Miyu masturbates to the sight of herself.
This mind, which had come to such a foolish conclusion, was accelerating its thinking the more it denied it.
That day, which was probably the biggest accident in Miyu's life, the secret of her closet was revealed.
Judging from the first scene I witnessed in Miyu's room, Miyu took off her panties in front of the mirror and masturbated while watching herself masturbate using an egg vibrator.
Inside the album that Miyu wanted to hide is a photo of her doing something erotic with Haruka.
Miyu didn't want people to know that she was enjoying watching it, so she decided to eliminate the album's existence.
The reason why she had a photo rather than an electronic image is probably the same as Miyu's enjoyment of lolita fashion.
Of course, this may have been because the first thing Haruka prepared was in the form of an album, but the fact that she took the trouble to bring the album into the living room and enjoy it, and that she took the trouble to take the trouble to take pictures and enjoy it, all stemmed from the same feeling.
"Haah..."
Even if I don't know what to expect from thinking about something like this, I think about it.
In the end, my curiosity about Miyu's secret hasn't diminished.
Even though the more I think about this, the more I'll make Miyu feel bad.
(No, I have to concentrate.)
I shifted my attention to the text on the desk.
For us high school students who are preparing to take entrance exams next year, our homework is all about problem sets.
The homework I started yesterday was progressing more than twice as fast as I expected.
After Miyu took care of me, my sense of difficulty in studying had disappeared.
Especially after I started having sex with Yamamoto-san, my mind became noticeably clearer.
No way, I got smarter because I graduated from virginity?
Among us otakus, this is unbelievable.
After all, it means stepping off the path of the wise, and having sex is actually seen as an act of losing one's power.
It's been a long time since I thought about something stupid like an otaku, but it seems like some kind of vagueness about my thinking has been removed.
With that precisely, I'm going to be taking the entrance exam next year, so I thought it was incredible that I was thinking to look for some reference books and study on my own.
I clung to my desk, and a not-too-brief amount of time passed.
I was interrupted by the sound of a notification on my smartphone and realised that I had already been immersed in my homework for two hours.
'The day of the offline meeting has been decided.'
It was a message from Suzuhara.
It seems that the off-line meeting that I have been persistently invited to so far with an, 'I won't let you go', will be held in four days.
The plan for the day was to hang out at karaoke, chat and play games, then have dinner and disperse.
I thought it would be something like that if it was an offline meeting with the oldest person being 20 years old, so I replied, 'Okay,' and went down to the living room to take a break.
Since it was almost dinner time, the air conditioner was on in the living room.
Miyu was standing in front of the refrigerator, deep in thought.
"What happened?"
When I called out to her, Miyu noticed my presence after a few seconds.
"The ingredients are too unbalanced, so I don't know what I should do."
What Miyu was concerned about was that she wanted to do something about the constant hassle of disposing of vegetables.
Vegetables are sold in bulk bags with more vegetables than you need, making it difficult to procure exactly the amount you want.
In addition, going to the supermarket over and over again this summer is a hassle, so I often end up needlessly buying ingredients that I somehow feel like I'll need, and in order to digest them properly, I have to think ahead when it comes to cooking.
"Why not just make a meal plan and buy only the ingredients you need?"
"Maybe that's a good idea. How should we make the meal plan?"
Miyu opens the refrigerator and stares inside.
Her permed hair still has a curly feel to it, and the long eyelashes that extend to her languid eyes give Miyu a sexy, mature look.
"Miyu is taking exams this year, right? It's probably going to be hard to study, so I can take over the cooking duties for a while."
"Hmm. I appreciate the offer, but I'm planning to go to Higashi High School, so I don't think I'll study for the entrance exam."
"Are you seriously coming to our school..."
It doesn't mean that you can go to a good university if you enter a high school with a high deviation value, but...
I think it would be nice to have some commitment.
Miyu opens the refrigerator and closes it without fiddling with anything in particular.
I wonder if she was reconfirming the ingredients.
"I don't want to waste time travelling. Private schools cost money and require longer school hours."
"Is it okay to go to Higashi High School?"
"I decided to enroll because Onii-chan seemed to be free."
"If you say that in the interview, you'll be rejected immediately."
There is a possibility that Miyu's results would still be welcomed.
"Even if I go to Nishitaka High School, I won't have to study hard. The meal plan is a good idea, so let's decide together."
Miyu trudged into the living room and picked up an A4 sheet of paper from the copy machine.
Then, with a pen in hand, I sit down in front of the table next to the sofa.
For some reason, I feel like Miyu is quiet.
It's always been like this.
Lately, she's been half cool and half emotional, so I've started to lose touch with the real Miyu.
After the two of us thought about the meal plan, we moved to my room and organized the necessary ingredients on my computer.
I was nervous because Miyu was staring at my work, but somehow I was able to put everything together without any hassle.
"A personal computer is convenient, huh. I think I'll buy one too. "
"Isn't that good? In this day and age, it's much more convenient to have experience using a computer. It's also better to be able to type."
"There's that too, but I also want to play games."
"Seriously!?"
I was so excited that I jumped out of my chair.
Calm down.
"Are you really that into the game? If you're going to play it, I could show you around some stores and stuff."
"Is that okay? Then I guess I'll ask you a favour."
“How much do you have saved?”
"Not so much. About half a million."
Half a million yen is not such a big amount, she said.
That's a line you shouldn't say outside the house.
"Then tell me your budget and what you want to do later. I'll think about the specs."
"Thanks."
Miyu replied flatly and left the room.
Speaking of Miyu-like, she's being Miyu-like, but as an older brother, I had fleeting hopes that she could have been a little more happy.
I sent the data to the printer, created the meal plan, and pasted it on the refrigerator.
It's good to know what to make while cooking.
Miyu wordlessly took out the frying pan and placed it on the stove.
It's more like she's being lethargic than being silent, but I wonder if I'll get injured again if she continues staying like that.
“You’re going to fry the eggplant, right? Should I cut it up and soak it?”
"No, I'll do it myself. Thank you."
Miyu takes the knife and deftly handles the ingredients.
It seems like she won't forget the movements that are ingrained in her body.
I sit on the sofa and enjoy the atmosphere in the room, where only the sounds of cooking can be heard.
If I think about it carefully, before Miyu and I started talking, there was always this sense of distance between me and Miyu.
It's just that the period from when Miyu was the only one I could bust a nut to and when we started talking about me getting a girlfriend was special.
The past two and a half months have been dense.
I was able to learn many things about Miyu, who always keeps her cool.
Miyu, who gets emotional at times, seems to have returned to her bright childhood days.
It was a fun time.
I wonder how it was for Miyu.
I've been helped by Miyu many times, caused trouble for her, and made her angry.
Little by little, I became more decent, and I was even able to do something I thought would never be possible, such as having a good relationship with a girl.
