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Seiken Tsukai no Kinju Eishou - Volume 8 - Chapter 1

Published at 12th of April 2020 10:40:16 AM


Chapter 1

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Chapter 1      Spending a Sunday with hislittle sister

 

 

– W-wait…. Please. The future generations…

Moroha found himself in a terrible predicament.

Yes, this was a situation he was compelled to call it an “unprecedented pinch”.

– Nope. I’m not waiting a second longer!

The confronting girl told him stubbornly.

She was a sweet girl.

Since he found her brightly-colored side tail hair cute, then everything, even her delicate body, slender legs and humble bust size improved her loveliness.

However, that sweet beautiful face, adorned with a silent drive, glared at Moroha from a very close distance.

The name of the girl was Ranjou Satsuki.

– Don’t be frightened of me forever, resolve yourself──

She stared at Moroha with scarily serious eyes, demanding a decision as if challenging him with complete determination.

There was a glint in her eyes so strong that ordinary girls of the same generation were no match for it.

As she did so──

She threw out her small chest, tightly held a jet-black cloth on it and asked him in a tone that sounded rather grave.

 

– Like I thought, you like black brassieres, right…?

 

Moroha could do nothing but be terrified by the dreadful words sent by her.

She tightly held the black cloth──the brassiere on her chest on top of her clothes. Moroha was only able to shrink back at the impressiveness of Satsuki who sidled up to him while showing how she tried the black cloth on.

Right now they were in the women’s underwear section in the shopping center.

If a man walked alone there, he would feel awkward in the unendurable hell on earth.

There was no escape.

「Go out with me to do all sorts of things throughout this Sunday」She requested, he unconcernedly accompanied her and the result: an expected trap. A very unfavorable situation.

– Now, reply!

Satsuki gave a step forward without hesitation.

The breasts with a bra put on them from above──the pair of short but well-formed hills jumped aside in panic as if perceiving Moroha’s body.

(How do I get over… this pinch?)

Moroha asked himself.

A line of sweat ran down his forehead.

In this situation, replying「I don’t like it」would give him nothing in return no matter what woman he was with.

To match the liking of the other person, replying「I like it, I like it, I like it」carelessly would be a man’s reliability!

That was the only correct answer.

However, however indeed, Moroha had a reason why he couldn’t reply.

There was a reason why he couldn’t say it despite knowing the right answer.

– What’s wrong? You just have to reply『I like it』or『I don’t like it』, no?

Satsuki bent her head slightly to one side with upturned eyes.

– You shouldn’t be such an in indecisive person, Moroha──no, Nii-sama!

Yes.

Moroha was in the middle of being asked「What bra do you want me to wear? Ufufu」.

By the real little sister (in his previous life)!

The only child Moroha in this world didn’t know.

Was it natural for「brothers」in this world to tell their「little sisters」「Yes, I like black brassieres, so buy that and show me how you wear it」?

Moroha’s moral values told him he was already guilty.

– Could it be you like black ones but they don’t suit me?

The feeling of high tension that Satsuki was clad in became less tense all of a sudden.

And pouted her lips as if sulking.

The gesture with which she made her cheeks swell was charming as she ended up closing her eyes partly like always.

But Moroha couldn’t move as if he had solidified with his eyes wide open.

(But it does suit her…)

He understood so just by putting it on her clothes.

The combination of a fairy-like and cute girl and a black bra which was the symbol of adulthood and fascination was an infringement….

 

Moroha had nearly no memories of his previous life.

Therefore, he almost didn’t have a real feeling that Satsuki was his “little sister”.

It hadn’t passed a whole month since they「met again」on the day of the entrance ceremony.

Because she was extremely close to him, her body odor that smelled faintly sweet, the lingering fragrance of shampoo and even her charming ended up making him feel dizzy.

In a portion outside of reason, Moroha perceived Satsuki as a「woman」rather than a「little sister」.

Plus, the fascinating black bra.

(… Am I a sinful man?)

Satsuki probably just genuinely yearned for her older brother.

But even so, seeing her with wicked eyes──there was no way that would be fine.

(Yeah, sever the worldly desires. If I strive to be her older brother to the end and reply「I like it」open-mindedly, then there should be no ethical problems at all…)

Moroha wiped the sweat on his forehead with one of his index fingers and prepared himself.

The holiday in which he would spend time alone with his「little sister」for the first time had just begun.

 

– You aren’t going to show me these two only, right, Satsuki?

Moroha, who prepared himself, asked with a serious face.

– Hmm? What?

– This is a date, isn’t it…?

Satsuki stared in puzzlement. Then, in a bit displeasured voice,

– … Obviously! Though we’re siblings. I just got you to go out with me for shopping.

That reply was exactly what Moroha was looking for.

No feelings of guilty at all.

A shopping where only an「older brother」went out with his「little sister」.

Despite Moroha being just a little bit relieved, nervousness still remained, so he asked, approaching the heart of the matter even more.

– If that’s the case, then why are you making your『older brother』choose your underwear…?

