"Ah! Akira~! I'm so happy."
"Mom, lower your voice."
Yumi Souo swayed as if drunk. "You've grown up. You're a real man now."
"I know. By the way, I've recently been in contact with the Jujutsu Association and the Public Security Bureau."
"For Yuki's safety, I plan to tell her tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Yumi Souo instantly became nervous. "Me… do I have to, too?"
"You decide based on the situation. Anyway, Yumi will be my woman from now on."
Akira lifted Yumi Souo from the kitchen counter.
"Akira, I used to hold you like this too."
"Back then, you loved to lie in my arms the most."
"And now? How does it feel to have the roles reversed?"
Yumi Souo rested her head on Akira's shoulder. "It's very warm. Very comforting."
"And fulfilling."
"Ugh~!"
"You fellow, when did you become like this~!"
Yumi Souo playfully propped herself up.
But Akira just smiled, carrying Yumi Souo like he was coaxing a baby to sleep, all the way to her room.
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The next day.
Yuki Souo opened her eyes and sprang out of bed with a whoosh.
Her brother had so many vixen-like girls at school.
It seemed it was time to pull out her ultimate move.
She went to the wardrobe, tidied her camisole nightgown, and then headed straight for Akira's room.
This time, she didn't just stay on the surface. She directly burrowed under Akira's blanket.
Hehehe!
Lying in Akira's arm, Yuki Souo planned to extend a leg and press against Akira's vital spot.
This way, Akira would discover his adorable little sister obediently hugging him under the covers.
Then, he would be overcome with beastly desire.
Of course, these were all Yuki Souo's imaginings. And in the manga books she read, the plots were even more exaggerated than what she imagined.
But just as she was about to execute her plan, Akira suddenly turned over and pulled her into his arms, then extended a leg and draped it over her.
She was already on her side, and with this movement, they were directly face to face.
And at seven in the morning, the sun had just risen.
Akira's action was a direct, close-up attack.
Hahaha. Getting rewarded every day.
Today, I'll reward you well too.
Yuki Souo froze, then her little face flushed red, and her eyes revealed joy.
Whoosh~!
This was the smell of her brother's embrace.
Hehehe.
Huh.
That was her brother's… Yuki Souo's face was filled with shock, then her eyes darted around, and she thought of an idea.
Her hands formed a circle.
Gently.
Slowly.
Yes.
That's right.
That's right.
When big brother wakes up and realizes he did such a thing to his dear little sister, he'll surely be filled with shame.
At that point, she would have an opening.
Yuki Souo's ideal was very full, but reality was even more explosive.
No.
No way.
Did big brother have a dream? And that kind of dream?
Yuki Souo's eyes widened, but after a moment, her mischievous black pupils were filled with drunkenness.
Mmm~!
Close her eyes.
She couldn't make a sound.
Akira still hadn't broken through the final layer of their relationship.
Such a short amount of time wasn't even enough for a single back-and-forth for a stamina-type Trainer like him.
So, when Akira saw that it was about time, he pretended to wake up naturally.
"Yu… Yuki!?"
"Why are you sleeping here?"
Yuki Souo also pretended to have just woken up. "Ah~! I came to wake you up, but I accidentally…"
Slap!
"Ow! Big brother, why did you hit me?"
Akira's unexpected move completely disrupted her plan.
"Hurry up and get ready. We'll be late soon."
Swish. Akira flipped the blanket.
The expected scene showed no signs of appearing.
Huh?
Didn't they say boys are easily aroused?
How could big brother…
But Akira didn't give her time to react and pushed her directly out the door.
You little rascal.
Just wait until tonight!
Closing the door, Akira quickly changed into his clothes.
Back in her room, Yuki Souo was utterly perplexed.
It shouldn't be. It shouldn't be.
She picked up the two taels of wine.
Did big brother dream of me?
The restless Yuki Souo put on her school uniform, always feeling like something was missing.
"Oh, right—why didn't Mom come to call us for breakfast today?"
Realizing this, Yuki Souo rushed downstairs, her footsteps thudding on the stairs.
"Yuki, come quickly and eat breakfast."
Today, Yumi Souo was wearing a light-colored, fitted T-shirt and knee-length jeans.
She wore a necklace and ruby-studded earrings.
Her hair, which would usually be tied up, was down.
A wave of youthful energy washed over her, leaving Yuki Souo stunned.
"Mom, you… you're so beautiful."
Yuki Souo originally wanted to say, "Did you put on makeup?"
But the words caught in her throat.
Something was off!
Everything today felt off.
She looked at her mother, then at her big brother.
Her heart was a mix of emotions.
She sat down in her seat with a solemn face.
"Yuki, what's wrong? Are you still half-asleep? Why do you look so listless?"
"Hmm. Yuki needs big brother to feed her to feel better! Ah~!"
Yuki Souo opened her mouth, waiting to be fed.
This time, Akira didn't jokingly poke Yuki Souo's head.
Instead, he actually fed Yuki a spoonful.
Yuki Souo's eyes widened, almost instinctively blurting out: Who are you? You're not my big brother!
However, Yuki Souo thought about it—wasn't this a good thing?
Big brother finally realized how cute his little sister was.
"I'm heading out first."
Akira picked up his school bag and bento, then stood up.
Yumi Souo quickly got up and followed him.
"Be careful on the road."
"Mmm~!"
"What are you doing? Yuki will see!"
Looking at the smile on Yumi Souo's face, Akira didn't say anything. He waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Mom."
Yumi Souo's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no. Could Yuki have seen it?
"Ah… ah?"
"You and big brother…"
Gulp.
Yumi Souo swallowed.
"You two are both so strange today!"
"What's strange? Can't your mom dress up?"
"I don't know."
Yuki Souo ate her breakfast. "It just feels very strange."
Although she had long discovered what was going on between Akira and her mom, their interactions had never been like this before.
Even her mom's smile had become much brighter.
"Sigh. Hurry up and finish eating, then I'll drive you to school."
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