While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 86: Anomaly

Chapter 86: Anomaly

The three-day weekend was over.

School started again on Tuesday, with just three days of classes before the Golden Week holiday began on Friday.

For most students, and probably teachers too, this must be a welcome break.

“…”

My days had been hectic and intense, but I’d managed to embrace them for what they were.

However, a few issues demanded my attention.

*

First—

“…”

Sitting on the toilet in a school restroom stall, I checked a social media app on my phone, taking care to ensure no one could peek at my screen.

“No updates…”

The app was now my only way to communicate with my shut-in sister, Shiori, via her private “locked” account, created just for me.

“…”

She was the one who suggested changing how we communicate, but what’s her plan now?

Or is she just messing with me?

At home, we barely interact. The notes she used to slip under her locked bedroom door—her “sealed room” on the second floor—have stopped, and I no longer bother checking.

When I try talking to her, no response comes from her room. Her eerie silence, as if her vocal cords have atrophied, is almost impressive. She’s so thorough at erasing her presence that I barely hear any signs of life when I’m home.

Theoretically, we could communicate through texts or photos on this app. If she’s starting to show interest in the outside world, including me, could that be a sign she’s emerging from her isolation?

…That’s probably wishful thinking. My impatience might rub off on her, so I’ll just wait it out.

*

The second issue was yesterday’s “confession” from Yakko-chan.

With Yuu Onodera as my girlfriend, Yakko’s question—“Can I keep liking you?”—put me in a tough spot. I chose to sidestep it.

I read her feelings as more of an attachment than romantic love, but…

I’m hoping her feelings will fade over time, that she’ll move on from me—an admittedly cowardly plan banking on “time solving everything.”

…Honestly, I don’t fully understand love either.

I get that my view—seeing little value in relationships without marriage in mind—is pretty dry, maybe out of step with the world.

I need to make Yakko-chan understand that. I’ve already got a girlfriend, and chasing someone like me would just waste her time.

It’s about getting her to let go.

*

And the third issue.

“…”

I finished my thoughts and phone scrolling, leaving the restroom stall.

I felt eyes on me and subtly scanned my surroundings.

It was the break between third period—a brief, awkward time.

“…”

For some reason, I was being watched during this fleeting moment.

Not by just one person.

Multiple.

“Yawn…”

I let out a small yawn and headed back to class.

…Shiori and Yakko-chan are long-term concerns, but these watchful eyes require individual attention, and soon.

What a hassle.

*

Lunch Break

“Ren-chan!♥”

Yuu stood at the classroom entrance, holding two bento boxes, calling me.

“Let’s go!♥”

“Yeah.”

Our classmates were used to Yuu’s antics by now, and my calm responses were old news. No one teased us anymore as we left the classroom.

At first, Yuu’s lovey-dovey displays had drawn some frowns, but now hardly anyone cared.

…Except.

““…””

I caught Machida and Masunaga, my friends, giving me complex, subtle looks.

It wasn’t just because I was hyper-aware of being watched.

They’ve long noticed Yuu’s—my girlfriend’s—odd behavior and have been worried about me.

I keep saying there’s nothing to worry about, but… yeah, from the outside, it probably looks weird.

The fact that even at school, Yuu, my girlfriend, is constantly chasing after me.

Without context, it’s natural they’d be suspicious or concerned.

“Ehehe!♥”

As we left the classroom, Yuu walked beside me, her face melting into a goofy smile, clinging tightly to my side as we moved through the hallway.

I figure everyone’s mood has its ups and downs, but her intense physical affection never wavers. I gave a wry smile.

Truth be told, I don’t mind her clinging to my arm.

“Where should we eat today?♥”

“How about the rooftop?”

“Got it!♥”

Yuu whipped out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen.

She posted our location on SNS, and “Got it” stickers from others popped up in response.

“Everyone’s coming later!♥”

“Let’s wait a bit, then.”

“Yup!♥”

We headed to the rooftop to wait. A few other couples showed up, but that was it.

“Onodera-san, you really bolt out of the classroom at lightning speed…”

“Sorry for the wait~”

“…Sorry…”

Nijouin, Mizuno, and Yakko-chan arrived in that order.

“““““Let’s eat!”””””

Lunch began.

Unlike last time’s forced side-dish swap, this was a voluntary exchange among those who wanted to participate—

“What’s up with you two?”

Not just Nijouin, but Mizuno too kept glancing at Yuu and Yakko-chan while eating.

““…””

The two ate their bentos silently.

Yuu, pressed right against my right side, ate her bento politely.

Yakko-chan, a bit further but still close on my left, also ate politely.

“Uh, um… did something happen? Haha…”

Mizuno gave an awkward laugh, a perfectly normal reaction.

“Hoshimiya-san…?”

Nijouin, as expected, couldn’t ignore the tension between Yakko-chan and Yuu.

Their eyes darted between me, Yuu, and Yakko-chan.

“Hoshimiya-san, is something going on?”

“Dunno.”

Nijouin shot me a “do something about this” look, but I played dumb.

If she’s really curious, she’ll ask Yakko-chan later herself. If either Yakko-chan or Yuu spills, that’s their call.

I decided not to take responsibility for whether this gets shared with others.

“““““…”””””

…That said.

Lunch today felt as heavy as a prison work detail.

Even Nijouin, usually chatty in this group, was off her game.

No wonder. Yakko-chan and Yuu, who normally talk just as much, weren’t saying a word, let alone their usual cheerful banter.

“…”

From my right, a heavy, sweat-inducing heat. A tension thick with intent.

I’m not being watched by those eyes, but I am being monitored. I can feel it.

…Yuu’s something else. She can project that kind of presence.

“…”

From my left, a creeping sensation, tempting me to glance over.

Yakko-chan’s movements were stiff, her muscles tense, her actions awkward from poor relaxation.

The subtle trembling at the edge of my vision showed her heightened self-consciousness spreading to me.

I’m being watched. I know it.

“(What’s going on…?)”

“(Uh… are they fighting? Haha… ha?)”

Nijouin and Mizuno whispered, their voices a mix of confusion and uncertainty.

Sorry for the trouble, you guys…

Apologizing in my head, I shoved Yuu’s heavenly bento into my mouth, half-wasting it in a reckless daze.