If. If.

If Satsuki were to give the reply that Moroha wanted again.

If she were to reply「Eh? It’s normal to get Onii-chan to choose them, no?」innocently──regardless of the veracity of that──Moroha seemed capable of choosing so open-mindedly again.

Even so.

He wasn’t waiting for her reply with a praying-like feeling anymore.

As expected, Satsuki,

– Hmm. I want Moroha to choose underwear, clothes, skirts, accessories, the complete set.

She swiftly turned her eyes away, her cheeks blushed and answered despite hesitating.

– Everything… huh…

He didn’t hear that. He thought it was certainly just the bra.

The one who promised to go out with her for the day was Moroha, but how much did she intend to keep him around?

– Is it absolutely necessary for me to choose everything without exception…?

He was astonished as he got a confirmation from her.

– Urushibara laughed, turning my lack of self-confidence in my charming over because I was way too obsessive about fashion.

Then she made her cheeks expand again.

– But, but I think that fashion is important! Even more if a coordinated outfit makes the other person happy, I think it’s reflected doubled to that person! I want to make Urushibara shout『Kii, this vexing Satsuki-chan is cute, I’m so jealous』with a crying face! And I want Moroha to be a witness of that! After you have stared at the stylish me with rapt attention, I’d like you to take a look at Urushibara as if you were looking at trash!

No sooner had he opened his eyes wide all of a sudden than she insisted, making a fist.

A competitive spirit as usual.

Brimming with vigor, her facial expression changed hectically. These were some of the plain charms of Satsuki who didn’t need to rely on clothes and the like, whether the person in question was aware or not.

(Should I say “if it’s you, then it’s a given that they’ll suit you”…?)

This was the perfectly real intention of Moroha, but he hesitated to put it into words because he would be lying if he were to say something he didn’t feel like「I’d like you to have fun」or「I wish to get away with the situation」.

– Losing to someone other than Moroha is unbearable! Even more if it’s Urushibara! That girl, when she looks at Moroha, she ogles at him day and night. I can’t help but feel irritated! Supposing this is like a game in which something like『Doki Doki Meter』 is on our heads and there’s a way in which the score rises every time our hearts throb, then I’ll get the high score in Moroha’s 『Doki Doki Meter』! Triumph over Urushibara who didn’t get a decent score! I’m serious about wanting to do that!!

– Don’t worry about that. Such playful meter doesn’t exist.

– I’m saying that wanting to win is a conviction that does exist! I want Moroha to have his heart go racing!

How you don’t understand that!? Satsuki shouted.

When he thought about──

She suddenly and bashfully put her hands on her mouth, and with upturned eyes,

 

– So… will Nii-sama color me today with the colors he like?

 

She begged with a seemingly-vanishing voice.

(The honeyed phrase has come…)

Moroha put a hand on his forehead as if enduring a headache.

Now, at this moment, he thanked that the Doki Doki Meter didn’t actually exist on his head because he wasn’t going to let it catch Satsuki’s attention.

At the same time,

(Yeah, what a waste…)

He couldn’t help but lament in his mind.

Satsuki wasn’t his「little sister 」──

Being the case that she was a beautiful girl and classmate that was just a little worried about him──Moroha, without worrying about that at all, couldn’t help but lose his head.

But reality was different, Moroha had no choice but to clear his agitation away and make sure to pour cold water called self-control on himself,

(What a waste, what a waste…)

He grumbled on and on like a Nianfo.*

*TN: Nianfo is a term commonly seen in Pure Land Buddhism. In the context of Pure Land practice, it generally refers to the repetition of the name of Amitābha (Wikipedia).

 

 

 

 

 

 

– It has become completely dark…

As he looked out through the windows of the shopping center, Moroha talked to himself in blank amazement.

– Because since we were able to『meet again』, today we’re finally alone at last!

Satsuki complained. Moroha then realized that the accepted opinion saying that “women’s shopping were long” was nothing but true.

While still being pestered by Satsuki, Moroha got stuck with the job of choosing everything, from her clothes to underwear and ribbon.

If he hadn’t do so, Satsuki wouldn’t have stepped out of the section. That was a threat already.

Moreover, the thing called women’s perception was terrifying.

If Moroha, who wanted to get through this extremely quickly, had chosen sloppily, he would have been found out.

So, while Moroha discussed with Satsuki that it was neither this nor that, he searched high and low for something that would suit her and that would go with his own taste without giving in.

Brassieres, panties, jackets… as he went choosing them, he gradually became paralyzed and troubled as these were for his little sister, but at the end of the day, he fully enjoyed shopping with a girl, and when he noticed, she got her to dress up to his liking. He was enchanted, looking at Satsuki trying on the clothes.

– I’ll wear this for our next date ♪.

Satsuki, who went first with a skip-capable momentum, turned around, swinging the shopping bags.

She had a big smile on her face.

The gorgeous women’s clothing section where colorful clothes were exhibited.

