Chapter 27: Kouta checks in

When I woke up, I was alone in my room.

 

Nakada-san was not there.

 

Onee-chan was not there.

 

I was alone with my thoughts on the previous night, and what had happened.

 

Nakada-san had given each of us her affection.

 

Nakada-san had proven her love.

 

Onee-chan had proven her love.

 

I for some stubborn reason refused.

 

Was Nakada-san mad that I refused her touch?

 

Was Onee-chan mad that I refused to expose myself as she did?

 

Was it that I was really scared like I believe I was, or was it that I was afraid of something else.

 

Nakada-san is an immensely beautiful figure.  Laying there last night, undressed, I could see her flawless caramel skin, and intoxicating scent which smelled faintly of something sweet like honey and cucumbers.  She appears a bit lean, but no part of her is weak.  She is aggressive, and has the power to perhaps push me off of her, if I lose control.

 

And that was I think… why I panicked.

 

With the odd stimulation of a partner other than Nakada-san and Myself, I find my heart doesn’t have that cold feeling right now.

 

What I want is to try and understand why she is so able to include loving Onee-san for my sake?  It’s weird, right?

 

I saw Onee-chan make a face.  A face that might have existed years ago, incomplete in my room, at that time, when she stole the lips of a girl I brought home.

 

Onee-chan, last night was given something she was denied the whole of the time I’ve known her.  The touch of a woman who wouldn’t run.

 

So much so, that she was willing to bypass a cultural norm.  I wonder how comfortable Onee-chan was with exposing that part of herself?

 

Did I betray her by not doing so myself?

 

And what exactly is Nakada-san’s aim in how she is maneuvering enough?

 

I was asleep.  I wake up fully clothed as I was last night, grab my phone from the computer desk, and head downstairs.

 

I see no sign of Nakada-san.

 

Nor do I see dad.

 

There are only two pairs of shoes…

 

Mine, and Onee-chan.

 

Onee-chan is still home!

 

knock knock 

 

The door wasn’t closed, so it slides open when I lightly tap. I can see her sitting on her bed and holding onto a pillow. From the looks of the ashtray next to her and the heavy tobacco scent prevalent in the room. She’s been trying pharmaceutically to combat her nervousness, and appears to still be failing miserably.

 

“Onee… can I come in?”  I ask her cautiously.  I can only imagine her emotional state.

 

“Please do…”  She says it in a quiet voice.

 

I climb on the bed she’s sitting up on, and move behind her.  I wrap my arms around her, and just offer a supportive hug.

 

Like the communication I am learning exists as Nakada-san and I look into each other’s eyes.  I can already do so with Onee-chan.

 

So when I squeeze her a bit harder.

 

She begins to sob.

 

It’s light at first, but I can feel it wrack her whole body.  I understand that feeling too well.  It’s the worry about what’s real and what’s not.  It’s the seed of insecurity.

 

You would think after being loved by a person, you would be endlessly confident, right?

 

When you are like us, Me and Kanae, we simply cannot believe a creature like Nakada-san could actually find anything interesting about us.

 

We have a fear that deep down, she is perhaps the perpetrator of some cruel plan to destroy us at some level.

 

I don’t believe that Nakada-san would do such a thing with malicious intent, but that in fact, Onee-chan and I are simply idiots who are closed off from understanding others.

 

It took Onee-chan a while to work through her internal struggle of the events of last night.  Eventually the wracking through her body that told me soundlessly of her pain, had run it’s course.

 

“Kouta… She said she had something important planned for later on, so she was going ahead to visit her friend Miyajima-san.”

 

“Un. That’s fine Onee-chan.”

 

I go to loosen my grip, having been hugging her tight.

 

“Can you please keep holding me for a bit longer?”

 

I resume the hold, and I lean my face into Onee-chan’s tall back.

 

“Kouta… saw me last night…”

 

“I did.”

 

“Onee-chan showed Kouta something unsightly”

 

“She did, but it’s okay.”

 

“How can it be okay?”

 

“Because Nakada-san showed you her love.”

 

“Even so…”

 

“...I am jealous, you know.”

 

“Fueh?”

 

“Nn.  I am jealous that the one Nakada-san played with last night was Onee-san.”

 

“Jealous of me?”

 

“Un.  Even though I don’t have any reason to.  That I could have stopped it at any time.  That Onee-chan came into the room where I wanted to monopolize Shi-chan all to myself that night… and was immediately accepted by her.”

 

“Kouta.. I.. I’m…”  Onee-chan is trying to apolgise for something unnecessary.

 

“You are lovely.” I repeat Nakada-san’s description of her breasts.

 

“Onee.. can we confirm something…?”

 

“Kouta?”

 

“Will you let me touch your chest?”

 

“Wha!?”

 

“I want to make sure I’m not a deviant.  With that wild girl… last night.  I was watching her devour you… and my son… got excited.” I say with great embarrassment.  “I’m not looking to do anything more strange than it sounds, but, I want to make sure it was because I was watching Nakada-san that it became... like that.”

 

It sounds terrible when I say it, but how can you ask your sister permission to grope her?

 

“...”

 

Onee-chan doesn’t say anything, so I move my hands from around her waist, and place each of them on a breast.

 

I just rub a little, and gently press in my fingers.

 

No reaction.

 

I had been holding in my breath without realizing it, so I suddenly exhale loudly.

 

“Kouta?”

 

“Nee-chan is soft.  Are mom’s soft like yours?”  I ask a question I don’t think either of us have an answer to.

