Sunday, 6:50 AM
"Sis, is it really necessary to get up this early? Ah~ Didn't Sasaki-kun say he wouldn't come until eight?"
Rubbing his tired and sore eyelids, unsure of the exact time but feeling it must be very early, Haruno Ayato yawned and moved aside from blocking the door, allowing his older sister Kasumi, who had come to ring the doorbell early in the morning, to enter the house.
Carrying her school bag and well-prepared for today's tutoring session, Haruno Kasumi entered the genkan and changed her shoes:
"He said he would come at eight, but you can't just get up at eight. If he's all ready to tutor, you can't still be in bed."
After changing her shoes, she turned around and, seeing his listless manner as he sluggishly closed the door, Kasumi furrowed her brows and adopted a stern sisterly demeanor:
"Ayato, this attitude won't do~ The midterm exams are coming up soon, you need to perk up a bit."
"Yeah, yeah~"
Receiving a response, but one still lacking in energy, Kasumi narrowed her round, large eyes and suddenly shifted the topic, asking:
"What time did you go to bed last night?"
"Two... no, ten, ten o'clock, ten o'clock, yeah..."
In a momentary daze, he almost blurted out his actual bedtime, but Ayato straightened up as if electrocuted, stammering through his explanation.
But his evasive eyes and stuttering explanation wouldn't fool even an elementary school student, let alone his sister.
With sharp ears, Kasumi caught the initial time he mentioned and said with a displeased tone:
"Really, why would you sleep so late? I remember I took away all your manga."
"Your salary hasn't come in yet, so you shouldn't have money to buy new ones."
After saying this, Kasumi walked straight towards Ayato's room.
Seeing his sister heading directly to his room, Ayato quickly followed behind, looking panicked, wanting to reach out to stop her but not daring to, saying:
"Ka, Kasumi-nee, don't walk so fast, there's nothing in my room, I just..."
Ignoring his feeble attempts to cover up, Kasumi pushed open the door and efficiently lifted the bedsheet, looking under the bed.
Nothing there.
After scanning the room and finding nothing suspicious, Kasumi stood up and turned to her brother, who was either panting from the quick walk or sighing in relief, and said:
"It seems I misunderstood Ayato, I apologize as your sister."
Seeing that Kasumi had stopped searching, Ayato exhaled and subconsciously glanced at his pillow, responding with a smile:
"No, no problem, sis, you're just concerned about me~"
Noticing Ayato's subtle glance, Kasumi quickly turned back and picked up his pillow.
But... there was nothing under the pillow.
Confirming she hadn't missed anything, Kasumi patted the sheet under the pillow.
Still, there was nothing.
Did I wrong Ayato?
But there's no reason for him to stay up so late...
I have his game console and manga.
Under Ayato's nervous gaze, Kasumi sat on the edge of the bed, her hand unconsciously pressing down on the pillow placed beside her.
Hmm?
Under the pressure of her hand, Kasumi heard the crinkling sound of paper.
She glanced at her brother, whose face had turned ashen, and unzipped the pillowcase as a book with a cover illustration of a scantily clad, glamorous woman came into view.
"..."
Haven't seen it before, but haven't heard of it either?
Haruno Kasumi immediately recognized it as something unsuitable for minors.
While there was a hint of pride in her heart that her brother was growing up, the overwhelming feeling was anger at his indulgence in such distractions, neglecting his studies.
Patting the manga on the pillow, Kasumi's face turned cold, and she raised her eyebrows, asking sharply:
"Where did this come from?"
"..."
Frozen in place, his face flushed red, Haruno Ayato lowered his gaze, frantically searching for excuses in his mind.
But one by one, he dismissed them all. Clearly, excuses like "I found it on the street" wouldn't convince Kasumi.
Time felt both fast and slow.
Just as Ayato was on the verge of tears, an important figure—important both to him and to Sister Kasumi—appeared in his mind.
It's decided!
You're the only one who can save me now!
Please!
Apologizing to Sasaki in his heart, Ayato spoke in a stiff, dry tone:
"It... it was Sasaki-kun who lent it to me."
"..."
The words of reprimand stuck in her throat. Kasumi glanced at the cover girl, who was barely covering her essentials, and asked in an unnatural tone:
"You're saying... Sasaki-kun lent this to you?"
