Yandere and Menhera - Suddenly Having a Yandere Older Stepsister and a Menhera Younger Stepsister Makes Every Day Difficult - Chapter 1 - 9/10

Three hours later, the timer went off. Three hours later, as the timer echoed loudly, it was just me, soaked in sweat, and my younger stepsister, Ririka-chan, wiping it away, alone in our world. Matsuri-neesan appeared in a hurry, seemingly alarmed by the sound of the timer. The sound of the timer seemed to have echoed quite a bit, as Matsuri-neesan appeared with a flurry, worried something had happened.

“Did something happen?!”

“Oh, it was just the timer.”

“I see. Good.”

“Matsuri-neesan, next time, please help me.”

“Really? Can I?”

“Yes!”

As Matsuri-neesan and I were smiling and talking, perhaps feeling that her private space with me was invaded, Ririka-chan angrily left the room, shouting from her own room.

“Don’t interfere!”

Shocked by her voice, I hurried towards Ririka-chan, but Matsuri-neesan then pushed me down with force and started to wipe away my sweat, saying it was her turn to be alone with me after Ririka.

“You were alone with Ririka earlier. Now, let’s be alone together.”

“Ah, umm…”

“It’s okay, Ririka is fine.”

Saying so, Matsuri-neesan got up and rigged a makeshift lock on my door to prevent it from opening.

“Ne-neesan?”

“Hey, Ryusuke-kun.”

“Ye, yes?”

“I’m really happy living with Ryusuke-kun, you know?”

“Umm…”

“Hehe, you look so troubled. It’s cute.”

“No, I mean. Matsuri-neesan, you’re a high school student. Wouldn’t you find someone your own age cooler than a kid like me?”

“Why would you say that? I like you, Ryusuke-kun. I just want to be alone with you as much as possible!”

Matsuri-neesan’s efforts to wipe me down grew so vigorous that it brought pain.

As I involuntarily cried out in pain, Matsuri-neesan’s face turned pale as she hurriedly apologized.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”

“Ah, no, it’s okay. I was exaggerating a bit.”

“I’m really sorry, truly sorry.”

“It’s, it’s okay!”

Perhaps due to her extreme personality, Matsuri-neesan started wiping with a gentleness that barely touched. I realized it was my mistake not to have wiped my own body.

But it was too late to ask her to stop, so I endured until Matsuri-neesan finished, which she did a few minutes later, smiling angelically at me.

“It’s done. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’m going to take a shower.”

“Together?”

“…No, I’m okay!”

“You were slow to react//////”

“Really, I’m okay!”

I ran towards the bathroom.

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In the bathroom, with the sound of the shower echoing, I poured water over my head for minutes, trying to wash away all wicked thoughts, when suddenly I heard Ririka-chan and Matsuri-neesan yelling at each other.

Thinking it was another pointless fight, I was shocked by their words and rushed out of the bathroom.

Despite my attempts to intervene, my voice failed to reach them amidst their quarrel.

“Onii-chan, Neesan’s ex-boyfriend, my friends, they’re all mine!”

“I can do anything for Ryusuke-kun’s sake, and I don’t see anyone but Ryusuke-kun. If it comes to being interested in anyone else, I’d rather be with Ryusuke-kun forever!”

“Shut up!!!”

Yes, their fight was over me. Ririka-chan was being selfish, wanting to monopolize various people for herself.

Such a Saturday was too much to bear!

Thinking so, I didn’t attempt to stop their fight but retreated to my room, plugging my ears with earphones to drown out their voices.

This was my first Saturday with Matsuri-neesan and Ririka-chan.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and there’s a judo tournament I’m participating in. With my condition like this, I wonder if I’ll be okay.

Harboring these worries, I drifted into an uneasy sleep.

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The next morning, I woke up at 4:30 am.

Given that the coach had offered to take me to the venue, I packed my judo uniform and a cola for a refreshing drink after the weigh-in, ensuring I forgot nothing. Then, I set off to prepare some rice balls in the kitchen.

Thinking the two were still asleep, I tiptoed to the kitchen, trying not to make any noise, only to hear something from the kitchen. As I approached, wondering who it could be, I found Matsuri-neesan standing there, looking so domestic it made me want to tease her about looking like a wife.

“Ne, neesan?”

“Ah, you have your tournament today, right?”

“How did you know?”

“I exchanged contact information with the coach~”

“What?!”

Surprised, as I hadn’t expected that, To my surprise, Matsuri-neesan handed me three large rice balls before planting a kiss on my cheek.

“Eh?!”

“Good luck today.”

“I’ll do my best. It’s my last chance to lay the groundwork for the middle school league.”

“Yeah. It’s almost April. You’ll be a third-year soon.”

“Yeah.”

As we talked, Ririka-chan, woken up by our voices, sleepily hugged me from behind.

“Go, good morning. Ririka-chan.”

“Onii-chan, are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah, just out for a bit.”

“Take care, okay?”

Sleepy Ririka-chan was kind of, no, very cute. I thought to myself that it would be nice if she were always like this, based on the past few days’ experiences, when my phone rang.

“Good morning, Coach.”

“Hey, Ryusuke. You ready?”

“Yes!”

“I’m in front of your house now.”

“I’m coming out now!”

I did one last check to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything, then left the house, watched off by Matsuri-neesan and Ririka-chan, and got into the coach’s car.

“Good morning!”

“Hey. Your stepsisters aren’t coming?”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll send them videos later.”

“Alright. Oh, my daughter’s in the back, by the way.”

I hadn’t noticed until the coach mentioned it, but indeed, there was his daughter in the back, whom I was meeting for the first time.

“Good morning!”

“Mm. Morning.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Ryusuke.”

“Yeah. My dad told me about you. You’re really strong, huh?”

“Oh, no, not really.”

“Don’t be modest. I’ve seen some of your match videos. You have a lot of talent, and not just that. Your technique is sharp, your balance is good, and you have an unthrowable core. It’s ideal.”

“Thank you very much.”

Flushing with embarrassment from Miyuki’s praise, I felt her pat my head from behind.

“Let me introduce myself again. I’m Miyuki, the coach’s daughter!”

“Ah, Miyuki-san, nice to meet you! I’m looking forward to today.”

Miyuki-san kept smiling a nice smile, and I just felt she was a genuinely good person. Then, the coach grumpily warned me.

“Don’t you start thinking about dating my daughter, Ryusuke.”

“Eh, no, I didn’t mean to imply!”

“You’re not allowed until you’re in the Olympics!”

“Coach, I really didn’t mean anything like that!”

“So, you’re saying my daughter’s not attractive?!”

“I didn’t say that either!”

“Hmph. Just remember, if you don’t win today’s tournament…”

“Coach, you’re scary!”

“Well, you should be fine.”

Engrossed in our conversation, I momentarily set aside thoughts of Matsuri-neesan and Ririka-chan, my mind now fully on the upcoming tournament.