I used to be a creepy otaku with communication problems, but thanks to Miyu, I became a man.
I wonder what Miyu thought of me like that.
It's hard to understand because of all her mysterious words and actions, but I feel like Miyu was enjoying it too.
It's difficult to think about which part specifically.
That's exactly what happened when her secret was revealed three days ago.
I was beaten, cried at, and looked at in a really disgusting way.
A lot of things happened, but I feel like Miyu was more lively at that time.
It's not like I was able to get a glimpse of Miyu's emotions.
Similarly, even when she was cool, Miyu had a sense of human life before summer vacation.
Is it because I found out her secret after all?
Now that I know that Miyu is wearing lolita costumes and doing lewd things by herself, I can't calm down and immerse myself in my hobbies.
I don't know how she's been able to enjoy those clothes so far, but if I were her, I'd have to worry about finding matching outfits.
In that case, how about I tell Miyu about the days when I'm not there?
If I end up leaving earlier than planned, I'll contact her in advance.
With this, Miyu can enjoy her hobby without hesitation.
If so, the first step is to share my calendar.
I grabbed a pen and moved to the side of the kitchen and wrote my future plans on the calendar hanging there.
Mainly, I only have part-time jobs and the offline meeting.
Looking at it like this, it's a lonely schedule.
Until last year, I didn't really care because the days passed as long as I was playing games, but this year is essentially my last summer vacation in high school, so I thought I'd go out somewhere.
Suzuhara and Takanami would be free.
Takanami has club activities, but Suzuhara has been active lately, so he shouldn't turn me down.
Or perhaps, Yamamoto-san?
It'll look like she's going out with me, so it would be awkward.
It seems that we can get along well enough to meet at school, and Yamamoto-san seems to be able to divide relationships between friends and relationships between men and women.
However, I did say I chose Miyu, so it's difficult to ask her to go out together.
And I don't feel comfortable inviting another person to play with the three of us.
If that's the case, I'll try asking Miyu out on a date.
Miyu also often stays at home during the latter half of summer vacation, so our schedules should fit together.
From my experience, I don't think I'll be turned down if I ask for a casual date, but...
Wouldn't it be a pity if I left the house just to go out with her anyways?
"What's that?"
I was surprised by Miyu who had come behind me.
What surprised me wasn't her voice.
Miyu grabbed my waist and pressed our bodies tightly together.
"Umm... I thought it would be easier for Miyu to spend time if I wrote down the days I'm going out."
The approximate times I'm going out is written on the calendar.
If I input the same information into the schedule app and get into the habit of following it, Miyu should feel at ease.
"Huh."
Miyu stares at the calendar from the side of my arm.
Then, she turned towards me with a dissatisfied look on her face.
"So you're asking me to do it alone at these times?"
Miyu's words caught me off guard, causing my head to suddenly become confused.
"N-no! That's not what I mean! Well, it would certainly mean that, but how can I say it...!"
I see, is that how Miyu will perceive it?
It was thoughtless.
"So, the part-time job in this day."
Miyu presses the calendar so that her fingers slightly curve.
Then she put her hand inside my T-shirt and rubbed my stomach.
"Onii-chan will go to work thinking that I must be doing something naughty at home by now.''
"Ah... Like I said... that's...!"
Miyu's hobby is admiring lolita clothes.
What's more, wearing it herself and doing naughty things with it.
Even if I only knew a part of Miyu's hobbies, that is, admiring cute clothes, this situation would not have changed.
Miyu didn't like that, so she completely hid information about her hobbies.
That's basically why she pushed me away from Haruka, right?
"Hm."
Miyu moved away from me and onto the sofa.
I hurriedly chased after Miyu and sat down next to her in a position that wasn't too close or too far away.
"Sorry, I didn't mean any harm. I didn't have any intention of wanting Miyu to do lolita cosplay or do anything naughty. I don't know what to say..."
How should I summarise this idea?
I know what I want to say, but I don't know how to convey it to Miyu without misunderstanding.
Then I got stuck in words.
While I was confused, I heard a sound that sounded like someone breathing through their nose.
"I'm joking."
I look at Miyu in a daze.
There was a face with a girlish warmth, without any coldness.
"I've been quiet, so you've been careful, haven't you?"
Miyu closed the gap between us, and snuggled up close to my side.
"Thanks, Onii-chan."
I couldn't help but press my lips tightly together, feeling an indescribable itch.
Her voice sounded as good as if her previous coldness had been a lie.
Or maybe I was able to cheer up Miyu just now.
"The fact that I know about Miyu's hobbies probably puts a burden on you. Personally, I want to support you with all my might."
I would like to erase this memory if possible, but that is not realistic.
If that's the case, maybe there's also a way for me to help Miyu with her hobbies.
In response to that suggestion, Miyu once again gives me a teasing smile.
"Doesn't Onii-chan just want to see?"
When she asks me that, it's hard to answer.
"I definitely want to see it though."
Miyu likes to see herself wearing cute clothes, and considering her past personality, she must also like to be seen like that.
There must be a compromise solution that will allow her to continue her hobby.
After all, when we were little, Miyu would show off to me every time she made cute clothes.
I was so fascinated by it that I couldn't say anything.
"...Hey, Onii-chan."
Miyu clings to my arm.
The living room has a large space for home use, and if I were to be unnecessarily close to her in such a space, I would have strange fantasies.
Miyu has become so aggressive.
What on earth are you doing to me...?
"The food is getting cold."
"Eh, ah, ahh! The food! It would be a waste if it cooled down. Let's eat right away."
I hurriedly moved the plates that were lined up next to the sink to the table.
Miyu, who was cooking, left the kitchen, so it should have been obvious that she had finished making the food.
Tonight's dish was stir-fried eggplant and meat, so it wasn't a time-consuming dish in the first place.
"Thank you for the meal."
A meal with Miyu across the table.
A common sight that has lasted for nearly 10 years.
I wonder how long I can continue to take this for granted.
Now that I know Miyu's secret, no matter what happens, the way we interact from now on will change.
Still, I don't want to lose the time we spend together like this.
"Well, as I said earlier..."
I believe that I have the right to work hard to not to lose it.
"Is there any way I can stay out of your way?"
I would like to sort out the accident three days ago.
"Regarding that topic, there's something I'd like to say to Onii-chan first."
Miyu, who was sitting across from me, stopped using her chopsticks and looked at me.
"Human thinking doesn't always follow the same vector as emotion."
It was a difficult lecture from Miyu for the first time in a long time.
Thinking and feeling in different directions means, for example, you don't want to eat because you're on a diet, but you still have an appetite.
When Miyu was seen wearing lolita clothes, she impulsively rejected me.
But in her mind, it wasn't that way.
No good.
I have no clue.
"I wasn’t in the way in the first place… or something?"
