A gentle drizzle coated the sea with a dreamy film, even giving the small beachside shop a magical glow.
It felt like opening the door would transport you to some mysterious, unknown fantasy world.
"Moshi moshi, anyone here?"
Kamishiro Shiro pushed the door open, but the fantasy world he imagined didn't exist. Instead, it was just a plain old diving shop.
"Huh? Why are you three here?"
Iori, who was lying bored on the sofa playing games, looked at the three people at the door in confusion. He didn't remember any activities scheduled for today.
"Eh?"
"Didn't we have a meeting today?"
"Was it canceled because of the rain?"
The three of them closed their umbrellas and stepped inside. A while ago, their seniors had sent them a message about a meeting, hadn't they?
"C'mon now."
"That's next week..."
Iori and Chisa looked at the trio, clearly speechless. All three of them got the date wrong? That was some achievement.
You had to admire their spirit though—coming all the way here through heavy rain. If only they could remember the correct date next time.
"No wonder nobody was here."
"So it's next week…"
Kouhei and Aina looked disappointed. Did this mean they'd have to walk home in the rain now?
"So how did all three of you mess up the time?"
"Blame Kamishiro."
"He called and told us it was today."
The two of them looked at Kamishiro Shiro with resentment. He was the culprit who made them waste their trip!
(;?＿?)
"I just misremembered the time," Kamishiro said, avoiding their eyes.
In truth… he did it on purpose.
As Azusa-neesan's neighbor, how could he possibly forget the meeting time? Even if he had, he could've asked her directly.
But some… unexpected issues had arisen at home.
For some reason, Kiyoko had suddenly come to his door today, saying she'd been guided there by the ever-so-helpful Hamaoka Azusa…
It gave Kamishiro Shiro a heart attack—he'd been in the middle of playing Sylvie!
But then again, it wasn't surprising—his address had basically been exposed to Kiyoko from the start.
A major misstep!
With no other options, Kamishiro Shiro had no choice but to bring his "virtual experience" into reality.
Just when he was about to try out some in-game maneuvers in real life—his doorbell rang again.
This time it was Busujima.
Apparently, she had followed a tomboy with a purple ponytail to get here…
Three-person combo… my ass!
With the three of them in the same house, Kamishiro Shiro wished he could sink into a hole.
The situation had gone from romance film → action film → suspense film in no time!
To avoid becoming the corpse in that suspense flick, Kamishiro had to find a way out.
And so, to make the whole thing look legit, he had no choice but to sacrifice his two unlucky pals.
After all, it was just a wasted trip. And the view of the rain was still kinda nice~
Fortunately, Kouhei and Aina accepted reality pretty quickly. They couldn't blame Kamishiro Shiro completely—if they'd paid more attention at the last meeting, they wouldn't have come today.
"The manager and Nanaka-san aren't here?"
Just as Aina was about to pick up her umbrella again, she noticed something odd. Since they arrived, only Chisa and Iori had been around.
"Oh, they're on a business trip."
Chisa explained. After all, it's a diving shop—they sometimes had to go out to handle gear or other things.
Kamishiro Shiro's gaze turned weird as he looked at Iori and Chisa. This situation felt eerily familiar—like something straight out of a doujinshi, especially on a rainy day!
He could still remember his awakening… it was an animated clip called "A Little Rainy-Day Story."
Luckily, Iori and Chisa had no idea what Kamishiro was thinking. Otherwise, he might not leave this room alive.
Seeing the newcomers, Iori stretched lazily and stood up.
"Mm~ time for the next step!"
"Shall we do it?"
Their vague and ominous exchange left the three guests confused. Kamishiro felt more and more uneasy.
"Do… do what?"
"Dinner!"
Chisa stood up too, tying her father's pink apron around her waist, instantly exuding a "perfect housewife" vibe.
"Oh, dinner, huh."
"You're cooking tonight?"
"Don't burn the kitchen down, okay?"
