Four placemats are lined up on the table.
There were plates on three of them, for me, my mother, and my father.
For today's breakfast, we each put whatever we like on bread.
My parents eat pizza style with ketchup and cheese on top.
I stick to orthodox margarine and jam, or sugar.
Miyu often eats with salad or fried eggs on top.
"Ko-chan, we're going on a trip starting tomorrow. Please take care of Miyu."
"Nn, ahh."
I stuff my mouth with bread and turn my attention to the stairs outside the living room.
There should still be school days left, but Miyu hasn't come to eat breakfast.
"She's usually very calm, but sometimes he gets distracted by the slightest thing. Just be careful for her not to cause any accidents."
As my mother said, Miyu also has her own dangerous side.
Miyu is an ordinary girl wrapped in perfect skin.
She wasn't born a genius, but worked hard to get to where she is now.
Miyu's blandness comes from the tension that has been ingrained in her through the process of her efforts, and if that thread were to break, she would return to being a rather frail girl.
No matter how you look at it, the reason why Miyu hasn't come to eat is because of yesterday's health checkup.
Miyu, who had a complex about the size of her breasts, is now worried about her bust size, which has now reached the 90-mark.
I guess the shock hasn't worn off yet.
Since it's Miyu, even if she took a few days off, there wouldn't be a problem with her attendance days, but if I didn't wake her up, it would feel like I'm ignoring her, which would leave me with a bad aftertaste.
I finished my meal quickly and decided to go to Miyu's room.
Even though it was my little sister's room, it was a girl's room, so I couldn't just stroll inside. When I knocked, there was no response.
When I opened the door slightly and looked inside, I saw that the futon was piled up.
It seems like she hasn't even woken up and gotten ready for school.
"Miyu, it's morning."
Even when I called out to her, there was no response.
As I learned from yesterday's incident, when Miyu is tired and sleeping, she seems extremely difficult to wake up.
I enter the room and close the door.
The interior is the same as before, with a pale yet girly reddish color scheme.
As expected, some of her clothes had been taken off and scattered around.
"Wake up, Miyu. You're going to be late for school."
I shook Miyu's shoulders as she slept with only the top of her head exposed.
"Nh... nnyu..."
Miyu stretched her fingers up to the second joint from within, and lowered the futon down to under her eyes.
Her face looked sullen as she squinted her eyes.
"I came to wake you up because it looks like you won't be able to make it in time if you don't eat soon. If you want to rest, you can rest, but what will you do?"
"...I'm going."
Miyu, contrary to her words, puts the futon back on.
It's critical.
She's always more systematic than necessary, so I can see how much of a shock she had from the difference.
"We're having bread this morning, so if you want me to bring it to your room, I'll make you something."
Miyu doesn't like eating in her room because the floor gets dirty and smells bad, but she'll probably eat bread if I make it in a way that won't spill.
When she's studying, she seems to bring cocoa with her.
Miyu showed her face again.
Her eyes returned to its usual cuteness.
"I'm happy about that, but I don't have any appetite."
Was that the reason why Miyu slept until the last minute?
If she doesn't eat, she certainly has plenty of time to sleep.
Let's do the dishes.
It's almost time for my parents to go out, so I thought I'd use the extra time to wash the dishes.
As I was about to leave the room, I suddenly felt something strange at the foot of Miyu's bed.
Behind me, I heard the sound of Miyu getting up, and when the futon was pushed away, the whole thing was exposed.
A pair of pale citrus-coloured panties was lying around.
The shoulder straps of what appeared to be the set's bra were protruding from the futon, and further back I could see what appeared to be the hem of her pajamas.
A premonition crosses my mind.
No, what had already become a certainty had robbed me of my curiosity.
"Ah..."
It was almost at the same time that Miyu realised this and turned around.
Miyu's body shines white in the morning sun as she wakes up.
The source of Miyu's troubles had matured in her upper body.
The tip has a slight pink color reminiscent of white peach.
"Ugh... that's right..."
Miyu slowly put the futon back on.