I'm not sure what the meaning of her statement is, but that's the way it goes, right?
Miyu is nodding in agreement.
"I've never thought of Onii-chan as a nuisance. But when asked if I don't like being seen, I don't mind."
I feel like that kind of thinking is consistent with Miyu's previous evil attitude.
No, I don't understand at all.
"So, I'm honestly happy that Onii-chan recognizes my hobbies, you know? I'm saying thank you very much in my heart. But still, okay? I don't feel embarrassed or want to keep it secret."
So this is how it works.
I see.
"I feel like I'm getting in the way no matter what..."
If she was embarrassed to be seen by me and wanted to hide without me knowing, then she could just do without me.
That way, she could continue her hobby without any trouble.
"You'll understand soon."
Miyu said that in a gentle voice and continued eating her meal in silence.
I guess I still don't understand, huh.
In any case, I'm glad if I don't get in the way.
That doesn't explain why she wasn't feeling well, though.
I don't care anymore.
"As long as it doesn't put Miyu in a bad mood, I don't mind."
"I'm in a good mood. I'm sorry for worrying you."
After the conversation with Miyu came to an end, I looked back at the dining table and noticed that the atmosphere was peaceful.
The reason why Miyu seemed to be lacking in energy was probably a problem with her feelings.
Most of the time, the number of words we said were spent in silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
Being able to be with Miyu without being nervous like this is a huge improvement compared to two months ago.
Maybe the starting point was too low, but let's respect our differences.
For me, it's a valuable piece of evidence that I've grown into a decent man.
"I'll wash the dishes. The meal plan's been made, but we'll also need to decide when to go shopping. Miyu, can you think about that? My schedule is as written on the calendar, so... It would be nice if you could come up with some options based on that."
"Is that so? In that case, I guess I'll ask you to wash the dishes."
After we both finished eating and said goodbye, I carried the dishes to the sink and mixed water and detergent into a sponge.
Personally, I think the biggest change is that I am now able to make suggestions for the other person.
People with average communication skills may look at me like crazy, but once you have a communication disorder like me, even trying to be considerate and do stuff would become a huge chore.
In my head, I'm thinking things like, 'I'm going to do it this way,' and 'I'm going to teach you this.'
Therefore, having a communication disorder does not necessarily mean that you cannot be considerate.
It's just that I'm afraid that if I act like this for someone else, I'll be unable to act because they think that I have ulterior motives, or that I'll be rejected and say, 'You don't have to do it for me.'
Recently, that fear has completely disappeared.
Whether it was because Miyu made me look better on the outside, or because Yamamoto-san complimented me on the inside, or both?
After all, it's just an extension of the housework I do all the time, but I don't have any outstanding ability anyways, so I hope I can repay her in the small details of my daily life.
While I was lost in thought, I felt something soft collide with me from behind.
"Mi-Miyu? What are you doing...?"
It was more intimate than when she was looking at the calendar.
Miyu clings tightly to my back and hugs me, burying her face in my arms.
"Nn. Just a little confirmation."
Miyu says something incomprehensible again and takes deep breaths behind me.
I don't know what this action is for, or why I'm being hugged by Miyu, but I feel so great already that I don't care.
Even after I finished washing the dishes, Miyu continued to check on me.
Is she trying to smell my scent or something?
Should I not move?
"So, Onii-chan."
Miyu let go of her buried face and tightened her grip on me instead.
"Why didn't you go out with Kanade-san?"
It was such an unexpected question.
It's true that I didn't have a bad relationship with Yamamoto-san, and at the end she said something that seemed to show that she recognised me as a man.
Despite this, I never thought about becoming more connected to Yamamoto-san.
I don't know how to answer that question.
Simply put, it's because I like Miyu.
However, she is my biological little sister, and I am not yet ready to say that I love her as a woman.
I haven't really thought about it too seriously, but that's what it means for me to choose Miyu.
"If you ask me why, to be honest, I don't know either. I got along well with Yamamoto-san, and I definitely like her as a person, but I just couldn't think of the idea of dating her."
It was a question for me, too.
I had sex with such an attractive woman for a week, so why didn't I feel passionate about her?
So I think the answer is that there was someone else to choose from.
In short, I think it's just because I like Miyu.
"Isn't it worth it?"
Don't casually spout offensive words in this situation.
"It's too bad I haven't had any real love experience."
Sachiko was also just attached to Miyu.
Before that, when I was in junior high school, I confessed my feelings to a girl, and when I thought we was dating she did something terrible to me.
It was a life that didn't suit my youth at all.
"Muu. That's incorrect, Onii-chan. If you answer like that in a game, you'll never be able to do sexual things again."
"Eh, what's that?"
"Come on, come on. Please look at your little sister more carefully."
What does she mean.
"Doesn't Onii-chan have any doubts about this situation?"
Miyu tightens her arms around my stomach.
No, I have a lot of questions.
I don't understand it enough to give up thinking about it.
"Umm... so, well, what is it?"
If this is a game, it means:
Is that what it is?
"The reason I didn't go out with Yamamoto-san was probably because I chose Miyu. Well, in short, I think it's because I liked Miyu."
When I say it, it's frustrating.
"Haah, is that so?"
Damn it.
What is that reaction?
I answered with all the courage I could muster.
"What's the correct answer?"
"Anything is right as long as Onii-chan's worthlessness is cured."
"Thanks for that, but is that what you wanted to confirm?"
"No, but it's over now, so it's okay."
Miyu left me and went upstairs.
It's been a while since I've felt shaken up like this.
I thought I'd be able to understand Miyu a little better if I knew her secret, but I still have no idea what she's thinking.
I put the dishes on the draining rack, and was about to leave the kitchen to take a bath when I noticed a star that had been written on the calendar.
Next to it is a name.
So this is the day to go shopping, huh.
A well-shaped star mark that I can't write.
Its roundness and inclination give it a certain cuteness typical of Miyu.
Ahh, now I remember.
Because of the week with Yamamoto-san and the closet thing, I kept it in the back of my mind.
This feeling of love for Miyu certainly lies here.
"That's why I chose Miyu."
I said to myself, then made the bath, killed some time with the app, and decided to soak in the bathtub.
"Haah..."
I feel relaxed, both physically and mentally.
The anxiety I had about Miyu disappeared, and my heart was freed.
I'm not perceived as a nuisance by Miyu, and Miyu is not in a bad mood.
Rather, I think I'm in Miyu's favour when I think about her clinginess in the kitchen.
I wonder if she could take a bath with me again.
Even today, if I had invited her, she might have come.
I want to see Miyu naked again.
Those boobs raw.
If possible, even naughty things...
Wait, no no no.
My lower body is tingling.
Now that I think about it, I was so worried about Miyu that I even forgot to masturbate.
If I don't let off steam soon, I'll go back to being a useless older brother.