"...Excuse me, we're not culinary idiots like you," Iori rolled his eyes at Kamishiro. "So, do you guys want to eat with us?"
Iori extended the invitation. No way was he going to let them go back empty-handed after all that.
The pleasant surprise caught them off guard, but all three quickly agreed.
At least they'd get a nice hot meal out of it.
Like baby birds waiting for food, the three sat at the dining table expectantly.
But…
The more Aina watched Iori and Chisa work together in the kitchen, the more off it felt.
This… this was totally the vibe of an old married couple on TV!
At that moment, Patrick Star's voice rang out from the TV, "Buddy, it feels like we've drifted apart. We used to have so much fun together…"
Bang!
The sound of a forehead slamming into the table drew attention. Kamishiro and Kouhei, who were watching SpongeBob, turned around in confusion.
"What's wrong, Yoshiwara?"
"I know it was a touching line, but did you really have to bash your head over it?"
Aina's mouth twitched uncontrollably. She wanted nothing more than to throw the two of them out into the rain to cool off!
They were both old enough to drink—and still watching SpongeBob?
And this was Season 4, Episode 8! That exact monologue scene?! It had to be on purpose!
Seeing their confused expressions, Aina took a deep breath and said, "I'll help with dinner!"
Without waiting for a reply, she charged straight toward Iori and Chisa!
The two of them had just finished making curry and were about to start on dessert.
Aina grabbed Iori and yanked him away. "I'll handle the rest!"
"Eh? You sure?"
"No problem—I'll do it!"
Iori didn't know what was going on, but seeing how insistent Aina was, he gave up his spot.
Then he went to the fridge, grabbed some beer, and handed it to Kamishiro and Kouhei. "What's with her all of a sudden?"
"Ton ton ton ha~ No idea, maybe she got moved while watching SpongeBob?"
"Then to avoid us finding out, she ran off to cook, probably."
"Huh? Moved by SpongeBob?!"
Iori looked over at Aina, who was busy examining eggs and milk, utterly stunned.
Even a zombie would cry watching SpongeBob? How low is your emotional threshold?!
"Don't expose her—she's trying her best~"
"Yeah, she's just not very honest. We're not gonna laugh at her. I cried watching Tom and Jerry, y'know."
"..."
(???)
Kamishiro and Iori stared silently at Kohei. Crying over Tom and Jerry—this they did not expect. No wonder this guy cries like he's dying over a magical girl show these days.
"Kamishiro, what do you think the chances are that we'll eat proper food today?"
"10%, maybe. Of course, if you let me take over, I guarantee you'll all be stuffed full!"
!!!
"You've invented a cursed dish that makes people bloated after one bite?!"
"…Don't you think you're being a little rude?"
Kamishiro glared hard at Iori—as if questioning his dream of becoming a culinary god!
"Not rude at all. That's actually high praise."
Iori didn't even look at Kamishiro—he was completely absorbed in the SpongeBob episode on TV. As far as he was concerned, he'd rather starve than eat anything Kamishiro made again!
Seeing this, Kamishiro looked visibly hurt. Maybe, just maybe… he really wasn't cut out for the dream of becoming a culinary god…
"Don't give up on your dream!"
The TV suddenly blared with Patrick Star's iconic voice. That starfish, with his face magically relocated to his butt by the Sea King, was giving a heartfelt pep talk to SpongeBob—and inadvertently to Kamishiro too!
At that moment, Kamishiro's eyes welled up with tears. He suddenly understood why even a zombie might cry at SpongeBob!
Just like that, he dashed into the kitchen. "Let me make you all a drink!"
Σ(っ °Д °;)っ
"Noooo!!" ×4
All four of them snapped to their senses and tried to stop him with everything they had. What the hell kind of emotional shift did SpongeBob trigger?!
...
"Itadakimasu…"
Facing the table full of dishes (curry, fruit platter, and… some unidentifiable beverage), everyone put their hands together in prayer.