The strong illumination that rained incessantly from the ceiling to make the goods look good.

Among them, the vividness of this girl was reflected in Moroha’s eyes as if standing out even more.

Maybe because the lively vitality emitted radiance from inside.

– It’s not surprising that it’s going to be used for a date, huh.

– … Ah.

Moroha lightly retorted and Satsuki became dumbfounded and hardened.

– I’m kidding. It’s not like anything is fine, it was fun after all.

– Y-yeah… that’s right. If so, I’m glad…

Satsuki reddened, feeling embarrassed; that was once again charming for Moroha.

– We’re never alone, so let’s have dinner somewhere, Nii-sama!

– Alright. We can have some at the dormitory. It’s bad to waste.

– Huuuh? But eating privately with your cute little sister is definitely tastier than having an insipid meal surrounded by dirty men.

– I have no money. Sympathize with me.

Foolish conversations with his「little sister」who made her cheeks expand were really fun.

– Then I’ll give you a treat as thanks for going out with me today.

– … Something cheap, right?

– I get it, you don’t have to tell me again. Jeez, Moroha’s tendency to be frugal is hardcore.

– If so, then I’ll feast without reservation.

– Alright! Let’s go!

Satsuki waited for Moroha to catch up with her then entwined their arms. Man and woman.

They were similar people, so why the structure of their bodies was different? The slender and yet soft upper arms of Satsuki were comfortably twined around him.*

*TN: Bodies is the furigana reading for muscles.

Moroha quietly looked up at the heavens.

Due to Satsuki’s silly talk, and despite not showing signs of being there, his eyes just now ended up trying checking if the Doki Doki Meter hadn’t become a terrible thing above his head.

On the way to the food court──

– Ah.

Satsuki, who seemed to have detected something, raised her voice.

When he followed her gaze, the menswear corner was there. He had a bad feeling.

– Let’s buy clothes for Moroha! I’m going to coordinate your outfit!

The bad feeling proved to be right.

– Every time we have a date, I’ll be the only one to dress up and Moroha will keep being in that sober appearance and that has no balance at all. So this is a good opportunity!

– What’s wrong with T-shirt and jeans…?

Moroha became dejected as he looked down on his own appearance.

– I’m not saying it’s not absolutely bad, but a T-shirt and jeans that are the result of selecting and combining them are different from a T-shirt and jeans that just ended up being brought from home!

– I told you, that’s because I can’t afford to buy stylish clothes.

– I told you that I’ll buy them.

– … How an『older brother』can be looked after by his『little sister』that far?

This could mean that Moroha’s sense of values were of a man who was financially dependent on a woman.*

*TN: The “a man who…” is a furigana reading for incompetent”.

– Take a look at this, Moroha. It’s a 10K yen bargain sale. The good stuff doesn’t look bad though.

– … That’s what any bargain sale is.

Moroha saw high piles of clothes that resembled mountains with scornful eyes.

– They laid in stock more than what was necessary *tee-hee* *sticks tongue out*.

That feeling was acutely transmitted.

The ones in charge of this floor surely had lots of businesses.

– Look look, this is a good buy, Moroha〜. Not buying it is a waste〜. If we waste this opportunity, we may not have a second one〜.

– Gugu….

That said, there was an undeniable feeling of about ten grams at the bottom of his heart.

– But to tell the truth──

However, if she felt inclined, she probably would start looking for something, but he insisted on wanting to go home because he was sick and tired of shopping.

No──when they started, a gust broke out.

The clerk Onee-san, who was supposed to be on the horizon, came at a high speed with prey-hunting eyes.

Maybe she couldn’t help but wanting to sell this mountain of dead stock.

It became dark, the number of customers was decreasing.

– My, my. What a cute couple. Please take a good look.

I-won’t-let-you-go──the mannequin-like smile said. Moroha grimaced.

However,

– Wh-w-w-what did Onee-san say just now?

Satsuki immediately snapped at her and the Onee-san dealt with her.

– Please take a good look.

– Not that, but before that!

– What a cute couple?

– Yeah, that!

Satsuki let a *ufufufu*, a laughter mixed with a strange voice escaped while blushing for some reason then consulted Onee-san with great vigor as if being unable to resist happiness.

– Do we look like a couple?

– Y-yeah… you aren’t?

As the clerk nodded while being confused, Satsuki screamed *kyaah* in a strange voice and stomped the ground as if being unable to resist happiness.

– E-excuse me… dear customer?

– I’m sorry, Onee-san. We’re just siblings (*bashful*).

*Oh*, *Don’t*, Satsuki bent loosely her body back and forth.

– Eh, is that so!? You looked so pure…

The clerk was surprised for a moment and returned plainly.

– But if we’re going to look like a couple, then balance is important after all!

-That’s right, you’re such a cute little sister. We need to dress up Onii-san.

However, after hearing Satsuki’s overbearing theoretical development, she immediately put on a customer service smile.

– Nii-sama is a failure for making his little sister be embarrassed with him!