When I got out of the bath and called out to Miyu, we exchanged places and she took a bath.
From now, I can masturbate for several minutes without being disturbed by anyone.
Let's finish this before Miyu comes back.
I haven't done it for four days including today, and I'm about to reach my limit.
I start masturbating before putting on my pyjamas.
The thing that gets excited is hot.
It's been a long time since I've ejaculated alone.
Come to think of it, my semen has increased considerably since I started being sexual with Miyu.
I wonder if a tissue will be able to catch the ejaculate that has been accumulating for four days.
It's been about two months since I've given it to a tissue.
What a luxurious and erotic life I was living.
But, I see, will it come out like that?
If I let it out in Miyu's mouth, I can give her a lot to drink.
The last time I was subjected to teasing play, I ended up letting it out during sex with Yuka.
That's why I'm sure this will be my first time making her drink so much accumulated semen.
It's been a long time since I've been with Miyu, and I'm sure her mouth will be filled with thick semen.
What kind of face will Miyu make when she drinks it?
"-Wait! Idiot! What was I thinking!!"
I just decided a few days ago that I was going to be a good older brother.
To think that just because my sexual desire had built up, I would immediately pretend that it never happened.
As a man, I can't accept that.
I have to keep my end of the bargain.
About the promise I made to myself.
I've been blessed with the opportunity to become a decent man.
I can't disappoint Miyu any more.
I have to return the favour.
The problem at hand is how to let Miyu continue with her hobby.
When it comes to Miyu, I shouldn't think about anything else.
Create an environment where Miyu can enjoy lolita cosplay without any worries and can masturbate to her heart's content while in that pose.
That's my mission.
Just hearing this makes me feel like Miyu is more of a pervert.
It's normal for people to have different hobbies, and even more so, I have no right to think it's weird.
After all, I had my little sister get me a girlfriend, lose my virginity, and before and after that, I masturbated in front of her and raped her friend, so I'll never be able to be proud of myself as a real human being.
I've become somewhat of a decent man, but I have no right to call Miyu, who is thoughful, smart, and above all super cute, a pervert.
(...But what is it?)
Looking only at the current situation, it seems like I, her older brother, am trying to help my sister in her perverted activities.
Because, in fact, that's the case.
Miyu has a hobby of masturbating while wearing lolita clothes, and in my opinion, she's using herself as fap material for indulging in such an act.
I thought about all sorts of things to get her to masturbate, and I took care of my part myself...
Ahh no, the masturbation I'm about to do will make my sister my fap material.
This is not normal.
But why does Miyu's peculiarity stand out so much?
Is it some moe gap issue?
No, in the first place, Miyu drinking semen, having her friend raped, and doing all that in the bath, all started from Miyu.
So, if I think about it carefully, isn't Miyu the one who was abnormal from the beginning?
With that, with me being more normal, Miyu is the only one...
"Ahh, right! That was the case!!"
I shouldn't have become proper.
If I no longer want to have a sexual relationship with Miyu, it would be like forcing the perverted attributes only onto Miyu.
That is terrible treatment.
This is the exact opposite of giving back.
That's why Miyu hasn't been feeling well lately.
Miyu must have been confused by the change in environment because I had become more upright and no longer had lewd interactions or skinship with her.
Is that how it is?
If that's the case, this isn't the time to masturbate in a place like this.
Above all, I want to do something naughty with Miyu.
However, now that it has come to this, if our relationship becomes platonic, a sudden sexual favour might confuse Miyu.
It's like I'm asking her to do lewd things with me out of pity, and I'm sure Miyu will sense the subtlety of that.
The reality is that I just want to be lewd, but there's no way that Miyu can't perceive this thought flow at all.
There must be something I can do.
Think about it, I can do it now.
My head is very clear these days.
What's the point of my brain if I can't use it here?
"Onii-chan? What were you screaming about?"
I heard Miyu's voice through the door.
Apparently her bath is already finished.
"That's, about that. I almost dropped my phone. My bad for making so much noise."
Miyu is back.
It was through the door, but if I listen to Miyu's voice consciously, it's extremely erotic.
I've been ordered to ejaculate so many times by that voice.
It's easy to understand why I couldn't reach this body without Miyu.
"...Well then, let's go."
Once Miyu brushes her teeth, she won't be able to drink any more semen.
I don't want to endure until the next morning with such an erection.
At this moment, she would have finished changing her clothes.
She should have finished her tasks for today before taking a bath, and now she's relaxing in her room to take a breather after taking a bath. This is the best timing.
I've already thought about the flow.
I came up with a winning strategy to make sure Miyu drank my semen.
No, I should say I remembered.
That's right.
Since I haven't used 'that' yet, I'm sure it will succeed just this once.
My long-held desire was to have Miyu give me a blowjob.
"Miyu, can I have a moment?"
I knock on the door of Miyu's room and ask for a reply.
"Did something happen?"
Miyu opened the door to her own body and greeted me.
Relaxed atmosphere in pyjamas as expected.
When she gets out of the bath, her perm becomes more curly and she looks like a different person.
She was wearing the same pyjamas she wore when she first slept with me, and the heavy fabric had been dented along the bottom of her breasts, creating nice breast bags.
"How can I say it. Look, I haven't received your apology yet."
Miyu should have sworn to sincerely apologise for punching me so hard and putting me into a coma three days ago, but the flow of things in the closet made me oblivious.
When Miyu hears my words, she understands the meaning and blushes slightly.
Then, without saying a word, she slammed the door shut.
"H-hey. Miyu."
It was a bit of an unexpected reaction, but there's no way she'd let it end as if nothing happened.
It seems that my assumption was correct, and after waiting in front of the door for a while, Miyu opened the door again.
She has a very disgusted look on her face.
Then, after glancing at my swollen crotch, she glared at me.
I found myself feeling relieved at this turn of events.
"Come in."
Miyu invited me into her room with a displeased face.
It seems like she has a sense of duty to apologise.
Since I had just finished my bath, I was allowed to sit on the bed.
Miyu is sitting straight in front of me.
"I feel like the last two hours were just ruined."
What Miyu said was so valid that there was no room denying it.
In this instant, I shattered the image of Miyu as a 'decent older brother' that had been built up within her over the past three days, not just two hours.
"I had a lot of things on my mind, too. As expected, I've accumulated enough for four days."
I was happy to be lovey-dovey with Miyu like brother and sister.
However, the relationship that Miyu and I should have isn't like that.
Only by having sexual interactions with Miyu can Miyu and I be brother and sister, or rather, it's kind of messed up, but that's how it feels.
Anyways, I want to be lewd.
"I don't think I have to ask, but if I let out Onii-chan's semen and drink it, it's okay to accept that as an apology, right?"
Miyu responded in a very businesslike manner.