And Iori and the others were seriously praying!
Someone please explain what this orange-green drink is supposed to be?!
"Kamishiro… may I ask—what exactly is this drink made of?"
Aina asked with a stiff face, pointing to the glass in front of her. Kamishiro had kicked everyone out when he was making it.
Thankfully, he'd only made a drink. If he'd tried cooking something else, they probably would've stopped him at all costs!
Now, though, regret was settling in. From that thick beverage came a fishy stench no one could describe…
"It's salmon and kale juice!"
!!!!
All four stared at Kamishiro in horror, then shifted their terrified gazes to the glass in front of them.
The more they looked, the more it resembled a drink from hell!
What kind of deranged chef thinks to blend salmon with kale juice?!
"You bastard! What did you do to that perfectly delicious salmon?!"
"That's something you pair with alcohol, not torture!"
Faced with their complaints, Kamishiro just shrugged. "The dream of a culinary god lies in imagination. Try it—I think it'll taste great!"
"You try it yourself!" ×4
All four refused in unison and immediately dumped the drink down the drain without hesitation!
They were fools for thinking Kamishiro might actually make something edible. What a waste of good salmon!
Kamishiro, helpless, could only watch as his dream was shattered yet again.
Damn it!
He would never give up!
...
With the strange drink gone, the atmosphere at the table lightened up considerably. Aina took the opportunity to ask the question on her mind.
"So… do you two often stay home alone like this?"
She wanted to probe—just how far had those two progressed?
"Only occasionally."
Chisa and Iori exchanged glances. Their boss and Nanaka rarely went on trips together.
"Is That okay?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you saying…?"
"I mean, um, like—what if something accidentally happens…"
Aina's cheeks flushed red as she spoke, clearly projecting herself into the scenario.
"..."
Kamishiro looked at Aina suspiciously. This girl was definitely watching too many dramas. He and Azusa had been alone together overnight plenty of times without incident.
Iori and Chisa? One's a boob freak, the other's completely pure. Not a chance anything would happen.
As expected, Iori and Chisa also looked exasperated.
"Stop watching so much TV."
"I seriously don't know what you're talking about…"
"No wait, remember? Iori once said Chisa has an incredible butt!"
Aina quickly tried to explain, flustered by her own clumsy segue. "Though honestly, it is really big and… amazing…"
{{(°△°; "}}!
"Aina?!"
Chisa was horrified. Why was her butt suddenly the focus of discussion?! Did no one consider her feelings?!
"Well… it is pretty nice."
Kamishiro gave it a critical glance. Still a bit behind Nanaka's, but definitely top-tier!
Bang!
A moment later, the pervy Kamishiro was sent flying by Chisa's foot. He'd been this close to sticking his face right up against her!
"How about you?" Kohei turned to the other party involved.
"Hmm… yeah, it really is an excellent butt."
Swoosh!
In an instant, Chisa turned beet red and covered her backside with her hands. She'd never felt this self-conscious about her butt before!
"But she feels more like a little sister to me."
Iori smiled brightly as he spoke. Clearly, he was still more into boobs than butts.
"I see…"
"What a terrifying statement."
"So that's how it is…"
Kohei nodded solemnly, fully understanding now. "So you're saying—you're finally ready to make a move."
Σ(っ °Д °;)っ
"Hold it right there!!"
"What exactly are you planning to do to your 'little sister'?!"
"It may be raining, but the police do still respond to calls, Kohei."
Everyone was suddenly relieved that this guy didn't actually have a sister. If he did, he might've ended up in jail long ago.
"You guys get it, right? I'm just too embarrassed to say it out loud…"
"What's really embarrassing is doing something shady to your 'sister'!"
"Most embarrassing of all is your mindset!"
"Just turn yourself in already! Don't drag us down with you!"
The three immediately sided with Chisa and distanced themselves from Kohei. They had nothing in common with this pervert!
