Miyu seemed to be bothered at first, but then looked to be quite enthusiastic about it, quickly preparing the tea utensils and beginning to worry about which tea leaves to use.
While Miyu was preparing tea-related items, I decided to make some simple sweets.
Although I have little experience in making sweets, I was once asked to help Miyu make sweets by mother's orders, and there are certain sweets that I secretly made on my own afterwards.
Pumpkin tarts.
This is much easier than making a bad sponge cake.
By the time Miyu came down, I had kneaded the dough and started preparing the other ingredients.
After Miyu brought the tea set, I gave up the stove and the two of us set up the tea party together.
Miyu spreads out the mat on the table and enjoys the tea first.
I can see Miyu from the kitchen as she gracefully puts her mouth to the teacup, it being the best view.
Miyu's face shines as she smiles with glossier lips than usual.
I took the tart out of the oven, cut it into bite-sized pieces, and sat down with Miyu.
"You really went that far. It smells good."
"If it's for Miyu's sake, I'll do whatever I can."
"I'm glad that Onii-chan is stupid."
Miyu took a bite of the tart, murmured, 'It's delicious,' and then drank her tea.
I was just looking at Miyu, but I felt like I was lost in a picture book.
"Is this instead of lunch?"
"I guess so. Should I also grill some steak?"
"I'll leave it to you."
It doesn't bother me that I ate only sweets.
This fantastical ambiance would be gone, but steak is also commonly served at sweets buffets, so it shouldn't feel out of place on the table.
To prevent the smell and oil from spreading onto Miyu's precious clothes, I made lunch with great care under the fully open ventilating fan.
After the two of us eat, I'll take care of the finished dishes as well.
I can't dirty Miyu's clothes.
"Fuuh. I'm full. I'm glad Onii-chan can cook."
"It's one of the few things I have. Please rely on me as much as you want."
There is only so much I can do to repay Miyu.
However, Miyu recognised that kind of me and said she would stay with me forever.
It's not like I'll suddenly wake up to some kind of ability if I rush, so I hope I can do my best for Miyu little by little over the course of my long life.
"Is that amount of clothes enough?"
After we finished eating, we went back upstairs.
My eyes and soul were nourished with more than enough energy, but there was a costume of Miyu's that I really wanted her to wear.
"Just one. There's one last piece of clothing I'm interested in."
It was a gothic lolita outfit with the concept of a little devil that I saw when I looked inside the closet.
Compared to her other clothes, there was a lot of exposure, and I'd like to see Miyu in such an aggressive outfit just once.
Of course, more exposure means less fabric.
But don't get me wrong.
I don't want to deny lolita fashion.
I just want to see an erotic Miyu.
"This outfit? It takes a lot of time to put on make-up."
"That's... bad, but... Can't it be done somehow?"
"Hmph. It can't be helped. I'm in a good mood right now, so I'll wear it as a special occasion."
"Alright!!"
It was worth doing my best.
Probably, Miyu is also enthusiastic in her heart.
She's shy, so she's not honest.
After Miyu started changing, she still didn't finish getting ready even after 30 minutes.
I'm still holding my smartphone, waiting for the moment to come.
However, the message was never sent.
What came instead was a knock on the door of my room.
Miyu just says, 'I'm ready, so come to my room,' and goes back to her room.
Why did she come directly to my room this time?
That became clear when I entered Miyu's room and saw how elaborately decorated it was.
"When I got my nails done, I couldn't use my smartphone anymore."
Miyu's fingertips were so long that they could be used as a murder weapon.
With her poisonous red-black nails and plump tear bags artificially emphasised, she looks like she's a little mentally ill.
However, the cuteness of the twin tails tied up on both sides blows away all such negative impressions.
A black gothic lolita with a little devilish taste, which was probably introduced as a concept for the photoshoot, has become established there as a ferocious status of childish eroticism.
"Ahh...! It's definitely the best... Just as I expected... No, it's even cuter than I imagined...!!"
It was my third time seeing Miyu in a loli outfit, and that excitement never faded in the slightest.
In fact, every time I see Miyu's cute side and the technical ingenuity that has been honed to bring out that cuteness, I can't help but feel joy as I feel like I've been able to see the depths of Miyu as a person.
