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“Huh? Oh, I’m talking to the camera that’s invisible to idiots.”

“More like a camera that only delusional nerds can see!”

“I guess that means you can see it, too, huh?”

“Yeah, I can see it. I can see it clearly. Cheese.”

Masachika made a peace sign while facing the same direction as Yuki. Perhaps they’d both been dropped on their heads as babies.

“Wow! Look at this picture! It’s surreal!” exclaimed Yuki with a straight face.

“Yeah, thanks to you!” Masachika immediately added.

Yuki then dropped the act and cheerfully smiled.

“Anyway, this is the least I can do to make it up to you.”

“Showing me your naked body isn’t making it up to me at all.”

“Excuse me? I saw ya checkin’ me out with your eyes.”

“Yuki, I’m going to be straight with you just this once.”

“Oh? What is it, bro? Lookin’ a little smug today, aren’t we?”

“Showingeverything…is kind of a turnoff. It’s the brief glimpses from time to time that we men live for.”

“I see… I didn’t even consider that.”

They smugly conversed for some reason until they sensed an understanding mysteriously pass between them. After grinning with evident satisfaction, Masachika slowly turned around and tried to leave again when…

“Stop right there. Did ya really think you could just waltz outta here like that as if I didn’t notice? Ya looked, didn’t ya? Your eyes wandered from my head all the way to my feet, didn’t they?”

“I only looked at your chest.”

“So you admit it, you boob-loving pervert!”

“Shut up, you voyeuristic creep.”

“Hey?! I’d prefer it if you’d just call me a dirty slut!”

“That’swhere you draw the line?! Anyway, just put on some clothes already!” Masachika shouted, slamming the door before heading to the living room. After cleaning himself up a bit, he swiftly returned to his room.

“Whew…”

As he sighed deeply, he tossed his school bag onto the floor and started to feel ridiculous for worrying so much. He then took off his blazer and collared shirt, leaving him in only a tank top and pants. But when he reached for his belt buckle_____

“Gotcha!”

“What the…?!”

_____the door flew open with a roar, revealing Yuki, still with wet hair, in only her panties and a T-shirt. She had once again kicked open the door. The unexpected event caused Masachika to instantly lose his balance, and with his pants wrapped around his ankles, he collapsed onto the bed. Yuki slowly traced him with her eyes, and a sleazy smile curled her lips.

“Heh-heh-heh… Nice body, bro.”

“You almost gave me a heart attack! What is wrong with you?!”

“I figured I’d use this opportunity to watch you change, too. Might as well get it out of the way. Know what I mean?”

“What’s so fun about seeing your own brother in his underwear?”

“Your underwear? I’m more interested in…,” Yuki started as she lowered her gaze toward Masachika’s nether regions, and her face was suddenly overcome with disgust.

“Oh my gosh… Seriously? You just saw your little sister naked, and you felt nothing? What is wrong with you?”

“The reason my body didn’t react isbecausethere is nothing wrong with me. Who would even want a brother who gets turned on when he sees his sister naked?”

“Seeing you naked could turn me on!”

“Yeah, I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.”

“Seeing you naked could turn me on!Boi-oi-oing.”

“Don’t repeat yourself! And what kind of sound effect was that?!”

“Just thinking about what that big, manly student council president would do with your body…”

“That’s what would turn you on?! Since when did you get into Boys Love manga?!”

Masachika hurriedly pulled his pants back up, and Yuki stared into the distance with a partially sorrowful gaze.

“I was completely against the concept at first, but I thought it wasn’t right to knock something before I tried it…and when I finally tried it, I kind of liked it.”

“Great. And now you’re obsessed. I don’t remember you having any BL books in your room, though?”

Yuki had her own room here at the Kuze residence as well. It was essentially nothing more than a hobby room filled with anime merchandise and a bed, though. Masachika often borrowed light novels and comics from there, which was why he knew exactly what she had, and to his knowledge, she didn’t have a single book from that genre. Yuki nodded at his dubious gaze as if she completely understood his doubt.