– But if Onii-san has a proper appearance, then you’ll look like a handsome couple no matter how one look at you. Every person that pass by you will surely let out a sigh of envy.

– I-I-I said it already, we are just siblings〜. You’re way skilled at this, Onee-san (*bashful*).

Keep an even stronger heart, my little sister….

Moroha already stared at Satsuki to whom he gently persuaded so with half-opened eyes.

But──

The blushing, totally-happy-for-being-treated-as-a-couple, full-of-embarrassment, eager and impatient face of Satsuki who smiled innocently was extremely cute.

(I’m really half-hearted, huh…)

He decided to make a gentle persuasion out of respect for that cuteness.

– I know absolutely nothing about being fashionable, so Satsuki will choose.

– Yup, leave everything to your little sister!

– I feel bad but please lend me money until next month.

– I told you that I’ll do the buying.

– I can’t give ground to that.

Moroha was a parsimonious person. But that wasn’t an equal to「I love to sponge off others」. Rather, he greatly hated that. His pride didn’t allow him so. Therefore, there was no way he would willingly get the sum of 10k yen from a student.

– Nii-sama has always been obstinate.

– Who?

He didn’t want to be told about being obstinate by Satsuki and buy all of the clothes he could get his hands on when she didn’t want to lose to Shizuno.

However, and when thinking about it, they probably looked like siblings.

They weren’t tied together by blood in the current world but their souls might be connected in the current world.

When the clerk joined them, he vaguely thought so while staring at Satsuki who started to look for something particular in the mountain of clothes.

Moroha had transformed into an onlooker but,

– What do you think about this for you, Onii-san?

The clerk recommended a shirt with a collar that gave a tight feeling.

(Hmm…)

For someone like Moroha, the collar design was unfashionable because it wasn’t quite right to his liking. Rather, the shirt lined up next to that one had a sharper collar, he liked that one.

Well, if he could wear clothes then they were all the same. He was tired, spending his time choosing clothes for him was a waste, he wanted to give in already.

– Ah, wait! That’s indeed on the right track, but I think this one definitely suits him better.

However──Satsuki picked up the shirt Moroha was interested in and compared it with the other one, spreading it in front of Moroha.

– Well, that definitely suits him better!

The clerk put her hands together, she was also impressed.

– Then the second one to change the image, what about this T-shirt? It’s a bit flashy, but I think that Onii-san can dress himself stylishly?

The clerk recommended a richly-colored and patterned T-shirt.

– I agree, Moroha can wear anything stylishly. But the chic one matches his image.

Satsuki discovered a nicely-shaded black shirt that was to the liking of Moroha.

– What about a chic one?

The clerk recommended a thin shirt that looked a bit old-mannish in the eyes of Moroha.

– Isn’t there a similar one with a longer hem?

– Oh yes, over there.

The clerk, who was told so by Satsuki, went to look for a shirt with almost the same design but with a very long hem. With that much, the old-mannishness disappeared and a traditional coolness that closely resembled a tailcoat was there. This was Moroha’s strike zone.

──In such a state.

Satsuki straightforwardly chose clothes that went along with the liking and mood of Moroha rather than a professional clerk even for an instant.

The taste in fashion of the clerk was by no means insufficient, but….

– Ufufufu.

She was beaten at her own game, but the clerk smiled cheerfully.

She alternately looked at Satsuki who was fiercely rummaging through the mountain of clothes and Moroha who stood stock still without having anything to do.

– What a wonderful girlfriend. You mustn’t let her go, okay?

 

She didn’t have a mannequin-smile used for business but a sincere smile on her face.

Thinking that it would be boorish no matter how he reacted, Moroha scratched his head spacing out more than before.

– This and this and this and this and this and this!

Satsuki excavated「gems」from the mountain of good and bad clothes with the vigor and speed of a thunderclap.

And like this, she chose 10 clothes in the blink of an eye.

Moroha deeply sighed──but.

After successfully choosing 10 clothes, Satsuki kept rummaging through the clothes.

– H-hey…?

Moroha was bewildered, he called her out partially hesitating.

– There are so many like this one! Wonderful clothes should still lie idling! Once I select them all, I’ll carefully select them one more time and finally narrow them down to 10!

– Geh…

How much time was that going to take?

If it was about clothes that could be wear then anything was fine.

How could she burn with an enthusiasm like this?

– A-a wonderful girlfriend, huh…. I-is that why she’s a hardworking person? There’s also the feelings towards her boyfriend.

The sincere smile of the clerk stiffened. She searched for flattery but she had a hard time.

Moroha was also at his wit’s end.

But,

– The aesthetic sense of the relentless little sister puts together a cool Nii-sama!

He was unable to say anything as he saw the face of Satsuki rummaging through the mountain of clothes with great joy.

 

 

In the end, Satsuki’s selection went on until just before closing.

Moroha was long (omitted) in women’s shopping.

It was already past 8PM when they left the store, so by the time they returned to the dorm, there would be no meal.