Considering the difference, that could be the case.
"That's right. I haven't done it with Miyu for more than ten days. I want do it with Miyu soon."
Yamamoto-san let me ejaculate many times over the course of a week, but it still didn't suppress my desire to do it with Miyu.
Being naughty with Miyu is special.
No one else can replace her.
"I wish you'd just stayed with Kanade the whole time."
Miyu said gruffly as she put her hand on my pants.
It looks like she'll take it off, so I raise my hips to match Miyu's.
My underwear was pulled down along with it and my cock was sticking out.
"Looking at it for the first time in a while, it really does have a disgusting shape, doesn't it?"
Miyu poked my cock repeatedly.
Then, Miyu pulls the thread from her fingertip that touched the tip, forming a look of disgust on her face.
"It really smells like semen..."
Even though I had just gotten out of the bath, my penis, which was about to do lewd things with Miyu, was already smelling like it had just finished ejaculating.
"Sorry, this is unexpected for me."
I thought it would be easier for Miyu to suck it after taking a bath, but the smell of soap that would soak into my pubic hair might have the opposite effect.
"Haah, come on."
Miyu lightly grips my cock and moves it up and down without jerking it.
She doesn't feel any resistance to touching it anymore.
Just feeling the temperature of Miyu's skin gives me a great feeling of pleasure.
"I didn't dare ask until now, but."
Miyu didn't stop her hand and kept her head down, not making eye contact.
"Maybe, by apology, are you expecting me to do it with my mouth?"
I wasn't really thinking about anything other than a blowjob.
"Didn't you say it would be okay to give a blowjob...?"
"The existence of the album wasn't known, so I just suggested an alternative plan instead of opening the closet. Now, there's no point in me giving a blowjob."
I see, that's certainly true.
Now that the secret is out, Miyu doesn't need to sacrifice her body that much.
But still, a blowjob was something I had always wanted.
That's why I want her to do it orally no matter what.
And, I want to ejaculate all the semen I have accumulated for four days into Miyu's mouth.
"If you can't do it, you don't have to force yourself. I think it was my fault that I got hit. Even though I say it's an apology, it depends on Miyu's feelings, so I'll leave it to you."
Even though I say this, I really want her to do something erotic with me.
The only thing left to do is bet on Miyu's strong sense of responsibility.
"No, well, I'll do it since I said so. Onii-chan, you just said that you've accumulated for four days."
"I did say that."
"Have you never done it alone even once since you came home?"
"I haven't. So I think there will be a lot of it when it comes out."
"Uuuu... that's really... troubling..."
Miyu grabs my cock with both fingers and fidgets with it.
It's true that even if I ejaculate normally these days, the amount that comes out is unimaginable compared to the past.
What's the problem if it's only four days worth?
Miyu can drink semen, lick my chest, and when I have a wet dream, she licks the semen all the way to my groin.
I think it's only natural that a girl who doesn't like everything from the beginning, including that, can't give blowjobs.
"Is there any reason why Miyu hates blowjobs so much?"
Even the naughty things she's done so far weren't that different from giving a blowjob.
I want to know why Miyu especially dislikes only blowjobs.
"Because it's where you pee. It also looks gross. If I do it with my hands, I can still think of it as some medical procedure, but no matter how I look at it, blowjobs are done out of sexual desire."
I know exactly how she feels.
I know what she means.
But somehow, it's sophisticated.
I wonder if drinking semen is part of medical practice too.
If such a hospital existed, I would like to be admitted there.
"More importantly, it's Onii-chan. Doesn't Onii-chan think anything of it when your little sister gives you a blowjob?"
"That's..."
It's not that I don't think so.
There is no doubt that I am excited by the immoral feeling of having my own little sister suck my penis.
But that's not the point.
"I want you to do this because you're Miyu, not because you're my sister."
What if my little sister wasn't as attractive as Miyu?
Or, even if she was attractive, she's a completely different type from Miyu?
I wouldn't have wanted a blowjob so strongly.
"It just happened to be my sister. Is it that important that the other person is my sister?"
"It's definitely important. In what world is there a sister who sucks her older brother's things?"
I think Miyu would get angry if I said that I've seen a lot of things in the world of games.
"Then, this time, my older brother did it against my will."
"I would love that."
Miyu seems to have made up her mind with this exchange.
"Then, I'll do it."
Miyu takes deep breaths over and over again and brings her face closer to my penis.
Near the glans, her mouth opens and Miyu's breath blows onto my sensitive area.
Just the steam of that breath made me cum lightly.
Miyu sticks out her tongue, pulls it back, approaches her lips first, and wonders how to start giving the blowjob.
The designated target point is, after all, the tip of my cock.
Miyu carefully grasps the base with both hands and frowns as she watches my pre-cum dripping from the tip.
The mouth that approached opened and closed like a child trying to eat a vegetable they hated while hesitating, the feeling of the fresh flesh certainly stimulated the nerves of my glans.
"Uuu... ah...!"
At last, Miyu's mouth, which I had been rejected from for so long, touched my penis.
Miyu started the blowjob by kissing the tip, then sucked it until she wrapped around the neck of my glans, and stopped there.
"Nchu... nh..."
Miyu's tongue strokes the back of my penis, causing my desire to ejaculate to increase explosively, making my testicles boil.
The sight of a part of my penis hidden by Miyu's lips is the most exciting.
"Nnh...! Chubu... haah..."
However, Miyu removed her mouth before the glans was even fully in.
"Uu......"
Miyu covers her mouth with both hands and makes a bitter face.
Even for Miyu, the fact that she actually held my stuff in her mouth must be shocking.
"Uuu-"
But that depression was more than I expected.
"Ahhhh..."
Miyu fell into my lap and didn't move.
"H-hey. Miyu, are you okay?"
Miyu has always hated giving blowjobs, but I never expected it to go this far.
Even though the request was made after much consideration, I wonder if I should have taken a few more steps before asking for it.
Then, Miyu collapsed onto my lap, sighing repeatedly while I patted her head somehow.
After a few minutes, Miyu suddenly got up.
"As I thought, this is how it will turn out..."
Miyu makes a meaningful remark and keeps her mouth tied in one sentence.
"Can you do it?"
"Maybe."
Miyu gives an ambiguous reply and grabs my cock again.
However, by the time she started sucking my dick, she no longer hesitated.
"Aahh... Miyu...!"
Miyu is licking my penis.
She takes as much of it as she can into her mouth and stimulates the muscle behind it with her tongue.
"Nh... nkuh... chubu... fuh... nh..."
Miyu prioritized licking rather than moving her head.
The shy look on her face as she looks up at me and looks away is adorable.
Miyu finally gave me a blowjob.
Miyu seemed to be sucking my dick in a much more delicious way than I had imagined, precisely because her expression showed shame and regret instead of a blank expression. The desire for her to lick me more arises, but the desire to ejaculate is approaching faster than that.