"he's probably joking… There's no one who'd actually have dirty thoughts about their sister, right?"
Chisa laughed it off awkwardly, clearly believing in familial innocence.
Unfortunately for her, that kind of statement could be said by anyone… except her.
(;?＿?)
The four others averted their gazes—none dared to meet her eyes, afraid of exposing something.
"You're totally right…"
"There's no such person, of course…"
"..."
"Why are all of you looking away?!"
Chisa suddenly felt isolated. They were hiding something from her—some sort of secret between them!
...
"Maybe only people without little sisters say things like that," Iori said while eating his curry. "In reality, sisters aren't some kind of blessing."
Kamishiro nodded in agreement. "Totally. They can be such a pain sometimes."
Bang!
(?ò?ó)
"You don't even have a sister—what are you complaining about?!"
"Lies! Shiori and I already transcended blood ties—I've always treated her like a real sister!"
"You scumbag! How dare you say that—what the hell have you done to my sister?!"
One sentence ignited Iori's fury. He nearly forgot about that letter!
"...Just normal sibling interaction?"
"..."
On the opposite side, Aina blinked in confusion at the two of them. She couldn't quite understand what they were talking about—did Iori have a little sister, or did Shiro have one?
"You both have little sisters?"
"Not exactly. I'm an only child, but I kind of consider little Shiori as my sister."
"You're really shameless, you know that…"
Iori was too drained to even make a snarky remark. If it were just about having a little sister, that would still be acceptable. But… he had the nagging feeling he was forgetting something important.
Click. Crack.
Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him, something like a cracking joint. He turned around, puzzled.
And what he saw… was a wide-eyed face glaring daggers at him!
"Hey, Kitahara, you have a little sister?"
"..."
Looking at that face, twisted with rage like a demon's, Iori finally remembered what he had forgotten: right beside him was a hardcore little-sister fetishist!
For the sake of his own survival, Iori didn't hesitate to deny the truth about having a little sister!
"You misheard… Shiro and I were just messing around…"
A desperate attempt to bluff his way out!
But he forgot one thing—there were other people around.
Chisa had already proudly begun showing off to Aina. "Her name's Shiori. She's a really cute kid!"
Crunch!
Kōhei snapped the spoon in his hand. His gaze turned even more terrifying.
"One…"
"Hey, hey, what are you counting for?! Shiro, help me!!"
"If you need a shovel, I can provide one."
"You bastard!"
?(ò_ó)?
Shiro spread his hands. Honestly, Kitahara was a guy worthy of envy.
Chisa wasn't done yet. "She's about in her third year of middle school now, right? She seems super attached to her big brother."
"DIEEEEEE!!!!"
Kōhei's face twisted like some dark titan was about to burst out from his body.
Although that "super attached to her big brother" line was completely wrong, Shiro didn't expose it. Instead, he kindly handed Kōhei a rope.
"What the hell are you two idiots doing?!" Iori shouted.
But the blow was too much. Kōhei was still too stunned to move. He just kept slamming his head into the wall, questioning the meaning of life.
Iori took the chance to escape, leaving Shiro sighing to himself—yet another lost opportunity to bully Iori.
Meanwhile, Chisa had moved on to showing Aina the little bunny doll Shiori had sewn herself. That's when she suddenly remembered something really important:
She still hadn't sent a thank-you gift!
"For a return gift… I was thinking of mailing some photos from here over to her…"
"No way!"
Iori flatly and instantly refused, his tone firm and unwavering.
"Why not?"
"Isn't it obvious? This guy's terrified his family will find out what he's really been up to and cut off his allowance."
"You really sound like you're about to go bankrupt. Maybe you should go sell a kidney to pay me back," Shiro added helpfully, poking the still-wall-banging Kōhei while thoroughly judging Iori. "I was already out on the streets as a teenager, you know."