 

“I wonder…” is all hear returned.

 

My fondling was kept short, and just to verify.

 

But even so, my hands can feel the difference between Onee’s which are soft like an easily bruised fruit, and Nakada-san, which is like a springy rubber ball-like texture.

 

Yes.  This virgin otaku has now had the experience of touching two pairs of breasts.

 

One is his perverted girlfriend.

One is his perverted older sister.

 

“No reaction.  I am not a deviant after all.”

 

The otaku, it seems, is also a pervert.

 

…

 

I let go of Onee-chan and climb off the bed.

 

“I should check in at least with my crew, even if I take a day off due to nerves.  Someone still has to manage the accounts.” she says to me.

 

“Mm.  I have to visit the realtor right now, since I have something to do at noon.”

 

“Oh, going on a date with Shi-chan?”

 

“...”

 

“...”

 

“...”

 

“Don’t say nothin’!  You really do?”

 

I didn’t want to tell her.

 

“Yeah.  You know the small amusement park by the old dog park on the other side of the xxx line?”

 

“Oh the one with the ferris wheel?”

 

“Yeah, that one.”

 

“You are taking her there on a date?”

 

I nod.

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“When?”

 

“About noon.”

 

“So that’s why she disappeared!”

 

“Eh? Disappeared?”

 

“Un. When I woke up, it was just you and I on the futon...I was still… and holding your hand.”

 

Onee-chan blushes.

 

“Say, Onee… did anything else happen last night?”

 

“I wanted to ask you that as well…  after I.. well… um.. did that.  I laid down and all three of us held hands, right?  After that, I don’t remember. I think I fell asleep.”

 

I nod.

 

“The same here.” I concur.

 

We look at each other.

 

“I think she’s the right one for us.”

 

Us?

 

“Ano… Nee-chan.”

 

“I… Kouta… with her I want to…”

 

I understand.

 

Nee-chan found love too.

 

“She’s the right one… for us.”

 

I close my eyes.

 

Us.

 

That means more… with Shi-chan and Onee…

 

“Whatever belongs to Kouta…” she meekly says.

 

The rest remain unsaid.  Because now its no longer that unbending rule,

 

I place a hand on Onee-chan’s head.

 

“Twelve at the gate.  If you decide to come.”

 

I turn around and leave her room.

 

I go fetch a cola and the plans.  I bring my stamp and the one Onee-chan made last night and head out to the Realtor obasan.

 

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Reaching the store, I see it’s the thankfully the same woman from before.

 

We sit at her desk, and I show the plan we all agree on.

 

After some calculations, the rent is doable, even more so with Onee-chan paying as well.

 

It’s surreal.

 

I met this girl only a few days ago.

 

She’s slept with my father.

She’s basically slept with my sister.

 

She’s assured me she is ready for me whenever I am.

 

She cut ties with her mama to a guy she may have an entirely different understanding of.

 

Am I really the same person as the one she has made me out to be in her mind, having only presumably, met me once?

 

Yet we are becoming adults.

 

A place where it should have been just me and her, living immorally, we have added one more.

 

At no point did I expect to find my life here.

 

Yet here I am.

 

The details done, the place will be cleaned and ready to move into on the day after my birthday.

 

Mom should be back around that time.

 

It’s the day after my birthday.

 

If it goes accordingly, I will have had my first time with Shiori by that point.

 

Maybe afterwards, after she validates me… maybe I can shed some of these insecurities.

 

I leave the shop with a lease and a receipt.  A copy for Onee-chan as well.

 

We are assuming the all the risk.

 

Will it be worth the reward?

 

I hope so.

 

--

 

I went back home to change into something appropriate for my date.

 

Onee-chan is gone.  Did she make a decision?

 

I have received no texts from either Shi-chan or Onee-chan.

 

I go with a black tee with a tan blazer and tan slacks.  I really should buy some better clothes if I’m going to do this with any regularity and not look like an eyesore.

 

I grab my Tigers* hat, and perform a status check:

 

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Name:  Kawamura Kouta

 

Class: Otaku (2nd year)

 

Age: 17

 

HP: 10/10    MP:  5/4

 

STR: 10    AGI: 9

 

END: 10 (+1)    WIS: 12

 

INT: 15        LUK: ??

 

[SKILLS]

 

Computer Programming: 6

 

Household Chores: 7

 

Studying: 8

 

Nanpa: 2 (+1)

 

Independence: 2 (+1)

 

Taboo: 1 (new)

 

[DEBUFFS]

 

LOVE

 

[BOOSTS]   

 

FULFILLED    EXCITED

 

[INVENTORY]

 

HOUSEKEY

 

WALLET

 

BASEBALL HAT

 

SMARTPHONE (1) New Message

 

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Oh, my phone buzzed just now.

 

It’s from Onee.

 

[Onee-chan  (1)

 

Kouta.  I will come.  If I am intruding too much, you can send me home, okay?]

 

I reply with an emoji.

 

Which one?

 

Guess.

 

Now all that’s left to do, is head to the park.  I’ll be early, but if I don’t go now, I’ll only stay anxious.

 

The theme park with Shi-chan.

 

I arrived early and bought the tickets.   I find a shady spot and wait.

 

I wonder how it will go?

 

(Secret 26:  Kouta isn't afraid of a haunted house, but is scared of any ride that flips him upside down.  Nakada-san is excellent at shooting alleys, and Kanae loves cotton candy, and candied apples!)

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