"Uwah... haah... Miyu... it feels so good...! Shit, cu-cumming...!"
I want to spit out the semen I've been holding into Miyu's mouth.
I wanted to remember this time when Miyu gave me a blowjob for the first time.
I want to shoot as much semen as I can into Miyu's mouth this one time.
"Nh...! Chupa... haah... Onii-chan, sorry."
However, Miyu let go of her mouth at that moment.
Miyu was also very short of breath, probably because she was having trouble breathing due to the unaccustomed blowjob.
"Haah... haah... uuu... maybe... it's not good after all..."
"M-Miyu. Sorry, but it's almost here. If you do it a little more, I'll let it out."
I definitely don't want it to end without ejaculating like this.
Even if Miyu can't move, I want to at least let it out in her mouth.
"Yeah... Don't hold back, okay?"
"I won't. I'll let it out soon."
"Got it."
After Miyu takes a breath, she sucks my cock again.
Miyu's petite body parts make me look bigger overall, and the feeling of making a small girl do erotic things is also irresistibly exciting.
"Nkuh... chubu... nnh... Nh... chupa... chuu... chuu..."
Miyu's movements are modest, and that unfamiliar feeling also arouses my sexual desire.
As expected, she only had the knowledge that she had taught Sachiko, but she had a good grasp on how to contain saliva and my points of stimulation.
It's adorable to see Miyu sucking a penis with all her might using such imaginary techniques.
"Miyu... really good...! I'm cumming now...!"
My cock twitched and was ready to ejaculate.
Right after that.
"Puhah... uuu...! Haah... haah... uuu... sorry..."
"M-Miyu... It's fine, but if you stop too much, the time when I cum will..."
"I know, but..."
It would have been easier for Miyu to let it out without any trouble.
She interrupted the blowjob many times, squeezed her culottes tightly, and Miyu was shrinking her body in a manner suggesting frustration rather than discomfort.
"Miyu? What happened...?"
Miyu's flushing and shortness of breath are not normal.
No amount of blowjobs can do this.
Miyu doesn't answer my question, and even after her breathing has calmed down, she doesn't resume giving a blowjob, instead making her body twitch.
I know from experience that when Miyu is like this, it's best not to force her to ask.
After waiting for a while, Miyu tugged on my clothes.
Apparently it was a signal that, 'I have something to say.'
I bend down and bring my face closer.
Then Miyu whispered in my ear, her cheeks flushed.
"I think I'm going to cum."
Immediately after I heard it, I didn't understand what it meant.
When I thought about it, I realized that she had said something outrageous.
"That's, um. When you gave the blowjob. Miyu, felt like cumming... is that what you meant?"
When I asked that, Miyu kept her head down, shaking her face vertically just enough to make me understand.
No way, such a thing can happen?
I can't imagine a girl cumming just because she's giving a blowjob.
It would be one thing if Miyu was also masturbating with me, but she didn't seem to be stimulating her private parts with her hands.
No, in the first place, if she's about to cum by her own will, all she has to do is stop it.
Even though Miyu knows that the more she stops, the more the force of ejaculation increases, the fact that she still can't continue giving me a blowjob means that there's nothing she can do about it.
"Are you, that excited...?"
The mere fact that she is holding my penis in her mouth increases Miyu's sexual arousal, to the verge of reaching climax.
Otherwise, there would be no point in Miyu interrupting the blowjob.
"......Yeah."
Her answer was unexpectedly affirmative.
"So, um. I can't take it properly and it'll overflow."
If Miyu cums at the same time as I ejaculate, she won't be able to withstand the shock and spit out the semen.
I would love to see Miyu in such a state, but there's a chance that she might get her bed and clothes dirty, and more than anything, I don't want to see her in 'that' state again.
"What should I do?"
The kindest option is to interrupt the blowjob.
But that's not all.
To say it's over is to deny Miyu's sexuality itself.
It would be a good idea to stop doing lewd things from now on with her, but there's no way I can say that I no longer need blowjobs in my sex life.
"Is it okay if I use my hands for a moment?"
In this way, a compromise proposal was presented by Miyu.
Taking this route is the best choice to maintain a good relationship with Miyu.
"It's fine. Thanks."
"Sorry. I'll try harder next time."
Miyu put her mouth only on my glans and used her hand to stimulate the rod.
"Haah... Miyu... good...!"
The only basic stimulation is by hand.
However, my glans in her mouth is also properly licked using her tongue.
It seems that moving her mouth stimulates Miyu's sensual senses, so she can't move her face, and I shouldn't move to push it in her mouth either.
However.
"Fuh... chuu... chupu..."
The fact that Miyu was holding my penis in her mouth and waiting for me to ejaculate was more important than anything to me.
"Aaahh... I'm cumming now...!" I'll let it out in your mouth, so drink it all...! "
"Nh... nh-...!"
Dobyu, byuu-, byuru, dopyuu, byururuu, dokun, dobyuu, byuu--!!
Semen shot out directly from my penis into Miyu's mouth, and the rod that swelled with every ejaculation was pushing Miyu's lips apart.
Unlike before, I couldn't see the moment when my semen came out, but when I thought that my semen was about to be released in Miyu's mouth, that fact became a source of excitement for me. Despite being inside, my desire to ejaculate increases again.
After I finished ejaculating, I ejaculated again into Miyu's mouth a few seconds later.
"Nnnh... nnh-...!!"
Miyu made a face as if to tell me to stop, but she somehow managed to catch my ejaculate while swallowing it so that it wouldn't leak out of her mouth.
Her trance-like expression and every movement of her throat stimulated my sexual instincts.
"Miyu... sorry... I'm still... cumming...!"
I continued to ejaculate until the accumulated semen was completely emptied.
"Uu-... uuu..."
As expected, Miyu looked like she was about to cry. Seeing that expression made me squeeze out the last of my semen, and my ejaculation finally subsided.
How many tens of seconds have I been ejaculating?
"Gahah, gefuh! Haah, haah, kehoh, fuuh...!"
Miyu rubs her throat and makes a pained face.
It was the same amount, but judging from the feeling of it passing through my urethra, it was also quite thick.
The semen may have been stuck there for a long time.
"You let out too much... come on..."
"Sorry, it felt so good, I just..."
"You've stored up so much. How much do you want me to drink?"
Miyu stood up and walked quickly to the door.
"I'll go get some tea."
"I-I see. Please take it easy. Thanks, by the way."
"You're welcome."
Miyu leaves the room with a sulky look on her face.
As expected, she'll get angry if I let out that much.
Even though it had accumulated for four days, I wouldn't have thought that I would release so much in Miyu all at once.
However, I see.
I finally got Miyu to give me a blowjob.
It felt much better to cum in Miyu's mouth than I had imagined.