He reluctantly went to a family restaurant and had dinner; and at the same time they chatted and engaged in a lively conversation, stretching the date.

「Going out all day with」Satsuki was no exaggeration. Well, he hated breaking a promise once.

The drive of Satsuki, which didn’t waste even a single second of a holiday at school which was only closed on Sundays, was nice.

(Now that it’s over, it was a pretty fun day…)

After separating from Satsuki, Moroha looked back while walking his way back home together with a big yawn.

A Sunday spent with his「little sister」was over with this, though it was too early for that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Akane Academy was a boarding high school.

Moroha, who returned to the dorm past midnight, took a bath in the large public bath and returned to his room.

Curfews were in name but not in reality, it was a complete single room with no room sharing, so there was no problem even if he returned late at night.

Contrary to the image that came from the name of “the men’s dormitory”, this was a new and beautiful Western-style room.

Moroha collapsed into the bed.

As for his mood, his state of mind was of「A holiday that couldn’t get rid of work fatigue and a company employee that kept being coiled around by a large-breed dog while paying attention and spending time with it」

At the end, 「Hahaha, this one is so cute」was wicked because it wasn’t all bad. After everything was over, he was so tired to the level it was really regrettable.

Moroha, who immediately fell prostrated on the pillow, dozed off.

His tired mind sunk into the world of slumber──then, at that moment, his mobile telephone began to ring.

Answer the call? Or pretend he didn’t notice?

He hesitated for three seconds, but in the end, he reached for his cell phone on the desk.

– Hello?

『It’s terrible, Moroha! Open the window immediately and look out!』

The cornered voice of Satsuki…!

Moroha woke up in an instant. He jumped out of the bed and stood by the window.

He opened the window and gave a sharp gaze to the surroundings from the third floor. Then──

– Toouh!

Astonishingly, Satsuki appeared before him.

– Catch me, Nii-sama!

Her fairy-like and supple limbs jumped into Moroha’s chest from outside the window.

Both feet that lightly revolved in the air were wrapped in a sparkling golden prana.

She came jumping to the window of the room on the third floor using《Godlike Movement》.

– Wait!

It was nice he caught her by reflex, but Moroha was unable to support the girl who came jumping with such a great momentum, he ended up being pushed down.

– Yay, I’ve arrived.

– Don’t “I’ve arrived” me! This is the men’s dormitory! Females aren’t allowed!

As one would expect, Moroha was unable to be calm at this reckless action and raised his voice.

– Because, because, because I couldn’t get in the women’s dormitory.

Satsuki stood up excitedly and straddled Moroha around his abdomen.

With the softness of the round butt of a woman leaning directly on him, Moroha required a lot of effort to keep his complexion unchanged.

– I’ll listen to your words, so move away.

– Really?

– Really. This posture is dangerous.

When Moroha pointed so, Satsuki got taken aback.

She blushed and fidgety stepped aside from above.

If you’re going to blush, then don’t do that from the start. It’s incredible how defenseless you are. It’s bad for the heart. Moroha felt uneasy in his mind.

He got up while stealthily taking a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the floor and asked about the circumstances.

– Particularly today, the dorm’s ma’am was awfully displeasured, she was standing watch at the entrance as if wanting to vent her anger on someone…

It seemed that Satsuki sensed this from outside and escaped, tucking her tail between her legs.

– That’s why, give me shelter today, Nii-sama ♥.

She pressed her hands together in prayer and begged with upturned eyes.

Moroha could just be lost for words.

From Satsuki’s point of view, her feeling was「I’ll cheerfully stay at my very lovely Onii-chan’s place」, but from Moroha’s point of view, this was nothing but「A man giving shelter to a girl of the same age」.

– Impossible. Totally impossible.

– Boo. So what do you mean? Are you telling me to sleep out in the open air?

– What about spending the night at a karaoke or café?

– That’s dangerous for a lonely girl, you know? There have been many incidents recently, you know?

– You’re also a Shirogane so why would you be beaten at your own game?

– Today I did a lot of shopping so I’m already in a pinch this month!

Satsuki took along the shopping bags she came holding firmly.

– It’d be great if you hadn’t bought my clothes…

He had just finished complaining but it was too late.

– Going out with me for the day was a promise, right? Publicly, tomorrow morning isn’t Sunday.

– You have a comeback for every remark…

Moroha folded his arms and stared at Satsuki with scornful eyes.

While Satsuki stared back at him with cute upturned eyes,

– If Moroha can’t keep his senses with me, then I’ll also give up…

– This girl…

Moroha groaned. A form in which the responsibility was splendidly shifted onto him.

He had no choice but to reply “do as you like”.

(This is my little sister. My little sister. It’s a waste but it’s my little sister, there’s no doubt)

Moroha convinced himself by reciting so many times in his mind.

He was about to check the Doki Doki Meter on his head now, but he controlled himself.

(Because of Satsuki, now I have a strange habit, haven’t I?)

And had a surly face.