Even I could imagine what 'that's right' meant.
I probably shouldn't make such false assumptions, but no matter how I think about it, I can only assume that's what happened.
My unstoppable imagination gathers heat in my lower body.
The clothes that came off under the futon... that would have been the case if she hadn't been wearing them from the beginning, but Miyu went out of her way to take off what she was wearing and became naked.
I don't think so, but this only points to one thing.
"Onii-chan..."
A voice filled with resentment and shame from Miyu reaches my ears.
That further gives more hardness to my lower abdomen.
"Well, about this, while I was sleeping, I felt uncomfortable wearing an ill-fitting bra. So I just, took it off..."
Miyu's painful excuses strengthen my conviction.
While that might be a good reason to take off her bra, it's not a good reason to take off her panties.
Silence was my answer.
Miyu seems to be desperately looking for a good explanation, but there's no way this situation will turn around for her.
"E-even I have a young body to spare."
Finally, Miyu admitted it.
Last night, she was alone comforting that body.
I couldn't hear any voices.
Miyu was writhing in this futon, suppressing her voice so as not to be found out.
The more I think about it, the more my dangerous brain chemicals are secreted.
The soft fabric of my sweatshirt was pushed up against my erection, exaggerating the size of my penis even more than usual.
"Idiot..."
Miyu's eyes were also staring at my bulge.
Even when I get an erection in the morning, I feel swollen like I've never experienced before.
I couldn't seem to get over my excitement.
Even if I look away from Miyu, my testicles won't stop aching from my delusions.
If I stay like this, I won't be able to go to school.
I have to bust one out.
If I don't cum right now, even if I manage to trick myself into going to school, all I'll be able to think about during class are my little sister's erotic scenes.
"If you show me something like that, of course this will happen."
"What's with the 'something like that'. I'm your little sister. You should be used to seeing your real little sister naked. Why are you so energetic?"
"It would've been fine with just seeing you naked."
"Guhnuu... does your little sister masturbating excite you that much?"
Of course it will.
Actually, to be honest, even if she didn't do sexual things, seeing her naked in this situation would still give me an erection.
"I guess, Miyu doesn't feel in the mood right now, huh."
"Is it the usual?"
"Yeah."
"It's fine, though."
Is it really fine?
It's fine, right.
Then I won't hesitate.
I took off my underwear and stood next to Miyu's bed.
"I-I'm doing it."
"Yes. Go ahead."
Miyu hides her body with the futon and watches me handle my cock.
I've done this many times before, but I don't think the embarrassment will ever go away.
The shame of being seen masturbating by my little sister is a source of excitement for me.
"I never thought my breakfast would be Onii-chan's semen."
Miyu's resentment makes my head spin faster.
I have always thought that having my ejaculated semen caught in her mouth is just a process.
But now, this act has another aspect.
--Feeding.
In erotic books, semen is sometimes called milk.
If I think about it like an older brother pouring his nutritious milk into his ailing little sister's mouth.
This is oral ejaculation as a food and drink.
I ejaculate not to deal with my sexual desires, but to make Miyu, who wants to eat, drink my semen.
If that's the case, I'll have to give her more than usual.
Until her abdomen's swollen with semen.
I'll cum in Miyu's mouth and let her drink it.
"Miyu... cumming... drink it up...!"
The best meal of the day for Miyu will be my semen.
Miyu's breakfast is the thick white liquid that comes out from the tip of my urine excretory organ.
Normally, no one would willingly drink semen because it is filthy.
Yet, if it's Miyu, she'll drink it.
"Miyu... aah... Miyu...!!"
The pleasure from my penis reaches its climax and I thrusts my hips forward, but it still doesn't reach Miyu's mouth.
Miyu also knew this, moved her face closer according to my boundary.
If she raises her head to the height of my waist as I stand next to the bed, her upper body will inevitably rise.
She must have let my guard down as my ejaculation came faster than expected.
Miyu wanted to avoid soiling the bed at all costs, so she put her hands on the bed and brought her mouth close enough to cover my glans.