Hearing Kasumi's flustered and uncertain tone, Ayato's confidence surged and he nodded firmly:
"Yeah, yeah, because... because you took away my manga, and I didn't have money to buy new ones. After I found out Sasaki-kun is a writer, I asked him if he had any good manga to lend me."
"He said he did, that he had a lot of interesting stuff, and... and he could even teach me how to become an adult... so... so he gave this to me..."
"..."
Haruno Kasumi had taken biology classes and knew that boys at this age were very interested in girls.
To be honest, girls were the same.
So deep down, she didn't think it was entirely shameful for boys to privately exchange "educational materials" among themselves.
However, as his older sister, she couldn't just let the boy she liked discuss such things with her younger brother, especially if it was affecting his studies.
Since the problem seemed to stem from the boy she had feelings for, she decided she would have a serious talk with Sasaki later.
But before that, she needed to give her brother a proper warning.
"Ayato, you're growing up, huh? Starting to take an interest in girls?
But you can't let these things make you stay up late and affect your tutoring the next day. You need to understand, reading this stuff a hundred times won't do you any good except harm your health. But if you read your textbooks a hundred times, the knowledge will stay with you..."
Ayato wasn't really listening to her lecture.
Seeing that she didn't seem intent on reporting this to their parents or punishing him, he quietly let out a sigh of relief.
This hurdle was temporarily cleared... but how was he going to explain this to Sasaki?
If Sister Kasumi found out that not only was he reading this kind of stuff but also lying to her... the consequences would be...
He didn't dare to think too deeply about it.
Needing to ask Sasaki for help before he arrived, Ayato cautiously looked up and softly interrupted Kasumi's scolding.
"Um, Kasumi-nee, since you came so early, you probably haven't eaten yet, right? I'll go downstairs and make something to eat. It wouldn't be good if Sasaki-kun arrived and we still hadn't eaten..."
The frown on Kasumi's face from being interrupted slowly eased, and she nodded.
"You're right, we should eat..."
"Right, right, I'll go cook."
Eager to inform Sasaki about the situation and buy himself some time to beg for his help, Ayato didn't wait for Kasumi to say anything else and quickly darted out of the room.
"Eh..."
Her words of "I'll do it" were cut off as Ayato disappeared from the room. Kasumi glanced at the manga still stuffed in the pillow and picked it up.
After leaving the room, she went to the guest room she used to stay in.
Lying down on the bed, she opened the adult-only material.
Well... she wasn't really interested in this kind of thing.
She just wanted to understand what the boy she had feelings for liked, or what his preferences were... It wasn't like she was...
Reassuring herself that she wasn't that kind of girl, Kasumi found herself immersed in a new world.
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Downstairs, in the kitchen.
After hearing the closing of the door and not hearing any further movement, Ayato stopped washing the rice, dried his hands on his apron, and pulled out his phone.
He quickly sent a few messages to Sasaki.
[Please, Sasaki-kun, save me!] 7:12 AM 「Read」
[...] 7:12 AM 「Read」
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At Sasaki's house, in Kyouka's room.
After leaving Koharu's room last night, Sasaki had gone to Kyoka's room, then to Otome's house across the street, and finally back to Kyouka's room.
Having spent the night moving around and not getting much sleep, he pulled his hand out from Kyoka's embrace and grabbed his phone from under the pillow.
Seeing the messages from Haruno Ayato on the screen, Sasaki quickly understood the situation and replied with a simple "Got it, OK."
No big deal.
He placed his phone on the nightstand and sat up.
He had promised to be there by eight, and it was almost 7:20 AM now.
He needed to get ready and leave soon.
After tucking the thin blanket around Kyouka, Sasaki picked up the torn stockings from the floor and tossed them into the trash.
Grabbing his clothes, he returned to the second floor and headed into the bathroom.
He didn't usually wear cologne.
But after spending time in so many beds, his body had picked up various scents.
While it wasn't noticeable unless you sniffed closely, girls' noses were incredibly sharp.
If Sister Kasumi noticed, it would definitely hurt his chances with her.
He couldn't afford to be careless about this!
After removing the lingering scents from his body, Sasaki quickly prepared a simple breakfast.
Once he finished eating, he grabbed his school bag and left the house.
8:03 AM
Glancing at the time on his phone, Sasaki pressed the doorbell at Haruno Ayato's house.
Ding-dong—
"Coming, coming!"
Without a second's delay, Ayato's voice rang out from inside as soon as the doorbell sounded.
