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“Yuzuki, thanks a lot. You helped me prevent my family from falling apart.”
“Wait, don’t start by praising my achievements—that just brings up awkward words.”
Sunlight streamed into the living room.
A table set with a breakfast I’d taken a little extra care to prepare—and sitting before it was a young girl.
Her face was adorably, almost too, beautiful. Her petite frame had curves in all the right places. Her slightly rumpled uniform and sleek, glossy blonde hair completed the picture.
Without a doubt, she possessed the kind of looks that would naturally draw stares wherever she walked in town.
“Seriously… Tsukkun, you’re always such a handful.”
—Minase Yuzuki.
An old childhood friend, a girl I once saved back when I was dreaming of being a hero.
That said, until recently, I kept it quiet because it was embarrassing and not something I felt the need to mention… but just the other day, the old hero mask I used to wear was found, and it all came out in a big way.
“It’s not so much me as it is my sister who’s the troublemaker.”
Since that got out, our daily routine changed just a little.
Yuzuki and I are childhood friends, but we’d only walk to school together if we happened to meet on the way.
She often came over to my place, but it was basically just to eat dinner or hang out after school.
Lately, she’s been coming to my house to walk to school together, so we’ve been having breakfast together more often. Sometimes she shows up before I even wake up and sneaks into my room—it’s surprising.
(…But seriously)
Watching Yuzuki eat her breakfast silently and deliciously, I think.
It’s business as usual… it really is, but that forest school trip. That’s where Yuzuki kissed me.
It was my first time, so it’s been pretty hard to get it out of my head, yet she doesn’t seem to be bothered by it at all since then.
Thanks to that, I’ve been able to treat her normally too, but—
“Huh? Tsukkun, what’s wrong? You’re staring at my face.”
“Nah, nothing.”
“Haaaan… I bet you’re thinking about wanting to kiss this Yuzuki-chan again, aren’t you?”
“Nah, nothing.”
“Wait, Tsukkun. That actually hurts my feelings pretty badly.”
―――The passage of time is terrifying.
At first, she showed a little bit of shyness too, but now she uses that to tease me.
I’ve completely stopped getting flustered by her comments too. Is this the result of gaining experience with women?
“(Ugh… So the teasing older sister route doesn’t work… Figuring out Tsukkun’s preferences is tough…!)”
When I smoothly ignored her older sister move, Yuzuki started muttering resentfully.
“(But I have the exact breast size Tsukkun likes!)”
It’s terribly unsettling how well she seems to understand me.
And the fact she’s not wrong is downright scary.
“…Next up, the little sister route.”
“Hey, why are you trying to add new attributes, young lady?”
“Well, that’s… to get Tsukkun to notice me.”
“!?”
She murmured the blunt truth, her cheeks flushing faintly with embarrassment.
Just moments ago, she’d had that mischievous little devil expression, but in an instant, she’d transformed into a pitifully vulnerable figure.
That combination made it impossible for me to brush it off lightly; my own face grew hot too.
“……………”
“……………”
Because of that, an awkward silence filled the morning living room.
If my sister had been here, she would’ve made a racket no matter what. But today of all days, she left early for school. What a useless sister.
“Th-that’s right, Tsukkun! The cultural festival is coming up soon!”
Unable to bear the awkward atmosphere, Yuzuki forcibly changed the subject, her face still flushed.
“Ahem! Y-yeah, you’re right about that!”
That said, I couldn’t stand it either, so I jumped on the bandwagon.
“But it’s still a long way off. We haven’t even picked our performance yet. That’s a pretty premature topic.”
“Then you pick the topic, Tsukkun. How come you always make the ladies take the lead?”
“I know Yuzuki’s surprisingly tough.”
“That’s not a manly thing to say!”
Yuzuki flashed a teasing smile.
Maybe because I’d cracked a little joke, the awkwardness from earlier vanished quickly. Thank goodness.
“For that unmanly Tsukkun, I demand a penalty game!”
“Stop it, cut it out… I don’t want to cross that sibling line!”
“…Hey, what really happened yesterday?”
No, no—flashbacks of last night are flooding my mind.
“W-well anyway! Tsukkun gets a penalty game! Men should be manly… and girls should be girly!”
“Oh? So that means you, as a girl, Yuzuki-san, will do something girly?”
“Yes!”
Men should be manly, girls should be girly.
I get what she’s saying, but how does that connect to a punishment game?
As I was puzzling over it, Yuzuki slowly stood up and sat down on the chair next to me—
“Tsukkun, feed me♪”
She said it in a sweet, clingy voice, looking up at me with adorable puppy eyes.
“…You still haven’t given up on the little sister thing?”
“Huh? This counts as little sister behavior!?”
I see, she hadn’t abandoned the little sister route after all… Though honestly, her usual behavior already felt like that of a little sister.
So—
“So, what do you want me to feed you?”
“Mmm… You’re not getting excited.”
For now, I fed her some rolled omelet, something a clingy little sister would probably like.
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