『Click!』
There was no knock.
Without any warning, the door to the room suddenly opened.
That's why I couldn't stop.
I couldn't stop my sister from coming into the room.
"Yo-kun, I'm sorry! I had to take care of Shinyo... ah."
My sister was watching closely.
Me sleeping with two little girls.
"Hey, Nee-san! This is... cough."
I opened my mouth hastily to make an excuse.
However, perhaps because I had just woken up, my mouth was not moving properly. I was also in a hurry. My throat was tight and I started coughing at a time like this.
This is difficult to even explain.
"..."
My sister is silent. She just stares at me without saying anything.
(That's scary...)
She was 175cm tall and had the slender figure of a model. Her damaged blonde hair, which she had dyed herself, was roughly tied up in a ponytail, proving she had just come home from a part-time job. She was wearing light makeup, but perhaps due to fatigue from work, her complexion looked pale. This ruined the only thing her brother-in-law, who was struggling under the weight of his love, had praised about her beautiful appearance.
A young wife who was once a delinquent. I don't want to use this analogy to my sister, but I think she's the perfect fit for the genre of pornographic videos.
So it's just plain scary.
She was a modern-day Showa-era delinquent girl who was said to have never lost in her hometown. She was kind to me, but she did get angry at me a few times, and each time it made me cry.
I might cry again this time. In fact, I already feel like I'm going to cry.
I want to appear brave in front of Hime and Shinyo-chan, but... I'm still a high school boy, after all. There's a limit to how brave I can be.
"S-sorry."
I decided to apologize, but I don't even know what I'm apologizing for.
"..."
But my sister didn't say anything.
It seemed I was no longer in his field of vision. His eyes were glued to the two little girls sleeping on the bed.
Eye color...none.
Ah, it's over. I'm about to be lectured for being the worst kind of guy who dragged my daughter into bed.
I clenched my fists, prepared to be yelled at.
"Squish"
Because of that, I ended up touching Hime's cheek again. It was a pleasant sensation that relieved the tension, but now might have been a bad time.
"Hmm."
Hime let out a cry again.
Hearing that, my sister frowned.
"What does this mean?"
My sister suddenly walks over to me.
There was no emotion in his voice, and the cold, flat tone of his voice sent chills down my spine.
I wonder how angry he is.
I pray that she won't hit me in the face at least... I grit my teeth and wait for my sister to arrive.
"This can't be possible...!"
And then, Nee-san mercilessly raised her arm――
"--Cute! What is this girl, an angel? I've never seen a girl as cute as my Shinyo before! Yo-kun, who is this girl? Wow, what long eyelashes. And smooth hair! And what soft, squishy skin!?"
...What is this?
Just as I thought she was going to raise her arms, she grabbed Hime instead of me and screamed.
I thought he was angry, but it seems I was mistaken.
"Oh, it's a doll... Can I take it home?"
It seems that my sister was acting strangely because Hime was so cute.
...So, I guess that's good for now?
I still don't really understand the situation, but I'm glad I wasn't hit.