While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 82: Just for Fun (2)

Chapter 82: Just for Fun (2)

I slipped out of the women’s restroom, careful not to be seen, and headed to join Yuu and Yakko-chan.

…Or at least, I tried to.

“—Come on—play with us—”

“Got friends, so—”

“Can’t see ‘em anywhere—”

“Leaving a girl like this alone, huh—”

“Please, stop—”

Amid the arcade’s cacophony of game sounds, I caught snippets of a heated exchange between guys and a girl.

Suspecting trouble, I muted my presence and peered from behind cover.

“Just come on, you two girls are just bored, right?”

“Let’s have some fun with us. We’ll make it worth your while (laughs).”

“No, don’t touch—please stop—”

Two sleazy guys—one with blonde hair, the other black—were trying to drag off a blonde, two-side-up-haired beauty by her hand!

…No surprise, it was Yakko-chan they were targeting.

Her white dress and the way she clutched her plush toy made her look like she stepped out of a storybook—maybe too charming for her own good.

Or maybe they pegged her as an easy target.

The two guys looked like college students, not exactly thug-like. Their shirts, light jackets, and fitted pants gave off a clean, stylish vibe—straight out of a fashion magazine, honestly, which felt oddly relatable.

“Let go…! I’m waiting for friends…!”

“What?”

“Your friends girls too? Should we wait?”

“Two-on-two, sounds fair, right?”

“Let’s just head out. High school girl, score! (laughs)”

“Let go…!”

Yakko-chan, clutching her plush with one hand while the blonde guy pulled the other, looked frail, her legs trembling.

Someone, please help her…!

…Wait, no, hold on.

Yuu should be nearby. What’s she doing?

“(—There she is.)”

From my angle, hidden behind a game machine, I spotted Yuu.

She was watching the scene unfold from a distance, expressionless, not directly involved but clearly aware.

What’s she up to…?

“Girls alone in an arcade? Don’t you get lonely?”

“We’ll make your day off way more fun (laughs).”

“No… no…!”

Yakko-chan looked ready to cry, but her distress only seemed to egg the guys on, their advances growing bolder.

“…Haa…”

Then, a loud sigh.

It was Yuu.

“Could you guys stop already?”

She stepped forward, fixing the guys with a sharp glare.

“Yuu-chan…!”

Yakko-chan’s eyes sparkled, half in tears, as if she were falling for Yuu’s commanding presence—almost yuri-level admiration.

“What? Come play with us~ (laughs).”

“What’s up, Yuu-chan? You were quiet, so we thought you were cool with it.”

Booed by the guys, Yuu stared at them blankly.

…That’s a scary look. Probably a hair’s breadth from snapping.

Unlike Yakko-chan, who finds overly familiar guys “uncomfortable,” Yuu’s closer to outright “disliking” them. I’m on edge watching, hoping they don’t cross her line.

“…I really do have friends coming. They’re probably nearby, watching this right now.”

Yuu’s voice was unusually calm—cold, even.

Crap. She knows I’m here.

“My boyfriend gets scarier than me when he’s mad, so you’d be wise to back off.”

“…? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“What, Yuu-chan? We’re too hot for you, got you nervous? (laughs)”

“…”

Yuu’s face stayed blank, but I know that look. It’s the trained restraint of a girl genuinely disgusted.

“Don’t be so uptight, let’s just go—”

The blonde guy reached for Yuu’s arm.

“—!”

Slap!

Yuu swatted his hand away.

“—!?”

The blonde guy looked shocked, his eyes widening before narrowing into a harsh glare.

“That hurt. Why’re you pissed?”

“…”

Despite his words, he was clearly pissed too.

Both of them were.

“Hey, don’t get mad at a high schooler.”

“I know.”

The blonde guy responded to his friend, but his eyes weren’t smiling.

He was now targeting Yuu, the prim, long-black-haired beauty, in more ways than one.

…Yuu’s hate-drawing skills are impressive.

The black-haired guy and Yakko-chan, who’d been held earlier, watched the scene unfold, stunned.

“Look, we’re not forcing you. Just inviting you to hang out.”

“Forcing is exactly what it looks like. Touching a girl’s hand, her body, trying to take her somewhere. Your intentions are obvious.”

“Come on, intentions? We’re just asking to have some fun—”

“I have a boyfriend.”

“—Huh?”

“I have a boyfriend, so I’d never do something like that.”

“Something like what? (laughs)”

“…You know what.”

“Nah, explain it to us big brothers (laughs).”

“…”

Oh no. This conversation’s going sideways.

I can’t just watch for fun anymore… Alright, time to move.

I started to act, taking a detour to position myself behind the guys, out of everyone’s sight.