“That’s because I keep them in Dad’s study.”

“What the…?! Seriously?!”

“I’ve already gotten Dad’s permission, just to let you know. He said I could use the free space on his bookshelves in the study if I ran out of room.”

“I’m sure he never expected you to keep smut like that on his bookshelves, though!”

“He said, ‘Well, everyone has different tastes…,’ and left it at that.”

“That’s it?! Your daughter is being corrupted, old man!”

“Yeah, when I saw his exhausted smile and receding hairline, I thought,Maybe I’ve been stressing him out?And I felt a little guilty.”

“Wow, daughter of the year here. Just don’t tell him he’s balding, okay? He’s genuinely concerned about losing his hair,” pleaded Masachika.

Yuki cackled on her way out of the room, only to return with a hair dryer and brush.

“By the way, my dear brother…,” Yuki loudly began as she carefully dried her long hair, talking over the noise.

“Yeah?”

“…did you finally decide to join the student council after talking to the president and Masha?”

“About that…”

“Hmm?”

At Masachika’s uncomfortable hedging, Yuki turned off the hair dryer and lifted her head to look at him. Masachika gazed right back into his sister’s eyes and firmly continued:

“…I’ve decided to help Alya become the next president of the student council.”

“…”

Yuki’s eyes opened wide. She froze. She was, of course, taken aback. Helping Alisa become the next president meant that he was going to be Yuki’s rival, since she was going to run for president as well. What he was doing could objectively be seen as betrayal.

“My…”

“Your…?”

Masachika was prepared to hear her express her disgust when Yuki all of a sudden dived onto his bed, shoved her face into his pillow, and screamed:

“My brother cuckolded me with Alyaaaaaa!”

“I’m not sure that means what you think it does.”

Yuki looked up in surprise, then grabbed her breasts with each hand.

“Dammit! You boob-loving monster! My C-cup breasts weren’t enough for ya, huh?! I can’t believe how easily you were brainwashed by Alya’s most likely E-cup tits!”

“Stop being so descriptive about everyone’s cup size!”

“Come to your senses, brother! Having C-cup breasts that you can play with are way better than E-cup ones that you can’t even touch!”

“Pretty sure I can’t touch anyone’s!”

“What?! You want me to throw in Ayano’s D-cup titties to sweeten the deal?! You want a harem?! I had no idea you were a closet pervert!”

“I’m seriously gonna squeeze yours if you don’t stop this!”

“Bring it oooooon! But please be gentle!”

“Seriously?!”

Yuki kneeled on Masachika’s bed, then suddenly wrapped her arms around herself and began to squirm.

“So? Are you going to be my first groper?”

“I’d prefer not to be a groper. More importantly, what’s up with the weird jokes today? You sound like a teenage boy.”

“I’m kidding. Besides, this wouldn’t be my first time anyway. Because you already touched my boobs in elementary school.♪”

“I definitelydo notremember ever doing that!”

Yuki’s annoyingly smug smirk suddenly transformed into a bewildered gaze, causing Masachika to inwardly panic, worried that he actually had done that.

“Masachika… Did you forget? It was when I was in second grade…”

“Uh…?”

“We were playing hide-and-seek when you suddenly ran right into me. You dove into my crotch face-first and clutched on to my right boob!”

“That doesn’t even sound possible! Stop making up stories that make me sound like the protagonist of some pervy harem anime! Besides, your asthma in second grade was so bad that you hardly went outside!”

“And look at the healthy young girl I grew up to be! I haven’t caught a cold since middle school!”

Yuki, still kneeling, proudly puffed out her chest, but Masachika just rolled his eyes exhaustedly.

“If only you could have grown up to be a little better behaved.”

“I am well-behaved! At home, at school, almost everywhere!”