"Miyu, you're really too cute. I think my pulse is at 200. I might die."
"Onii-chan, you're really going to die."
"When I die, I want you to look after me in that outfit."
"Don't die before me, okay?"
Miyu was embarrassed, amazed, and laughing.
She was cute no matter what she looked like.
"I have one more request."
"What is it?"
"I-I... want to take a picture... just one..."
If things go well, I'd like it as my wallpaper.
I want to put this cute little devil into my smartphone and grin every second.
"Hmm... what should I do..."
Miyu tugged at the tip of her curled twin tails and thought about it.
"Well, that's fine."
And somehow I was able to get permission.
This fact is even more gratifying than being able to obtain a photo of Miyu.
This acceptance is definitely an expression of trust.
Otherwise, even if her partner is her lover, there is no way she could give them a photo that shows her utmost secret.
"Okay, then I'll quickly..."
I take out my smartphone and take a picture of the most beautiful subject in the world.
Then, I took a quick photo of Miyu with an indescribably languid expression on her face.
Cute.
It's cute, but I think it would have been better if she had at least a smiley face.
"How is it?"
Miyu peeked into my phone and checked the photo.
"Standing upright doesn’t look good in photos after all."
"Then, can you do a little more composition?"
"It's fine."
I took several photos, making sure that the angle of the camera, Miyu's facial expressions, standing position, and pose made her look as happy as possible, but not too bright.
However, none of them resulted in a satisfactory result, and the two of us were left scratching our heads.
"If this happens, I'll have no choice but to use 'that' again."
Miyu said as she took out the same digital SLR camera she had used before.
"Can I use that? If you don't mind, I'll be happy to use it."
"By all means, take a cute picture of me with it."
"Leave it to me."
I once tried pretending to be a photographer through my otaku friends.
In reality, I was mostly carrying luggage, but the main photographer was one of the rare people who didn't mind having his camera used, so I was able to learn just the basics.
"Miyu, it's good! It's really cute! The cutest in the world!!"
"Onii-chan, you say that too much."
Miyu pointed out my lack of vocabulary skills, but I don't think it came across as harsh, the expression of Miyu in every photo being gentle.
"Miyu, that pose is nice too. Lower your hands a little more and lower your eyes..."
"Yeah... something like this."
"Yeah! That! Great, Miyu!! Super super cute!!"
"Nfufu. Come onn. Stupid."
She allowed me to take photos with chairs and beds, and sometimes I even got her to act aggressive-like.
Her heavy chest is emphasised by the corset that resembles restraints.
A dress skirt reminiscent of thin butterfly wings glides across the bed.
Compared to typical gothic lolita costumes, there's more exposure. Her skin color is visible even on her arms, which should normally be hidden by clothing, and when she poses in a slightly sexy pose, she instantly becomes a sexy subject.
"Onii-chan, it's getting pretty amazing though."
Miyu's pity was directed at my crotch.
I had an erection while filming Miyu.
"C-Can I continue like this...?"
"Go ahead. I knew this would happen anyways."
With that in mind, I continued to shoot while fully erect.
No matter how many I take, I will only receive one as a photo.
But most of all, Miyu seemed to be having fun, so I thought of that as just a bonus.
"Miyu, this time, put one foot on the wall and do this... Yeah! And then...!"
"I feel like your requests are getting more and more naughty, but... well... it's fine... ehehe."
Even though Miyu is grumbly, she listens to my requests.
On the contrary, it seems like she gets more excited every time she makes a naughty pose.
Even though I already had over 100 photos of Miyu wearing the same outfit in my data, I was still engrossed in taking pictures.
"Mi-Miyu, sorry."
And then.
"I'm getting really horny."
Perhaps because I lost concentration on the shoot, my sexual desire, which had been suppressed until then, suddenly gushed out from my lower abdomen.
I've been shooting with my erection for a long time, and my pants are probably already wet.
"I thought that would happen anyways."
Miyu seemed to know that this would happen, and didn't blame me.
On the contrary, she walks up to me on all fours until she's below my knees, and starts nibbling on my erection through my pants.
"Ah... Miyu... when you do that... I want you to do it..."