Without being aware of that,

– That’s right! We’re siblings after all! An overnight stay is practically normal, isn’t it!?

Satsuki was very delighted. She was in high spirits and about to cling to him.

──But she immediately and suddenly stopped and begged bashfully while blushing again.

– I came running from the women’s dorm so can I borrow your shower?

He had no choice but to reply “do as you like”.

 

Moroha, who liked large public baths, rarely used it, but each dormitory room had a shower.

As expected, the dressing room was small and not partitioned by doors.

Satsuki took off her clothes behind Moroha who faced the wall.

– Y-you absolutely mustn’t look this way!

– … I know.

– Even siblings have things that should and should not be seen!

– .. I said I know. You don’t have to remind me each and every thing.

– One more thing, can Moroha lend me one of his clothes? A T-shirt will do, please?

– Isn’t it okay to sleep with the clothes you bought today?

– That’s a big no, those are for a date! For the decisive battle against Urushibara!

– Will a small one do…?

– Only if Moroha loosens it, that is.

Moroha unreservedly exchanged a frivolous talk with Satsuki. He was graceful for that. The sounds of the seductive rustling of clothes that resulted from undressing made his heart go crazy. When it ended up getting strangely silent as a grave, he had trouble breathing.

And even Satsuki suddenly raised a shrilling voice,

– Y-you must not peep, alright? Nothing of peeping, you heard me?

She oddly entered the shower room looking nervous.

– I told you to not remind me of everything, didn’t I? Now I’m needlessly conscious thanks to that…

Moroha, who confirmed so, talked to himself so as to not be heard.

An incredibly beautiful girl was taking a shower in his room.

Even the sound of water made him feel flustered, even the act of taking out a T-shirt from the closet felt vivid.

– From this moment, will I be able to sleep tonight with something like this?

Even though he was tired. He gave up and scratched his head.

Moreover, if he waited for her to come up, Satsuki would absolutely never come out of the shower. Despite being incredibly sleepy, she didn’t come out even after waiting for one hour. Not just shopping, what he had heard about women taking long baths was true as well.

The door of the shower finally opened and when Moroha turned his back on it again, a voice rose from behind.

– Hey…. Do you know the story known as『Never push』?

– Hmm? What’s that?

– … Moroha is mean.

Moroha, who didn’t watch variety shows, couldn’t understand the reason why Satsuki let out a big sigh.

 

– You can turn around now.

Having gotten permission from Satsuki, Moroha stopped glaring at the wall.

Satsuki, who had just put on a lent T-shirt, was there.

Due to her physique, it looked just like a mini dress for her.

– Uwaaa, it’s too large.

Satsuki, who innocently played with the sleeves that were too large, looked unbelievably cute.

Despite that, the hair that had the side tail undone was awfully fresh. Not only that, its half-dried state felt strangely sexy and the whiteness of her bare legs extending smoothly from the hem of the T-shirt were pretty much superb.

The loveliness of a girl and the sex appeal of a woman lived together and that was, once again, extremely exciting.

So much it was unendurable.

– Let’s sleep.

Moroha said bluntly together with a cough.

If he hadn’t done so, the agitation on the inside would have been perceived. Even if Doki Doki Meter didn’t exist.

– I’ll sleep on the floor. You can use the bed.

– Eh!? Moroha is going to have it tough, no?

– That’s not a problem. I prepared myself for that when I decided to give shelter to you.

– W-w-wwww-we should get into the futon together, shouldn’t weee?

– I have an excuse for that. That’s really dangerous… in many ways.

– I-i-i-it’s okay! We’re siblings after all!

– How’s that a problem…?

– Because if Moroha had an interest in me, then I would have become his prey a long time ago, when I was taking a shower, don’t you agree!? But you didn’t peep at all!

Satsuki strongly insisted that it was fine to do something like sleeping together because they were siblings.

(For some reason, I feel like I’ve lost just by being so conscious about her…)

Moroha scratched his head.

(But it’s also bad to quarrel here and not be able to sleep)

He did so and immediately prepared himself for the worst.

(She’s my little sister…. She’s my little sister…. She’s my little sister….)

He got into the bed first while reciting so in his mind.

He didn’t have the courage to get into the bed with Satsuki already in it.

The order of things was important after all.

He constantly looked at the wall while putting the sheets on his head.

Then, together with a「*Bip*」electronic sound, a cool breeze caressed his nape.

– Why are you turning the air conditioner on?

Moroha turned around and questioned Satsuki who had the remote control in her hand.

– Because it’s hot?

– It’s still April though? It’s a waste so turn it off.

– It’s not like Moroha pays for electricity, right?

Satsuki ignored him and kept lowering the configured temperature continuously with「*Bip* *Bip* *Bip* *Bip*」.

The parsimonious Moroha felt an illusion as if his foundation had been demolished unreservedly.

Something like “who pays this” had no logic. It was indelibly stained.

As he thought about what he should say, Satsuki slipped into the sheets excitedly.