"Fuuh... anyways..."
Is it true that she almost came while giving me a blowjob?
She herself admitted that she got excited when giving me the blowjob, so I'm sure she's not lying.
If that's the case, Miyu's sexual desire is still high.
Considering the last time we slept together, Miyu would want herself to feel good.
So it would be no good if I was satisfied here.
Miyu said that she was okay even if she didn't cum, but that feeling of frustration was exactly the same as when Miyu was agitated on the bed.
Miyu herself won't ask for it, so I have to be a little forceful.
I followed Miyu down the stairs.
Maybe my thoughts are all wrong and Miyu doesn't want me to touch her, but if I'm afraid of that, I'll never be able to make Miyu feel good.
There's nothing to be angry about.
If I am going to be punished, I will accept it.
In the first place, the power relationship between Miyu and I is that Miyu is superior to me, and there is no way that Miyu, who can be very blunt, would allow me to do something that she really doesn't like.
Miyu was standing in the kitchen drinking tea.
As soon as she recognised me, she raised her glass in place of saying, 'Onii-chan, you want some too?' But I shook my head and approached Miyu.
"Thanks for earlier."
"No, no. It's my responsibility as Onii-chan's little sister."
Miyu stares at the living room from the counter-shaped kitchen and criticises my sexual desire in a roundabout way.
This amount of poisonous air is also part of Miyu's cuteness.
"I'm happy because Miyu always drinks everything, you know."
I subtly move behind Miyu and gently press my body against hers.
"I feel like it's gotten even worse than before. I don't think it's going to get any thicker than it is now, right?"
Miyu said gruffly as she placed her hand on the hand I had on her waist.
Miyu didn't refuse my skinship.
I hugged her lightly from the back, but Miyu still didn't show any gestures of dislike.
"In a little while, the amount and density may increase."
"Uguh...I really don't want it to go any further..."
Miyu runs her fingers around the back of my hand as if to blame me.
"Is it because you get excited when it comes out?"
I've done naughty things with Miyu before, and I had some doubts about it.
Every time Miyu does something sexual with me, Miyu's private parts are dripping wet.
I often asked for sexual things myself, and Miyu never asked for anything beyond that, so I thought she just had a tendency to get wet easily.
There's nothing difficult about it.
So what if Miyu was just excited about doing sexual things with me?
Her body wanted me, but since the other person was her older brother, she was just refusing for appearances' sake.
If that's the case, then I can understand why she's been keeping a delicate distance from me, sometimes inviting me, sometimes rejecting me.
"...Idiot."
Miyu only moves her mouth and doesn't try to shake me off.
Instead, she grabbed me by the wrist to keep me still.
Even if I ignored those words, there were many signs that I could have noticed as if it were obvious.
I always thought that Miyu's actions were aimed at something, so I was always wondering what her plans were.
However, if there is a part of her that sometimes cannot control her instincts and acts as it wishes, then at least I can be sure of this.
Miyu wants to do lewd things with me.
"Miyu, you look more mature than before."
I hugged Miyu once, then extended my hand towards her lap.
Miyu said that only her breasts were growing, but that's definitely not the case.
Her lips, her thighs, her voice, and of course, her height.
Recently, she has started to approach becoming an adult woman.
"Nh... Onii-chan... what are you doing..."
When I started playing with her body, Miyu, as expected, froze.
But that's all.
Miyu should have known that if she clearly said 'stop,' I would stop, but she was hiding her true feelings using shame as a cover.
"It's bad if I'm the only one having things done to."
I put my fingers into Miyu's culotte panties and stroke the area between her slit and her thighs.
"Hey... that's... you can't..."
Miyu resists by rubbing her inner thighs.
Her thighs were a part of her body that I was even warned to be slapped if I touched them without permission.
Despite this, Miyu only breathed heatedly and didn't even seem angry.
"It's about time I can't stand just looking at you either."
This exchange could be dismissed as my recklessness.
If Miyu can sort her mind out, I want to be scolded over and over again.
"Hahn...!"
I puts my hand under her pyjamas and play with the inside of Miyu's panties.
Miyu's pussy was so soaking wet that just by pinching my fingers between the folds of her flesh and her crotch, I had the illusion that I had inserted them into her vagina.
"Onii-chan... there's... no..."
Fianlly, Miyu twisted her whole body and made movements as if to shake me off, but when I held her firmly in my arms, she became quiet just as I had imagined it.
I don't have much experience with foreplay, but I can at least understand the sensation of the clitoris.
Miyu should be used to doing sexual things with Haruka, and it shouldn't hurt even if I don't touch her through her panties.
Just to be sure, I stimulated Miyu's clitoris from above her foreskin.
Using very weak force, I stroke her bulging granulation, which is about the size of a pea, in a circular motion.
"Fuwah... uuu... Onii-chan... it's embarrassing..."
Miyu was shaking her hips, wondering if I was missing the stimulus, apparently trying to rub her clitoris with my fingers.
Maybe it's not enough stimulation?
I don't know how much force to use.
I tried putting a little more pressure on my fingers, but Miyu's reaction didn't change.
"Come on... don't... tease me... so much."
Miyu kept her words so small that they almost disappeared as she begged me to stimulate her.
It seems like this won't make her feel good at all.
If she's so used to it, why not try pushing my finger in?
"Nh, nh, aah! Aguh... nnh... haah... aaaauuh...!!"
Miyu's body trembled, and her weak knees collapsed, sitting flat on the floor.
At the same time, I kneel down and check on Miyu while holding her.
"Sorry, did it hurt?"
Her reaction was more intense than I expected, and even I was surprised.
Even though I pushed it in, it's not enough to crush any granulation tissue.
I thought it was okay since it was over the foreskin.
I didn't want to give her just the pain.
If that scared Miyu, she wouldn't be in a naughty mood anymore.
"It doesn't hurt, but... I'm... emba... rrassed..."
My hand is still touching Miyu's private parts, and Miyu doesn't seem to dislike it.
If what happened earlier didn't hurt, then the reaction would be that it felt good.
No way, if I make it stronger, I wonder if it will become more intense.
"Um, um, Onii-chan. It doesn't hurt, but it's still too strong for me. I hope you can forgive me and take it easy. I can cum even if you don't go that far. Please..."
To Miyu's request, I simply replied, 'Okay,' and resumed stimulating her clitoris.
If Miyu went to the trouble of revealing her true feelings about what she wanted me to do to the end and set a condition, then that must have been a sincere request for Miyu.
"Is it okay to touch it directly?"
"Ah... y... yeah... if it's just a light grip... it's fine... hafuh... nh... aah... If it hurts... I'll say it hurts..."
"Then I'll try making it just a little stronger."
"Hafuu... hahii..."