“…Sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize! You need to treat me like a princess!” she shouted. She huffed while holding out her brush and hair dryer to Masachika. He approached her with a half smile, then took the hair dryer and brush out of her hands as if he knew exactly what she wanted.

“Heh. Thanks!”

Yuki happily positioned herself on the bed with her back to Masachika.

“Don’t expect me to be good at this, okay?” Masachika cautioned before he turned on the hair dryer and gently brushed her long, black hair. They didn’t say anything for a while after that until he finally pressed the cooling button on the hair dryer.

“So you’re going to run with Alya for student council…” Yuki brought it back up.

“Yeah… Sorry about that.”

“Hmm? It’s nothing to apologize for, though? If anything, it’s exciting. I love a classic sibling-rivalry story.”

“Ha-ha-ha…” Masachika laughed bitterly, since his sister was still thinking like a true anime nerd, even in this situation. “Just in case it isn’t obvious, I’m not doing this because I dislike you or anything.”

“I know. Because you love me sooo much, right?”

“…Yeah, I guess.”

“Hee-hee. You’re blushing.”

“Shut up.”

Yuki wiggled her body as if she was being tickled, then giggled. Then once she got the laughter out of her system, she shook her head and stood swiftly.

“Okay. That’s enough.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

After he handed her the hair dryer and brush, Yuki started to head toward the door.

“Well, it looks like we’re rivals now… Oh yeah.”

“Hmm?”

“I’m very lenient, so I can forgive a little cheating. So you’re free to come back to me whenever you get bored with Alya.”

“I’m not cheating on anyone, and I’m not going to ‘get bored with Alya.’”

“Yeah, yeah. You’ll come crawling back to me eventually.”

“Kendini ne kadar da beğeniyorsun.”

“Ha ha ha! Elveda, sevgili kardeşim!” Yuki kıkırdayarak el salladı ve odadan çıktı. Kapıyı kapatır kapatmaz, kardeşinin duyamayacağı kadar kısık bir sesle fısıldadı.

“Sonunda seni motive eden birini buldun…”

Arkasını dönüp kendisiyle Masachika arasındaki kapıya baktı.

“Senin adına mutluyum,” diye fısıldadı usulca. Gözleri şefkat ve merhametle doluydu, sesi ise sınırsız bir sevgiyle titriyordu. Kapanan kapıya birkaç uzun an boyunca nazikçe gözlerini diktikten sonra, Yuki arkasını dönüp kendi odasına yöneldi.

İç çeker… “Yeterince iyi değildim herhalde, değil mi?” diye mırıldandı kendini küçümseyen bir tavırla, odasının kapısını açıp içeri girerken. Kapıyı kapattıktan sonra, birkaç an başı önde kapıya yaslandı, sonra aniden çenesini kaldırdı.

“Ama…”

Gözlerinde artık ne şefkatten ne de kendini küçümsemeden eser kalmıştı. İfadesi ürkütücü derecede ciddiydi.

“…Kaybetmeyeceğim.”

Kararlı ifadesi nefes kesiciydi… Tıpkı Masachika’nın da nihayet ciddileşmeye karar verdiğinde takındığı ifade gibiydi.

***

“Mmm…”

Masachika ertesi sabah çalan alarmının sesiyle uyandı. Yatağında debelene debelene alarmı kapatmayı başardı.

“Mmm…”

Uyuşukça doğrulduktan sonra, parlak sabah güneşini içeri buyur etmek için perdeleri açtı. Gözlerini kıstı… sonra da kız kardeşinin o gün onu uyandırmak için taciz etmediğini fark etti.

“…”

Önceki akşam yaşananları hatırlayınca, Yuki’nin biraz tuhaf davrandığını düşünmeye başladı. En son favori animesi önceki akşam yayınlanmıştı ve genellikle birlikte izledikten sonra bölüm hakkında heyecanla konuşurlardı. Ancak Yuki dün gece pek konuşmamış, neredeyse hemen yatağa gitmişti.