*Click—*
The door opened, and Ayato, seeing his savior standing at the doorstep, greeted him with excessive enthusiasm:
"Sasaki-kun, you must be tired from coming all this way. Come in, come in and rest for a bit..."
As he spoke, he stood on his tiptoes to take the bag off Sasaki's shoulder.
"Please..." Ayato whispered pleadingly as he leaned closer to Sasaki.
He was truly terrified of seeing the look of disappointment and disdain in Kasumi's eyes.
After all, he was her younger brother... but as someone Kasumi admired, Sasaki would surely be fine.
Glancing sideways at the curvaceous figure approaching, Sasaki gave Ayato an almost imperceptible nod.
"Don't worry."
Unaware of the situation between the two, Kasumi watched her brother's overly enthusiastic behavior toward Sasaki and smiled faintly, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Then, she turned her gaze to the tall young man standing at the door.
Already harboring feelings for him, and now with a deeper understanding of certain "adult matters," Kasumi felt a subtle sense of shyness.
She bit her lower lip lightly, her plump and charming face flushing red as she greeted him in a somewhat bashful manner.
"Sasaki-kun~"
Seeing his sister's reaction, Ayato knew that shifting the blame to Sasaki had been the absolute right decision.
Not wanting to interfere with Sasaki's explanation to Kasumi, he quickly excused himself and ran to the living room:
"I'll go make some tea."
After Ayato ran off, the atmosphere between Sasaki and Kasumi grew slightly ambiguous due to Kasumi's shyness as the boy smiled and greeted her:
"Kasumi-nee~"
Nodding in greeting, Sasaki took a moment to observe the "plump" girl in front of him.
Unlike the youthful and vibrant impression she gave when wearing her school uniform, today, dressed in casual clothes at home, Kasumi perfectly embodied the gentle and obedient image of the girl next door.
Her smooth, shoulder-length hair, which she never adorned with any accessories, was casually but neatly draped behind her back.
A few strands of bangs framed her fair forehead.
Beneath them, her slender, curved eyebrows resembled willow leaves—gentle, moving, and full of tenderness.
Complementing them were her large, round, soft and moist eyes, which, even with their slightly drooping corners, still exuded a sense gentle and lovely charm.
However, the excessively drooping corners of her eyes and the beauty mark beneath her right eye often gave her a subtly flirtatious and alluring vibe when she narrowed her eyes slightly.
Yet, her face was round and charming with soft and pink lips that often carried a gentle and soft smile, like ripples on water.
The contrast between these two aspects was... quite agitating.
After briefly taking in her smiling face, Sasaki's gaze, as if weighed down by shot put, involuntarily drifted downward, landing on the overly prominent front of her white short-sleeve shirt.
Even though it was just a very ordinary, loose white T-shirt, when worn by Kasumi, it somehow managed to look incredibly... suggestive.
Such was the charm of a well-endowed girl!
Sasaki didn't try to hide his gaze, and his natural behavior was fully noticed by Haruno Kasumi.
Seeing his lingering look, Kasumi instinctively hunched her shoulders slightly, as if trying to hide her not-so-small "melons" from his view.
But then, realizing that such a reaction might undermine her authority as his senior, she quickly straightened up and pushed her chest forward again.
Putting on her senior's demeanor, Kasumi slowly walked up to Sasaki, pouting with a hint of dissatisfaction:
"Mou~ Sasaki-kun, that kind of behavior is very rude, you know~ You might scare girls away~"
...And yet, you're standing so close...
The distance between them was less than twenty centimeters.
Sasaki could even see the delicate texture of her soft pink lips and catch the faint, lingering scent of laundry detergent wafting from her.
Instead of backing away as she leaned in, he took a small step forward.
The corners of his lips curved into a faint smile, and he spoke softly:
"Sorry, sorry... It's been a while since I last saw you, Kasumi-nee. Seeing you so early in the morning made me a little... distracted."
'What do you mean 'it's been a while'? It's only been two or three days since we last met... And what's with the 'seeing you in the morning makes me happy'...'
As her face heated up from his teasing, Kasumi took a step back, her right hand clutching her chest nervously, before she unconsciously gripped her shirt a little tighter and turned her head to the side, saying:
"I... I'm happy to see you too..."
After murmuring her response, she quickly added:
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Ayato should have the tea ready by now. I'll go check."
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P.S: There's too much sex and barely any plot...so I am going to skip a few otherwise, it would never progress..