The futon slides down Miyu's body.
Her hidden naked body is exposed.
I was told that I could let it out on her body before she takes a bath, and in the end I only bukkake'd her once.
Moreover, there's a huge difference in the impact of the scenery when she's naked in the bathroom and when she's naked on the bed.
Just before I ejaculated, I felt my penis grow twice in size.
It's not just Miyu's raw boobs.
Her young lower body, which had no hair yet, flew into my view.
It took only a few tenths of a second from seeing Miyu naked until I ejaculated.
During that time, my brain linked Miyu's naked body to the 2D erotic scenes I had accumulated over the past five years.
In a moment more fleeting than a sparkler, thousands of erotic images of Miyu come to mind during what seems like an eternity of time travel.
The semen that became concentrated over time was squirted into Miyu's mouth.
It's been less than half a day since I ejaculated yesterday, but it seems like my body has learned how to store semen rapidly as I keep ejaculating over and over again.
"Ah-... nnmuu....... you came a lot."
Miyu swallows the semen.
Only the semen left at my tip is still not disposed of.
She hands me a tissue and I wipe it myself.
"It, it felt amazingly good."
That comment was intended to include respect for Miyu.
Miyu pulled out her clothes from the futon and looked at me suspiciously.
"Onii-chan. Don't you feel any guilt for being excited about your own little sister?"
"Eh...?"
It was too late to ask that question now.
Of course, I feel guilty.
There's also a sense of immorality in doing things I shouldn't do.
However, Miyu forgave me, so I thought it was okay.
"What about Miyu? It was the same when it first started. Don't you think it's disgusting when you see your older brother doing it by himself?"
"Hmm. Not really in particular."
Then you're just like me.
"...No, to be accurate it's a bit different."
Miyu puts on her panties and puts her arms through the bra strap.
"I have a lot of things on my mind, but I don't feel anything."
"I see?"
"So I think it's disgusting. Very."
"Really..."
I don't know what the difference was between the former and the latter, but I guess it was disgusting after all.
"Onii-chan, do you mind?"
Miyu puts on her pajamas and stands in front of me.
“Anyone would feel bad if they were ejaculating because they were lusting after their little sister.”
It was like a teacher admonishing a student.
Of course they would.
It's just, why don't I have that feeling?
"Onii-chan doesn't have any resistance to getting aroused by his little sister's nakedness, does he?"
"Yes. I'm sorry."
"Then why doesn't Onii-chan worry a little too?"
"I'll keep that in mind..."
I can't raise my lowered head.
In conclusion, I don't know what I should have changed at all, but I found that I should worry more about lusting for my relatives and reflect on it.
Why does she drink semen even though she gets so angry?
It's probably best not to ask anymore.
I'm sure the righteousness in my little sister is just showing me mercy.
It's still early, but let's go to school quietly.
As I reach for the doorknob, Miyu puts her hand on the closet.
When I opened the door, I noticed that Miyu wasn't moving at all in the corner of my vision, so I glanced over there.
"Nn?"
Miyu tilts her head.
"Ahh, no, it's nothing."
I stand dumbfounded.
"Hmph."
Miyu frowns.
"Please get out of here because I have to change my clothes."
"Ah, yes."
I hurried out of Miyu's room.
Come to think of it, Miyu even told me that if I looked inside her closet, she would cut ties.
My guess is it's packed full of cosplay outfits.
Since we've been on such good terms lately, I feel like I should at least earn a glimpse of it.
"I'll be waiting for you, Miyu."
Someday, I'd like to send a two-shot photo to Suzuhara and the others and say, 'I became friends with this super cute cosplayer!'
For Miyu's own sake, I want her to continue her hobby even after becoming an adult.
But if she wants to do it in earnest, it will cost a lot of money.
In order for me to support Miyu's hobby, I need income.
To do that, I need to graduate from a decent university and join a company where I can make money.
"...Should I work hard on studying?"
With summer vacation just around the corner, I started to feel an extremely impure motivation.
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