“Hitting on girls at an arcade on a weekend… college students have that much free time?”

“Huh?”

I overheard their talk as I moved, but… Yuu, that’s too provocative.

“Don’t you need to study? A decent college should have way more to learn than high school stuff.”

“What’re you saying…?”

No, Yuu, stop.

That’s too effective a jab for college guys just messing around.

“Instead of thinking with your lower half, maybe use your brain—”

“Alright, that’s enough.”

““““…!?””””

I stepped behind the two guys and spoke up. They spun around, startled.

Yuu looked relieved and smiled at me. Yakko-chan, unsure what was happening, gaped with wide eyes and an open mouth.

Surprise successful.

…Not that it means much.

“Who—”

“I’m the ‘friend’ of those girls.”

I cut them off, taking control. Initiative matters here.

“It’s not cool to hit on someone else’s girlfriend, you know?”

“Girlfriend…?”

Their eyes darted between me and Yuu.

They clearly remembered her words, showing they’re at least somewhat rational.

“Could you leave? There are other people around, and it’d be a shame if this turned into a scene, right?”

“—!”

I avoided overt provocation.

I’m not some manga character desperate to flex.

In these situations, you just push for rational judgment.

Make them aware of the crowd, force them to see their actions objectively.

How their behavior looks to others—what kind of image it projects.

Just warn them, “This could become a scene.”

If it does, they’re the ones in trouble. I’m ready to make it a scene if needed, and I let that sink in subtly. If they don’t stop, I’ll make it happen.

“…This is bad, right…?”

“…Tch! Let’s go!”

“Hey, wait!”

The two guys left.

Even guys thinking with their crotch have some rationality, making them slightly better than the worst.

Probably.

“Ren-chan, welcome back!♥”

“Yeah.”

“R-Ren-kun…?”

Yuu greeted me with a melted smile, as if nothing happened.

Next to her, Yakko-chan stared at me, dazed.

“Come on!♥ If you were nearby, you should’ve come sooner!♥ I was lonely!♥”

“Sorry, sorry.”

“Ren… kun…”

“Hm? What’s up, Yakko-chan?”

I responded to her casually, keeping things light.

I didn’t want to make it heavy, treating it like a normal day, observing her to gauge her mental state.

“…!”

“Hey, you’re gonna drop the plush—”

The moment I saw the large plush slip from her hand—

“—!!”

““Huh!?””

Fluff.

A soft, light sensation hit my chest as Yakko-chan threw herself into me, our voices overlapping with Yuu’s wide-eyed shock nearby.

“Ren-kun…! I-I was scared…!”

She clung to my chest, trembling.

“Yakko-chan…?”

“Hey!? T-Tsuki-chan!?”

“I was scared… so s-scared…!”

Yakko-chan started sobbing, her voice breaking.

“…Hic… sob… guh… s-scared… so scared…”

“Yakko-chan…”

Her sobbing voice came from my chest.

Sniffling, muttering “scared” in what sounded like a garbled language, she cried.

I didn’t know what to do, frozen in place.

I started to put my arms around her back—

Stare…

“—!?”

Yuu’s watchful gaze stopped me.

“…Go ahead?”

“Is that okay?”

“…Well, given the situation, I get it.”

Yuu looked unhappy but showed understanding. She’s kind, as expected.

“Alright? Just a little, Ren-chan. Just a little.”

“…I’ll take you up on that. Just a bit.”

I respected Yuu’s empathy for Yakko-chan’s feelings.

Since I’d already let Yakko-chan hug me, Yuu must be frustrated. So instead of hugging back, I just patted Yakko-chan’s head gently.

“S-Scared…! Hic… sob… guh…”

“There, there. That was scary, huh?”

“R-Ren-kun…! Y-You came…! T-Thank goodness…!”

“There, there. I’m here now, so it’s okay.”

…I can’t fully understand the fear of being approached by the opposite sex.

Is it because I’m a guy?

It wasn’t like she was choked, slammed to the ground, cursed for existing, or screamed at—no physical violence. So I wouldn’t think it’d shake her this much…

Is it the fear of being taken somewhere unknown by a stranger?

A primal instinct to fear the unknown?

Or imagining violent contact?

Either way, reactions to interactions with the opposite sex vary by individual, not just gender, right?

For a guy, being whisked away by an unknown woman for something intimate might sound romantic… but is that a fair take on gender differences?

…No, if she were a honeypot scammer, even a guy would panic.

So maybe there’s not much difference in how we think…?

“…Hic… sob… waa… uwaa…!”

“…”

Feeling Yakko-chan’s warmth through her clothes as she cried into my chest, I zoned out, pondering pointless things.