While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 48: The Unrestrained Childhood Friend Beauty Has Finally Become Uncontrollable (6)

Chapter 48: The Unrestrained Childhood Friend Beauty Has Finally Become Uncontrollable (6)

Yuu, my neighbor, childhood friend, and now girlfriend.

Until recently, she’d get all lovey-dovey with me, her face slack with a sweet, fawning voice.

But she’s broken.

—No, that’s not quite right.

Recently, especially since becoming lovers, it’s as if her rational brakes have shattered. She approaches me with an expressionless face and flat voice.

Her lack of emotional display, as if sparing no energy for expression or tone, reveals her raw emotions—a state of maximum physical and emotional arousal.

Her seemingly inhuman demeanor is a sign of her true nature exposed, her lack of composure forcing her to bare it all.

This morning, naked and expressionless, she relentlessly demanded creampies and hinted at pregnancy, her lewd words stoking my desire.

She constantly pushes for creampies, but her goal has subtly shifted to pregnancy, keeping me on edge.

Her fixation on “creampie” and then “pregnancy,” her ragged breathing, feels like a human in a clear mating season—intense beyond reason.

I’ve told her pregnancy is off-limits…

I’ve repeatedly begged and reminded her to keep taking the pill.

On the morning commute.

Yuu and I hurry through a narrow alley, barely wide enough for cars to pass.

Since leaving home, where she waited at my doorstep, her posture hasn’t changed.

She clings to my arm, walking pressed against me.

“…Who?”

“Hm?”

Yuu mutters, stopping abruptly. I stop with her.

Her long lashes flutter, her big eyes blink.

Expressionless but radiating tension, she glares ahead, sensing something to be wary of.

Her instincts, her sharp intuition, are rarely wrong.

I follow her gaze.

A utility pole. In the morning sun’s thin shadow, I notice unnatural bumps.

“Well, well, caught me. Yuu-chan’s sharp as ever~”

A girl emerges from behind the pole, like before.

“Super late again, huh? Morning, you steamy lovebirds♪”

Dyed blonde hair in a two-side-up style, sharp eyes, and a slender frame—a striking beauty.

Yakko Tsukimi.

She greets us with her usual cheeky grin.

“Morning, Yakko-chan.”

“…Tsuki-chan, morning.”

Reluctantly, Yuu follows my greeting, clearly unenthused.

We walk together, the three of us.

One of us (obviously Yuu) isn’t thrilled about Yakko joining.

I’m quietly grateful. If Yuu’s attention shifts to Yakko, her over-the-top aroused behavior might simmer down.

…But there’s another concern.

“What’re you so wary of, Ren-kun?”

“Nothing.”

Caught glancing at Yakko’s profile, she picks up on my caution.

“Ugh, I’m not selling my panties like that one time~!”

She laughs it off, cackling.

Fine, I don’t press further, hurrying along with Yuu clinging to my arm.

Yakko, walking on my other side, locks eyes with Yuu for a few seconds, then whispers to me.

“…What’s up with Yuu-chan?”

“Huh? Oh—”

Yakko’s already noticed Yuu’s odd behavior, but Yuu’s glaring at her before I can respond.

“Just, you know.”

“…?”

Yakko seems unfazed by Yuu’s glare, but her sensed unease is real.

“Nothing’s up.”

““—!””

Yuu, with her sharp ears, overhears our whisper and denies Yakko’s suspicion.

“Sounds tough, whatever it is~ Poor boyfriend.”

Yakko speaks as if it’s not her problem (which it isn’t), and I lightly agree.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“What~?”

Yuu’s voice, though expressionless, drips with anger, while Yakko responds airily.

They start clashing, and I get nervous.

“Still after Ren-chan?”

“What’re we talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb. You said before, ‘Can I hit on him again?’ or something…!”

“Did I~?”

Please, not this in the morning.

The street’s empty now, but closer to school, it’ll widen, and we’ll stand out.

—Then.

Seeing Yuu’s state and my flustered face, Yakko flashes a mischievous, suggestive grin.

“Ren-kun♡ This arm’s free, right~♡”

“…”

“—Huh?”

I subtly dodge as Yakko tries to grab my other arm.

“…Eh?”

She freezes, shocked.

I glance at Yuu, clinging to my arm, signaling Yakko with my eyes.

This is bad right now.

I convey through eye contact that Yuu’s in a dangerous state.

“…(Glance)”

“…!”

Yakko smirks wickedly again.

“Got it☆ Makes sense~♪”

Understanding, she hums and walks beside me casually.

I sigh in relief, but Yuu’s grip tightens.

“Ren-chan…? No cheating, okay…?”

“Huh? No way I’d cheat.”

Her eyes glisten with anxiety, looking up wistfully.

My heart skips, despite no intent to cheat, making me feel oddly guilty.

“I’m all about you, Yuu.”

“Ren-chan…”

She squeezes my arm, pressing her perfect breast—sideboob—against me.

