faster…!?”

The wet sounds grew prominent.

Shiori’s fingers moved beyond her clitoris to her labia, spreading and kneading the flesh.

Her quivering insides and lewdly twisting flesh made her tremble, but her hands didn’t stop.

“Ah…! What a bad Aniki, so indiscriminate! Even if we’re not blood-related, even if we live together, so rough—!?”

Twitch, twitch, twitch—

Shiori convulsed harder, pulling her hand away.

“Haa… haa… haa… Aniki…”

Her spread hand, dripping and slick, gleamed in the room’s light.

“Aniki… no… how many times will you use me as your material…?”

Shiori’s emerald eyes narrowed dreamily, gazing at her wet fingers.

“Really, such a hopeless person… I have to take all of Aniki’s desires…”

Leaning against the door, clear droplets fell onto her thighs and stomach.

“Aniki… oh, Aniki… you’re so hopeless…”

Droplets of desire fell on her snow-white skin, like a pristine slope.

“I’ll be violated by you, ruined… the thought of that day coming is so terrifying…”

Her refined face wore a dreamy expression, muttering deliriously.

Opening her mouth, her cherry-pink tongue licked her hand.

“Nn… nn… chuu…”

Slurp, slurp.

Savoring the remnants of desire, she licked her hand clean.

“The day I’m made to submit to you, body and soul, is so terrifying…”

Her still-wet hand grabbed the smartphone, attaching images and tapping [Send].

“So terrifyingly… anticipated…”

Shiori Hoshimiya locked herself away.

Binding Ren Hoshimiya’s body and soul.

*

“Hnnngggghhh! HNNNGHH!!”

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, one person waged a solitary battle.

“Hnnnngggghhh! Take that! Grrrghhh!!”

A solitary battle—against oneself.

A fight where giving up meant defeat—but…

“…Huh? I thought my stomach hurt, like I had diarrhea… but maybe not…? Actually, it doesn’t hurt at all…”

The solitary battle, it seemed, was sparked by a false alarm.

In short, a product of human folly.

Yakko Tsukimi realized everything.

“…I’m done.”

The battle was over.