I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 6

Honor Student (Yandere) VS Little Sister (Yandere)

“What’s the matter, Akira-kun—Kiriyama Sumire-chan?”

Upon hearing a scream, Minatsuki-san removed her blindfold and glared at my sister who had appeared before me, as if appraising her worth.

“Is this not a case of trespassing? How did you manage to get in?”

“Of course, I followed the proper procedures. I asked the security guard at the entrance, ‘I forgot something, may I please go through once more?’ and obtained permission before entering, you know? I’m quite skilled at making friends.”

With an air of unsettling calmness, Sumire replied with her hands clasped behind her head.

“… And the key?”

“Could it be, Minatsuki-senpai, that you become more vulnerable when you have my Onii-chan?”

While jingling something that looked like the keys to Minatsuki-san’s house, our sister boasted about her crime with a smile.

“Dealing with a dimple key is a bother, so I decided to borrow it for a while.”

In response to my sister’s laughter, I, still half-naked, blurted out a question without thinking.

“Eh, what’s a dimple key?”

“It’s a type of key designed to prevent lock-picking! I can open it, but it requires a special tool and there wasn’t enough time, so I decided to borrow it!”

“Why do you have such knowledge?”

“For the security of Onii-chan’s room—It’s all for crime prevention!”

The idea that it was all for the safety of my room—my own space—brought me to tears!

When I patted her head with gratitude, a sharp murderous intent seemed to pierce through the air, and I swiftly slid to the side, caressing nothing but empty space.

“Why did you know where the spare key was?”

“Perhaps Minatsuki-senpai told you?”

Minatsuki-san, who hadn’t smiled even once since earlier, furrowed her brows in confusion.

“Inside Onii-chan’s old sneakers… Minatsuki-senpai, you glanced there for a moment when you invited me in, didn’t you? When people hide something, they can’t help but direct their attention towards that place.It might have been intended as a present from Onii-chan, but hiding it inside his own sneakers is in really poor taste!”

My sister tilted her head with a smile as if engaging in pleasant small talk, and the light vanished from Minatsuki-san’s eyes.

“What a shame. It seems I may not be able to get along well with Sumire-chan.”

For the moment, I’d rather not die half-naked, so may I get dressed?

“First of all, Minatsuki-senpai, do you have any right to speak? After abducting and confining someone else’s Onii-chan.”

Sorry! That was actually my request!

If I said that, the already chaotic scene would become a total mess, so I crossed my arms with a serious expression and watched the situation unfold (non-violent Gandhi style).

“If I can be with the person I love, I’ll do whatever it takes”

Is that really something that should be chosen?

“What are you saying? Is there something wrong with your head? Moreover, there’s no way I can leave Onii-cgan behind!”

Whoa Sumire, I’m moved right now! I’m moved by my sister’s display of normalcy!

“It’s impossible that she’s actually visited the homes of all her classmates, and I had some idea about how to pinpoint Akira’s current location… Ah, I see.”

“…What is it?”

Minazuki-san smiles mischievously, and Sumire glares at her as if to challenge her.

“So you’re pretending to be a good girl in front of Akira-kun?”

“…What are you talking about?”

Eh, seriously, what are you talking about?

“Hey, Akira-kun, do you know?”

As if unfolding the petals of a flower, Minazuki-san reveals a tender, affectionate smile.

“The smartphone Yui wrecked, if it’s just about data recovery, I can easily handle that. Shall I restore that phone for Yui?”

She narrows her eyes, gazing at my sister.

“…Perhaps, we might discover something ‘inappropriate’ that has been installed without permission.”

“Eh, like a virus? But, what does that have to do with—Sumire? What’s wrong, you look pale?”

Sumire’s face turns white, and she mutters to herself while nervously biting her nails, a habit when she’s stressed.

“I don’t want to be hated by Onii-chan, don’t want to be hated, not by Onii-chan, not by Onii-chan alone…”

Though the nail-biting is concerning, I wish she would stop muttering like that. Sumire-chan is supposed to be a good girl, not a yandere.

“Hey, Sumire-chan.”

Minazuki-san places her hands on both of Sumire’s shoulders

Sumire, with her hands in her pockets, suddenly tenses up.

“If you get rid of it now, I’ll forgive you, okay?”

Minazuki-san is smiling, but there’s a hostile gleam in her eyes.

“I’ll keep it a secret from Akira-kun—”

As Sumire tries to pull her hand out of her pocket, Minazuki-san catches her right hand without looking.

“If you remove your hand from your pocket, it will be considered a declaration of hostility, won’t it?”

“Ugh… Uuu…”

While uttering a strained voice, Sumire writhed in agony.

“Now, now, calm down, both of you. Let’s think about a method that benefits us all,”

“How about we split Akira-kun in half?”

“Let’s pretend that remark was never made.”

Incredible!! With just one statement, one can easily meet their demise!!

“Yui.., i willing to do anything for Akira-kun’s sake? Sumire-chan, perhaps it would be best for you to go home early… What?”

The previously frightened Sumire smiled slyly, and Minazuki-san narrowed her eyes in doubt as if questioning the meaning behind that smile—

“What’s this? Minazuki, do you wear a swimsuit when you take a bath?”

An unexpected person was standing behind my sister.

“Yo, Kiriyama… Getting excited about taking a bath in someone else’s home is a bit too much, don’t you think?”

My homeroom teacher stood imposingly in her usual tracksuit, raising one hand in greeting with a “Yo.”

“Unya-sensei! Why are you here!? The marriage hunting party is definitely not here—oof!”

I doubled over in pain, having received a knuckle sandwich.

“Just a moment ago, I received a message from Sumire asking me to ‘enter Minazuki-senpai’s house if a phone call came through.’ I was hesitant about a teacher barging in… but since I was invited as a guest for a ‘surprise party,’ I had no choice but to attend.”

“A surprise party?”

“Hm? Wasn’t that what Sumire told you? Today is Minazuki’s birthday, isn’t it? I can’t say I can replace your parents, but I’ll celebrate with all I’ve got.”

“What are you even talking about?”

Feeling the taste of gastric acid in my mouth, I realized I had spoken my thoughts out loud.

“How did you know that my parents rarely come home?”

“It’s inconceivable that a person of Minazuki-senpai’s caliber would try to confine her brother without proper arrangements, right? Also, you shouldn’t leave cash lying around so openly. A bad kouhai might guess ‘This is for dinner, since the parents usually come home late.'”

Sumire took out her smartphone from her pocket and waved it flippantly.

“Didn’t I say so? I’m good at making friends.”

“But you can’t become friends with me.”

As the two of them began to laugh, the teacher and I exchanged puzzled glances, completely failing to grasp the situation.

I don’t understand what’s happening, but is this my chance to keep living?

While pondering this, Unya-sensei leaned in close to me and whispered secretly.

“I was planning to tell you this at school tomorrow… Kiriyama.”

Sensei looked at me and said,

“We’ve found the stalker who’s been harassing you.”

“Eh?”

Minazuki-san and Sumire simultaneously stopped laughing.