She’s doing it.

Oh… whether intentional or not, it’s delightful skinship.

No reason to refuse this touch. No need to.

A gentle, flirty contact that stirs my desire.

I focus forward, savoring the sensation on my right arm.

“Really~?”

Yakko stirs trouble again.

“You never think about cheating?”

“Of course not…”

“Obviously. Ren-chan never cheats.”

Yuu backs me up fiercely.

“Wow, such trust~?”

“Pretty much.”

Saying “Guess it’s my daily conduct?” felt too cocky, so I swallowed it.

“Hmm… kinda boring,” Yakko pouts, her words ambiguous—truth or lie?

“Ren-chan’s my boyfriend. Even you, Tsuki-chan, try to tempt him, and I’ll kill you.”

“Nihihi☆ Got it~ No tempting. Just teasing a bit☆”

A subtle shift in Yuu’s aura, barely noticeable, but I catch it.

“…Seriously, watch it.”

“Ugh, even you’re being all serious, Ren-kun☆ I won’t mess with your love story~☆”

“…”

Yuu and I stare at her, deadpan.

Yuu’s expression clearly rejects Yakko’s presence.

I know what her blank face means.

So.

My own deadpan stare and silence toward Yakko carry a different weight—a subtle, serious warning.

“…? What’s up, Ren-kun? Staring at me all intense like that~♡”

Misreading me, Yakko brushes my hand.

“—! H-Hey!”

“Feeling flustered? Heart racing?♡”

She pulls back quickly, but—

“…”

Yuu’s glare…! She’s seared the exchange into her eyes…!

“Cut it out, seriously…!”

“Wha~t?♡ Got you all shook up? Heart pounding?♡”

Yakko grins, enjoying herself—

“Oops, bad move with a girlfriend around~♡”

“N-No, no, no…!”

Yuu’s face darkens, shooting Yakko a sidelong glare.

“Oh, what’s wrong, Yuu-chan?☆ No need to worry, Ren-kun ‘never cheats,’ right~?☆”

“…”

The exchange, with me in the middle, feels like Yuu’s murderous intent flows toward Yakko…!

This life-or-death tension in a place like this…!

“…Tsuki-chan,” Yuu says, reaching for her skirt pocket.

…!? No way—!?

No way!?

“Argh, enough—!”

“Kyaa!”

“Huh…?”

Yuu lets out a small yelp.

Yakko’s eyes widen as I suddenly hug Yuu, stopping her.

“What’re you doing…?” Yakko says, visibly weirded out.

“N-Nothing, we’re dating, so, you know, couples sometimes just wanna hug!”

“…Hmph…”

Yakko’s blonde two-side-up hair frames her skeptical squint.

Go ahead…! Leave me be and go!

While I’m holding her back, hurry…!

I try to shoo Yakko with a desperate look.

“Kinda looks fun…?” she says, tilting her head, eyeing me suspiciously.

It’s for your sake too.

Yuu, held tightly, barely moves—probably looking unnatural to outsiders.

“…Ugh, boring,” Yakko finally says, pouting and turning away, walking off quickly.

“I’m going ahead.”

“Do that. See you at school.”

“Later~”

A quick goodbye, and I watch her back briefly.

“Yuu. She’s gone.”

I speak gently to Yuu, now calm in my arms.

“…”

“Yuu?”

“…”

She stays quiet, letting me hold her.

Even loosening my grip, she doesn’t budge—clinging tightly.

Wow, she’s really latched on…

I run my fingers through her long black hair, and her spine trembles.

“Yuu. We gotta go.”

“…”

“Yuu.”

She buries her face in my chest, making me think she’s crying for a moment, but—

“…I love you.”

“…Hah.”

Her lips move against my chest through my uniform, and I feel it.

She’s not crying—relief washes over me.

“…Hehe.”

She’s laughing, enjoying this…

“Hey, no messing around. We’ll be late, seriously.”

“…Hehe.”

Her soft, whispery giggle is cute, but—

Isn’t her intensity growing…?

That realization hits me.

“…Kiss me, and maybe I can walk.”

“Fine…”

A cute condition. I agree.

She lifts her face, her refined features showing that wistful, expressionless look.

“Kiss, then we hurry.”

“Got it… giggle.”

Her giggle without a smile is surreal.

Her face looks almost paralyzed, worrying me, but her lips twitch slightly, and I reconsider.

She’s fine.

“Here goes—chu.”

“Chu.”

I check for passersby, but someone could appear anytime.

Cutting the kiss short—

“Mua… Already?”

“We gotta go.”

“Pfft…”

Her expressionless face puffs her cheeks, deftly showing dissatisfaction.

Bear with it for now…

We can’t keep getting swept up in her lust.

“After school… creampie…”

“…! Y-Yeah, yeah, got it…”

I turn away from her wistful, expressionless gaze.

She seems unsatisfied with the lack of touch but follows me as we walk.

I might need training to resist her temptations…