「Older brother」and 「little sister」lie sprawled as if staring at each other.

Due to the indescribable smell of soap and shampoo hanging over, Moroha was at a loss for words.

(Normally, I’m the one using those and yet…. Women are scary)

The only thing he thought was that they were made so they could melt a man’s heart.

Moroha didn’t feel… the need to strive to calm his burning body or something like that because he rapidly felt cold.

The air conditioner, which had been buzzing for a while to accumulate power, began to blow a cold breeze with a tremendous force that felt as if it vented its anger.

– No matter how you put it, did you set the configured temperature too low…?

Moroha was with eyes half-closed.

– I always use this much!

As if to not give in, Satsuki folded her arms while still laying down and closed her eyes tightly.

– It’s too cold, you won’t be able to sleep, will you?

Moroha kept staring at her, applying pressure with his voice, but he was unable to bend her attitude. In the end,

– If it gets too cold, then you can approach me more. You can cling to me.

She peeked from the too-large collar and said as her skin to the area around the collarbone was bright red.

Moroha, with his eyes still half-closed, looked at the air conditioner cooling the room at full power.

Next, he saw Satsuki bashfully waiting for him despite mixing shame and expectation.

– So you were scheming something like that, huh…

– W-w-w-what are you talking about!?

Satsuki replied loudly to gloss it over.

She panicked, her eyes still closed and her arms folded.

– … Come on.

Moroha no longer had his eyes half-closed, and when he showed a wry smile on his face,

– Don’t regret it, alright? I won’t let you turn over while sleeping.

He extended his hands to Satsuki and embraced her with all his heart.

– Hauwah.

It wasn’t to the level of just sleeping by clinging to her, Satsuki-chan had already become a body pillow.

As expected, Satsuki, who didn’t read that, was confused, but Moroha didn’t care anymore.

– Ooh. What a nice hot-water bottle.

He enjoyed the warm, soft and small body feel to his heart’s content.

Satsuki was nervous and rock hard, but the suppleness of her body fitting into Moroha’s arms wasn’t spoiled at all. It was filled with youthful elasticity.

That had some sort of seductive feeling──but mysteriously, and more than anything, had a nostalgic feeling.

By doing so, he felt incredibly relieved.

Without fear of misunderstanding if compared to the soul part.

– Well then, good night.

Moroha closed his eyes, still embracing Satsuki tightly.

He felt like he could have nice dreams tonight.

The fatigue, which was waved about by Satsuki the whole day, slowly stole the consciousness from Moroha.

The sweet smell of Satsuki and the warmth of her skin filled the blank spaces of his consciousness as tranquility.

– Hey, wait, Moroha!? You’re sleeping already!?

Satsuki was panicking for some reason in his arms, but Moroha couldn’t hear her anymore.

– As a man, how can you sleep as soon as you hug a cute girl like me!? No, it’s not like even I think about an outrageous think like that! I-i-i-i-i-is it fine if I kiss you? Hello?  Hey, do you hear me, Moroha!?

He began the trip to the world of dreams with Satsuki’s shouts as a lullaby.

– You’re really sleeping! Jee~~~~z. We were able to『reunite』at the entrance ceremony! But we’re busy every day! Right when the two of us were finally able to relax today! You don’t have to kiss me, so let’s talk more, spend time with me. Stupid, stupid, stupid Nii-sama! Stupid, stupid, stupid, uwaaaaaan.

None of Satsuki’s lamentations reached Moroha’s ears.

 

 

The only thing she was conscious about was that she felt like she had lost, and the grumbling Moroha was──

In the end, Satsuki kept throbbing like crazy until morning, she couldn’t do the slightest movement or take a nap in Moroha’s arms.

On the contrary, Moroha was able to sleep soundly, the best sleep since he started living in the dormitory.

If「Doki Doki Meter」was really a thing, how many points had they been able to score with each other? If such a game really existed──

At the very end, the「older brother」won the turn-around.

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– Moroha? Is it something wrong desu, Moroha?

Shaken by Maya, Moroha came to his senses.

– Oh, sorry. I just remembered a lot of things…

– What kind of things did you remember desu?

– Oh, it’s not a big deal.

Sleeping with my “little sister” in my bed isn’t a big deal. Yeah.

It’s not a big deal if I don’t talk about this with other people in detail. Yeah.

– Anyway, for me, Satsuki is──

Moroha answered Maya’s question while coughing.

– ──A girl that wants to spoil me… I guess.

Whether or not he considered her as his little sister in the real meaning of the word, that question was still unclear.

The matter in question could be easily asserted.

– I’m jealous of Satsuki-onee-san desu.

Maya looked somewhat charming while saying so.

– Maya is more dependable than Satsuki after all.

When Moroha adorned with a joke, Maya burst into giggles.

– Who’s more dependable than who, Nii-sama?

The little sister-sama barged in!

A ladle in her right hand and her left hand put on the waist; what a daunting pose. She stared at him with scornful eyes.

– You’re cooking, aren’t you?

