Yandere and Menhera - Suddenly Having a Yandere Older Stepsister and a Menhera Younger Stepsister Makes Every Day Difficult - Chapter 2 - 1/2

Walking through a flurry of cherry blossoms, their sweet scent filling the air softly.

The warm sunlight was eagerly awaiting this day, welcoming the students dressed in their brand-new uniforms.

As I looked around, upon reaching the school’s gate, I saw she was there. A woman dressed in a beautiful dress, smiling and waving. That’s my sister, Matsuri.

“…Sister?”

“Ryuu-kun. Congratulations.”

Today, the day I became a high school student and attended the entrance ceremony, I was accompanied by my Onee-chan, Matsuri, and my younger sister, Ririka, as we entered the school.

While waiting for the ceremony to start, I had my sisters stay in the guardians’ waiting room. They looked happy and smiled while chatting with the other guardians.

However, my spirits were not lifted.

My heart was like a downpour. Unable to attend the school I wanted, I had to suppress my feelings and enroll in the local bottom-ranked high school I did not want to attend.

Thus began my high school life, not knowing how I should live from this day forward.

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After the entrance ceremony that evening, as usual, we gathered around the dining table. While eating one bite after another of the served meal, Matsuri-neesan picked up a grain of rice from my cheek and brought it to her mouth.

“Hey, neesan.”

“Mm?”

“Stop it, it’s embarrassing.”

“Eh?”

“I’m telling you to stop doing things like that.”

“Eh, what, huh?”

As soon as I said that to Matsuri-neesan, her eye color changed. She grabbed my cheek. No, it felt more like she was trying to tear it off with the strength of twisting it. The pain made my face contort. Ignoring me in agony, neesan whispered in a terrifyingly cold voice.

“Have you started to hate me…? Am I an unwanted child now?”

“It’s not like th…”

“It’s not different, is it? It’s rare to find someone picking up a grain of rice from a cute girl’s cheek and eating it, right?”

“Nee-san, it hurts…”

“This is just a replication of the pain in my heart now. Ryu-kun, I love you, I really do!”

Matsuri-neesan then twisted my cheek with even more strength. Just when I was reaching the limits of my endurance, Ririka slapped Matsuri-neesan’s hand away with a strong force as if knocking it down.

“Ririka?”

“Don’t you realize that Nii-nii is in pain?”

“Hah?”

“Well, whatever. Nii-nii, let’s take a bath together again later♡”

Ririka exaggeratedly drew a heart with her finger and winked at me.

Matsuri-neesan, perhaps put off, began to clear the plates away noisily.