I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 42

Sunday Brother-Sister Union

“Great play, Maria!”

“W-well, yes!”

When I yelled that into the phone, Maria’s delighted voice echoed back.

“Yura-san and the others weren’t in any of the waiting lines, so I thought maybe… I’m glad I warned you.”

“Good job! Maria-chan, you’re adorable!!”

“Eh, eh… well, you can rely on me more!”

She’s as easy to handle as a kid’s RC car.

“So, next, you’re meeting up with Sumire-chan, right? Should I guide her via email from your phone?”

“Yeah, please.

How long will it take for Yura and the others to disperse and for Sumire to get to the ‘Under Horror’?”

“About three minutes, I guess? It’s not far from the shopping area, and the meeting place is in front of the attraction, right?”

“Got it. If anything suspicious happens, send me a blank email as a warning.”

“Understood.”

While running, I hung up the phone.

In front of the attraction modeled after a creepy western-style mansion, Sumire, hiding her face under a hood, was boredly fiddling with her smartphone.

“Ah.”

As soon as she spotted me, the sullen look she had until a moment ago disappeared. Sumire, who had run at full speed, came over with a smile and hugged me.

“Onii-chan! You came as promised! Was everything okay? You weren’t drugged by Minatsuki-senpai, were you?”

If that had happened, I wouldn’t be here.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Hugging me tightly, my little sister took a deep breath and then smiled, saying, “It smells good.”

“Onii-chan’s smell is so reassuring.”

Although I had wiped off the perfume I had sprayed on my wrist with a wet tissue, I was doubtful if it would fool Sumire’s sense of smell… but somehow, it seemed to be okay.

“But, there’s a slightly strange smell too.”

“Good girl, good girl! You waited like a good girl, my little sister is so great!”

To distract her, I stroked behind her ears and under her chin. Sumire, with a grin on her face, relaxed her entire body.

“But, Onii-chan, you’re a siscon… Ah, that’s right!”

Sumire, who was wearing a mini skirt and had her legs covered with knee socks, removed her hood in front of me, revealing the cat ears she had apparently bought at the shopping area.

“How’s this? Cute? Onii-chan, am I cute? Hey, Onii-chan, am I cute? I’m cute, right? Nyaa, nyaa~”

She’s blatantly cute, but it’s critically hit all the men around us who have stopped in their tracks and are blatantly staring at us.

“I’m Onii-chan’s cat, right? Pamper me! Pamper me, nya nya!! Pet my head! Kiss me as a greeting! Kiss me, kiss!! Nyaa~nya!!”

How about I neuter you as a greeting? (tln : lmao)

“Enough, let’s go.”

“Okay.”

She naturally clung to my arm and naturally pressed her chest against me.

“Get excited, get excited, get excited, get excited…!”

“Sumire-san, stop with the words that are not allowed between siblings.”

“Even though you say that, Onii-chan, you’re really smitten with me–”

The vibration resonated in my foot, and the moment I saw Yura, who was loitering near the Under Horror, I spun 180 degrees while holding Sumire in a hug.

“Danger… Yura is still there… Sumire, we have to separate for a moment… Hey, wait.”

Sumire, who had naturally slipped inside my shirt, started kissing around my stomach.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“I… had an accident.”

The accident is in your head.

“Stop messing around and get out–”

“Akira-sama?”

At Yura’s call, I turned my head only.

“H-hey, Yura!”

“Akira-sama! You were already here!”

There is some distance, and maybe because Sumire is petite, my sister’s figure seems to be hidden in the crowd and my body, and it seems that Yura can’t see this odd position.

“You came to pick me up–”

“Don’t come any closer.”

I threw a clear “No” at Yura, who was trying to approach.

“W-why…?”

Because I’m in the middle of merging with my sister!!

“I… I’m kinda sweaty right now… I… I don’t want you to hate me… Oh, oh…!”

A strong stimulus ran through the area around my chest, and I involuntarily raised my voice.

“Akira-sama… Are you… okay?”

“I’m… I’m fine– Oh, oh!”

Why am I, in broad daylight, moaning from having my nipples sucked by my little sister?

“You’ve been making strange noises… Are you not feeling well?”

“Yeah… I… I’ve been feeling a bit… (due to my sister’s head)… You… You little… I’ll never forgive– Oh, oh!”

My forehead broke out in a strange sweat from the gentle bite on the tip.

“Yura, I… didn’t come here to meet you… It was just a ‘coincidence’ that we met here… I don’t want you to get the wrong idea…”

I moved my gaze around suggestively, and Yura raised her face in a flash of realization, looked around, and then smiled.

“…I understand. I’m disappointed, but I don’t intend to cause any trouble.”

Yura carefully looked around as she left, and I pulled my sister, who was still sucking on my chest, out.

“I’m… I’m sorry… I… I couldn’t resist…”

My little sister, her face flushed, her mouth sticky with saliva, timidly apologized.

“I’m… I’m sorry– No, I don’t want to go to the haunted house!!”

I dragged my little sister, who was smiling, towards the western-style haunted house in front of us.

“I thought we were just meeting here!! You said so!! I’m sorry!! Onii-chan, I’m sorry!!”

Let’s start the nippl* revenge, with a full smile, I entered the Under Horror.