"I won't do anything naughty."
Guh, she can't do lewd stuff after all this?
No, there must be something.
After all, if she didn't intend to do lewd stuff, she wouldn't act in such a suggestive manner.
"Then... you don't have to be lewd, but..."
I took off my pants and exposed my cock.
"T-this... this time, hold this in your mouth... and pose..."
Miyu is following all my instructions for shooting.
I thought that if I insisted that this was an extension of that, Miyu would do it for me.
"...Pervert."
Miyu glared at me with blatant contempt, but she didn't say she didn't like it.
And, as I instructed, Miyu held my penis into her mouth.
At that moment, I pushed the shutter almost unconsciously.
Miyu's expression becomes even more grim, and she glares at me with a hint of resentment, but she still doesn't let go of her mouth holding my penis.
"Mi-Miyu. Go deeper."
I gave Miyu, who was reflected through the lens, instructions that were no different from a blowjob.
Sometimes I ask her to part her mouth and lick it with her tongue, and each time I take a picture of Miyu's naughty appearance.
"Miyu... aaahh... feels good... ah...!!!"
Due to the concentration required to capture Miyu's erotic face and the speed of my blood pumping from the excitement of her appearance, my breath was as rapid as if I had just run around in the high mountains.
Above all, Miyu giving a blowjob on camera is so erotic that it takes an extraordinary amount of physical strength to hold back ejaculation.
"Nn... fuuh... muchuu... nkuh... kuchu..."
Before I knew it, Miyu's face had swollen as she started sucking my dick without any regard to my instructions.
The feeling of ejaculation, which I had been able to control because I was giving the instructions myself, broke through its limits and sent the signal to ejaculate all the way to my brain.
"A-ah... Miyu... cumming...!"
Byu, byuku, byuu, byururu--!
I ejaculated inside Miyu over and over again while she kept her mouth closed.
And I continued to take pictures of Miyu's facial expression, which stiffened slightly at the force of the ejaculation of semen and its bitter taste, amidst the pleasure.
"Nh... chupu."
Miyu sucked the semen out of my penis and opened her mouth.
As I pointed the camera at her, Miyu opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and showed me the milky liquid that had poured into her mouth.
Click, finally, I took just one photo and the photo session ended.
It became quiet in the room.
I felt like I had done it, but I had no regrets.
"Thanks, Miyu. You were very cute."
When I thanked her, Miyu swallowed her semen and demanded that she give me the camera without saying a word.
Miyu hides it in her arms.
"You can only choose the ones that aren't lewd, okay?"
"Y-Yes."
This time, we treated it as an accident that happened because we were both too excited.
Still, I couldn't help but cry at Miyu's kindness in letting me choose just one photo.
By the way, Miyu stubbornly did not change her opinion, saying, 'This isn't sexual, it's a pose for a photo shoot,' so it seems that 'doing naughty things while in lolita cosplay is forbidden' remains the same.
"Now it's Miyu's turn. What should I do with my clothes? Should I leave them as they are?"
Even Miyu was horny during the shooting.
Even this morning, I haven't done anything for Miyu, and if I don't make Miyu feel good after all she's done for me, there's no way I can stand up as a man.
"Then, can I ask you for a naughty one?"
Miyu interjected, 'I'll change my clothes, though,' and waited for my answer.
"Of course. Say anything."
There's no way I'm saying no.
It should be obvious even if she doesn't ask.
However, asking that question also had a meaning for Miyu.
"...Uh."
Miyu fidgets, lowers her eyes, and speaks out her wish in a small voice.
"Please let me suck it a little more."
The reason Miyu went out of her way to ask the question.
It was a confirmation that 'Is it okay for me to be this naughty?'
"You can do whatever Miyu wants. I'll do my best too."
After experiencing a blowjob once, Miyu seems to have felt a certain charm in it.
For her to get so horny like that is something I could never have hoped for.
So, I had no hesitation.
There was no way I could have hesitated.
Then, I went back to my room and waited for Miyu to finish getting dressed.
How difficult would it be to accept that wish?
At this time, I had no way of knowing that.
(T/N: Kurokan can also be translated to 'black rod,' which is probably some sexual connotation)
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