– I am, I’m busy, unlike Moroha who’s secretly talking to a little girl!

– M-my selfishness tried to take a break…

– That’s right. Can that selfish time listen to the request of your cute little sister?

– … Please say it.

– Urushibara’s break ended long ago but she hasn’t back!

– … In other words, you’re telling me to “look for her and bring her back”?

– Yeah. Can you do that?

If Satsuki’s mood was brighten up with that, then that was easy.

– But why don’t you take a break? You’ve been working non-stop since morning, right?

– How can I rest with this!?

Satsuki grasped the ladle tightly and shouted being somewhat excited.

– W-what do you mean…?

– The customers that inundated the shop that I designed haven’t stop demanding my tea and cooking. I’m deeply moved, this very same feeling is telling me that I’m thankful for my good fortune in business! A-pleasant-feeling!!

Satsuki talked about her feelings while making her eyes shine with an ecstatic face.

He could see at a glance that she was excited.

– … You’re fully enjoying it, huh. The school festival.

Well, that was a very, very good thing, no?

– O-okay. Good luck with your cooking. Don’t keep your customers waiting, alright? I’ll look for Shizuno.

Moroha hurriedly set forth.

Because time to change clothes was too precious, he was still dressed in waitress clothes. It wasn’t going to be too stiff if the collar was loosened a bit.

– Maya will look for her with you desu.

Why did he walked in the hallway, holding hands with Maya who accompanied him?

– Is the inspection ready?

– It’s not over yet desu. I want to hear more stories from Moroha desu.

– What kind of inspection is that…?

He cocked his head in puzzlement as he kept talking with Maya.

– How are you going to look for Shizuno-onee-san desu?

– I might know where she is.

– Moroha knows Shizuno-onee-san very well desu!

– I wonder about that…. The difference between the times I’ve known and the times I’ve haven’t known is way too exorbitant…

– But based on what I understand──I would like to hear about Shizuno-onee-san from Moroha’s point of view desu.

The same question when it was about Satsuki.

Moroha thought as he walked.

– Maya hasn’t been able to grasp it clearly desu, but she’s a strong Kuroma, isn’t she desu?

– I saw and fought with a number of strong Kuroma in Russia but none of them, with the exception of Lightning Empress, seemed to be stronger than Shizuno. This is probably amazing, right?

– Not many people are Kuromas desu. A strong Kuroma is even more valuable nanodesu. After all, the only A-Rank in the Japanese Division is Mari-onee-chan, but that doesn’t mean that Onee-chan is good at fighting desu.

– In short, Shizuno is a Kuroma fighting to be the number 1 or 2 in Japan.

She was an inattentive person, she hated working and she normally didn’t show a particle of her strength.

Thanks to that, her rank was still D.

Well, there was that, but it was thanks to the principal’s consideration that Shizuno, who seemed eager to hide her true strength, was secretly kept as such.

– I’ve gotten a bit curious, but how many strong Kuromas are in the world?

– The top three are definitely Moroha, Lightning Empress and PSG desu. That remains the same nanodesu.

– I didn’t think my name would appear there….

Moroha, who felt embarrassed, scratched his head.

– The British Division are lacking Kuromas and they are worried about it, the Chinese Division have none of them in the first place desu. There should be no more than 2 or 3 A-Rank Kuromas in America nanodesu.

– Now that I hear so, really strong Kuromas are indeed valuable, huh.

– A-Rank Kuromas are in crowds, but『Cradle of the Sun』 is more than an exception desu.

That was why Charles and company and France were feared.

– With the exception of Charles, they aren’t seen actually fighting, so not much of them is known, huh…. But if I remember correctly, Shizuno had won against one of the leaders in a 1VS1, right?

– His name is Dario Verratti nanodesu. It is said he introduced himself as《The Gas》so he should be among the top five of Lés Élements nanodesu.

──And like that, Moroha and Maya sorted, compared and brought to the light the information they knew.

– Doesn’t that mean that “Shizuno-san” is among the top ten in the world?

– T-that’s cool desu…

 

They ended up getting completely excited while talking.

They probably forgot where they were walking, and when they noticed, they had reached their destination.

A place that exceptionally preserved quietness within the school filled with the hustle and bustle of the festival.

The school infirmary.

Moroha asked the school nurse, interrupting them slowly and quietly.

– If it’s about Urushibara-san, she’s resting because she feels sick.

Bingo.

When they were guided, she was peacefully asleep on the bed. What made her feel sick?

– Huh? If you take your eyes off from this person when work is entrusted to her, then this will definitely happen.

Moroha smiled wryly.

The sleeping face of Shizuno told him she was feeling really good, he couldn’t hate her when looking at her.

And when coupled with her beautiful face, he wanted to keep staring at her forever.

It didn’t mean she was going to return to the home economics room with this.

(It was like that back then, huh)

Moroha thought back upon that with a wry face.

Yes.

That was, if he wasn’t mistaken, in June, after the incident with Edward──

 

 





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