İç çeker…

Belki de kardeşinin “ihaneti” yüzünden şoktaydı. Umursamıyormuş gibi konuşmuştu ama belki de içinde derin bir acı çekiyordu. Masachika saçlarını karıştırdı, bu ihtimali düşündükçe yüzü karardı. Şimdi bile Yuki’nin geldiğine dair bir işaret yoktu. Hatta odasının dışından hiçbir ses gelmiyordu. Kardeşine bakmaktan rahatsız olduğu için mi erken gitmişti? Ya da… pek olası olmasa da, dün gece uyumakta zorlanıp uyuya mı kalmıştı?

İç çeker…

Kız kardeşinin tüm gece ağlamaktan şişmiş gözlerini hayal etti ve her ne kadar bunun onun doğasına aykırı olduğunu düşünse de, kalbinde keskin bir acı hissetti. Masachika hemen yataktan fırladı. Her şeyi yoluna koymalıydı.

Ve sonra…

“Ayyy?!”

…bir şey aniden ayak bileğini yakaladı, onu adeta takla atıyormuşçasına öne doğru düşürdü. Odayı bir uçtan bir uca kat ederek ileri fırladı, elleri duvara çarptı. Sonra yavaşça arkasını döndü, kalbi göğsünde gümbür gümbür atıyordu. Yatağın altından bir kol sarkıyordu… ve o kol, genişçe sırıtmakta olan Yuki’ye aitti.

“Mva-ha-ha-ha! Cidden sahnenin ciddi bir notla biteceğini mi sandın?! Budala! Ben sözümün eriyim!”

“Cık…! Seni küçük…!”

Yuki’nin böbürlenen kahkahası, Masachika’ya diğer gün söylediklerini hatırlattı: “Bir dahaki sefere yatağın altına saklanacağım ki yataktan kalktığın an ayak bileklerini yakalayabileyim.” İşte o zaman dün gece gerçekte ne olduğunu anladı. Uyumaya gidiyormuş gibi görünse de, aslında bu tuzağı hazırlıyordu. Yüzü gazap ve utançla kızardı. Sadece birkaç saniye önce onun duygularını incitmiş olabileceği endişesi, durumu daha da kötüleştiriyordu. İçgüdülerine güvenmeliydi! Kız kardeşi, böylesine önemsiz bir şeyin onu depresyona sokacak biri değildi!

“Mva-ha-ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-haaa! Ha…”

Yuki’nin muzaffer kahkahası yavaşladı ve yatağın altından uzanan el aniden gevşedi. Zayıfça elini oynattı ve umutla gülümsedi.

“Beni çıkar.”

“Ha?”

“Sıkıştım. Açıklatmak zorunda bırakma. Utanç verici.”

Görünüşe göre, yatağının altındaki elbise kutuları ve eski ders kitaplarının arasına sığmayı başarmış olsa da, o kadar dardı ki kendini dışarı çekemiyordu. Sağ elini salladı ve içine düştüğü bu tuhaf duruma gülümsemeye devam etti. Ancak Masachika, şeytanca sırıttı… sonra battaniyeyi yataktan çekip yüzüne tıkıştırdı.

“Pfft?! Ne yapıyorsun?!”

“Seni gömüyorum, küçük, yola gelmez vahşi! Bunun bedelini ödeyeceksin!”

“Ayyy! Erkek mikrobu! Bu koku…! Hamile kalacağım!”

“Tüm hayatın boyunca korunaklı bir ortamda mı yaşadın sen?! Hamile kalmayacaksın!”

“Ya kalırsam?! Bunda bir sorun mu var?!”

“Eğer sığınak istiyorsan, yatağımın altındaki yeni sığınağının tadını çıkar! Elveda!”

“Gvah?! Hayııııır!!”

Yuki’nin aracı gelene kadar devam eden bu savaşları sırasında, ne kötü duygulardan ne de bir gariplikten eser vardı.

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