I moved my fingers slightly downwards, put just my fingertips in the foreskin of Miyu's clitoris, and pressed with just enough force to press the keys on my computer.
"Aguh... nnnh...!! Haaaauuhh... uguh... fuah... nnh...!!"
Miyu bounces her body and moans loudly.
Her face, which was breathing violently, lost its power as it was overcome with pleasure.
"Does it feel good?"
"Haah, fuuh... feels guudd... nh... aahh...! Uguh... nh, ahyuh... nnh! Nnnh! Auuaaah...! Uguh... fwueals... guud.... fuuu... nh!!"
Miyu doesn't even try to hide her desire anymore as my fingers touch the pleasant part of her clitoris, making her breathing and panting sounds even rougher.
Eventually, Miyu's body began to tremble, and it seemed like she was nearing her climax.
"Nh! Nnnh...! Ahyaah... guuaah! Hyaah, u, uuunh... auuuuit's embarrassingg... ah-, ah-, ah-, aaaahh...!!"
As Miyu came, I hugged her body tightly to suppress the convulsions throughout her body.
"Ahyuauh... cuamming... cu... ah-... cu... mming...!! Fuhyauh... aah... cuame... cuamming... aguaah... Nh... cu... nhhh!!"
Her violent voice became louder as Miyu's body trembled, and then her moaning stopped.
Only the sound of laboured breathing remained, with Miyu no longer having the strength to sit up, resting her weight against the kitchen door, supported by my arms.
With her still trembling fingers, she grabs the indentation of the drawer and desperately tries to suppress her body that keeps cumming in the aftermath.
"Hyah... haah... fuuh... Nh-... nh, ah... no... it's already... nnh...! "
Even after I pulled my hand out of her panties, Miyu's body convulsions didn't subside for a while.
I wonder if it's better not to see Miyu cumming like this.
However, this was the first time I made Miyu cum, and I want to keep this as a memory even if I get scolded.
"Uu-..."
At the same time as Miyu calmed down, the tension inside me also disappeared.
Then I noticed that my fingers were dirty with Miyu's love juice.
Since Miyu was drinking my semen, I thought maybe I should lick it off too, when Miyu quickly took out a new kitchen towel from the drawer and handed it to me.
"Wipe it down."
"Ah, ahh, should I wipe it?"
"Girls, unlike guys, don't like having it licked."
"So that's how it was."
A man feels empty when his semen is wiped with a tissue, but is it the other way around for a girl?
I'll make sure to wipe it properly from now on.
"I can't believe you..."
Miyu tries to stand up, but her legs don't have any strength as she leans against me.
Miyu had a frustrated look on her face, but she managed to get up with my help and seemed like she really wanted to go to the sofa, so I supported Miyu and moved her there.
Then, Miyu pushed me down, making me lay down so that my back was against the armrest of the sofa.
Then, Miyu throws her body onto me and overlapped me on my stomach.
"Miyu, are you okay?"
Miyu buried her face in my abdomen, and became quiet as if she had taken her last breath.
Just then, Miyu suddenly groaned and started flapping her legs.
"H-hey, what's wrong?"
That strange act continued for several minutes, ignoring me.
And then Miyu suddenly stopped moving again, as if she were dead, probably because she was tired.
"Um, Miyu-san...?"
When I cried out for the third time, Miyu finally raised her face.
What was there was Miyu's face, dyed redder than ever before, as if she was about to burst into tears.
"Uuuuit's embarrassingaahhhhhh!!"
Miyu flapped her legs again and headbutted me in the stomach over and over again.
It was the same with Yamamoto-san, but aggressive girls are really weak when it comes to being attacked.
"Muuu... Onii-chan's an idiot...! Why did you do thattt!"
Miyu casually turned her shame into violence and threw it at me.
However, the force was nothing compared to being hit seriously, and it seemed like it would strengthen my abdominal muscles in a nice way.
"Grrr. I can't even headbutt you properly because of my boobs."
Apparently, the reason I thought her strength was weak was because her breasts were acting as cushioning material, and it seems that Miyu wanted me to experience more pain.
After that, Miyu tried headbutting me a few times, and then she lost the strength to flap her legs, the violent device becoming completely silent.
I didn't know how to handle her, so I stood still to make sure Miyu didn't fall, but while she was still face down, she took my hand and placed it on her head.
Apparently she was ordering me to 'pet her,' so I decided to go along with her selfish behavior.
A few minutes later, I could hear the sound of soft breathing.
No matter how you I at it, it must be a difficult position to sleep in, but it seems like it's true that she said that sleeping with me would help her calm down.
I wanted to fall asleep too, but I was afraid of dropping Miyu, and apart from excitement, I didn't feel like I could sleep. So, even after Miyu fell asleep, I continued to pat her head, as all I could do was listen to the clock ticking.
About an hour later.
"Nh... nnh..."
As expected, it was difficult to breathe, and Miyu woke up.
"Good morning."
It was already late at night, but I couldn't think of any other way to say hello.
"Nh... good mornin-..."
Even though her eyes were open, Miyu had a hard time getting up.
I don't know if she's always like this or if it's only when she's sleeping with me, but this sleepy princess just won't wake up.
This position is getting hard for me too, and I can't stand being laid down again, so I grab Miyu's shoulders and try to pull her up, but Miyu puts her hands between my back and the sofa to resist and hugs me.
No more pushing, pulling, or scratching.
"Miyu, it's about time I went to the toilet."
When I said that, Miyu's head finally started to turn, as she sat up and released me.
She looked so tired, as if she had been crying all night.
"Haah."
When Miyu sat down on the sofa facing forward, she let out a sigh.
I sit down next to her, Miyu putting her head on my shoulder.
"Are you okay? I'll bring you some water if you want."
"You can do that later. Just let me do this for a little longer."
Miyu grabbed my arm and rested her weight on me.
Although I was scolded, it seems like the distance between us has gotten closer.
Or rather, for some reason, Miyu opens up to me more after she gets angry.
I want to take a peek inside her head to see what kind of thought process she has.
"I think it's time to tell Onii-chan."
At such a moment, something shocking came out of the mouth next to me.
"Tell me, what?"
"Like I'm saying, the thing that Onii-chan has always wondered about."
What was the question I asked Miyu again?
Asking her about why she drinks my semen.
So I haven't received a clear answer yet.
I've mostly learned about her relationship with Haruka.
Also, the reason why she suddenly started allowing physical contact after being punished in the toilet was still a mystery.
"There are too many things..."
"I guess. Well, including all that."
Miyu leaned closer to me, holding my hand and looking at me.
"I have something important to tell you. Could you please listen to it?"
It was everything about the days I had spent with Miyu.
About the day I did something sexual with Miyu for the first time, and what happened to Miyu even before that.
I desired for Miyu, and Miyu began to accept that.
It was a very important story that was deeply rooted in these two people.
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