"…If you're that aware of the problem, maybe try changing a bit?" Aina sighed. She didn't even know what to say to them anymore. They all knew they had terrible habits—why didn't any of them try to change?
"What are you saying, Aina? This is proof of our friendship!"
"I've never heard of a kind of friendship that involves taking off your clothes!"
Her face flushed bright red. She immediately remembered a certain scene from a movie Kiyoko had shown her.
Oh right— Kiyoko said she wouldn't be coming back tonight.
At first, she thought Kiyoko had gone to find Shiro, but Shiro was right here…
So then where did Kiyoko go?!
Wait a minute…
Aina glanced at Shiro, guilt creeping into her expression, even tinged with a bit of pity. She had this weird feeling that Shiro was metaphorically growing a big, leafy pair of horns on his head…
(′｀;)?
Shiro looked at her blankly. Weren't they just talking about stripping for friendship? Why was she suddenly giving him that weird look?
{{(°△°; "}}!
Wait—she doesn't think I'm the bottom, does she?!
He felt compelled to explain. He was absolutely, 100% the top, no, he's not that kind of guy at all!
"I…"
"You…"
"If there really has to be a thank-you gift, let me choose the photos!" Iori interrupted before either of them could get a word in.
Somehow, Chisa had already placed a stack of photos on the table and was sorting through them.
This interruption threw both of them off, and their attention quickly shifted to the pictures.
How to put it…
The photos were all heartwarming and fun… but there was one problem: very little clothing. Sometimes, not even a single complete outfit in the whole shot.
Smack!
Shiro solemnly patted Iori on the shoulder. "There's no way I'll let you send these to corrupt my little sister's innocent eyes!"
(?ò?ó)
"So you'd better explain how the hell Shiori became your sister in the first place! Also—there's no way I'd actually send these photos! Not unless I wanted my allowance permanently revoked!"
"Actually, some of the just-woke-up ones aren't bad."
Even though most of them looked like they could be used for sketchy online loans, Aina spotted a few nice ones. Shiro looked just like a celebrity in some of those early-morning shots…
Too bad he was a massive playboy. And also Kiyoko's…
Aina sighed and kept flipping through—until suddenly she found a different kind of photo. As soon as she saw it clearly, her whole face turned red!
She didn't know who took it, but it showed Azusa and Nanaka cuddling together while sleeping.
If that was all, it would've been fine. But the issue was—
Their boobs were basically completely out in the open!!
Way more daring than any swimsuit photo!
"Chisa! Chisa!"
Aina immediately called over her partner in crime. There was no way she was going to suffer through this alone!
"What is it?"
!
Chisa had looked puzzled at first, but the moment she saw the photo, she instantly understood.
Way too bold!
"What's with that photo?"
"Did you find a pic of my pig head or something?" Iori and Shiro leaned in to look.
But as soon as they got close, the two girls teleported behind the chairs like startled cockroaches, clinging tightly to the photo to keep it hidden.
(′｀;)?
The two guys looked at each other, then at the blushing girls, and slowly realized something.
It's common knowledge: these two don't blush at nude PaB members!
The only people that could make them blush like this were those two mature big sisters.
"So that's it… a wardrobe-malfunction photo of Azusa-san and Nanaka-san, huh?"
A shadow loomed over Iori's face, hiding his thoughts…
"…Don't tell me It was the one photo that i took?"
Shiro leaned over, suddenly remembering—he had used Chisa's camera to snap one back then. Then he forgot about it.
{{(°△°; "}}!
Chisa looked at him in horror. No wonder she didn't remember taking that photo—it was Shiro who took it!
Come to think of it, he was the only one in the same room as them. He was the only one who could've taken such a photo.
But… wasn't this too spicy?
What the hell were those three doing in that room?!
Chisa's eyes suddenly sharpened with realization. She finally understood how Iori must've felt when Shiori sent Shiro a letter!
"You don't have a backup copy of that, do you?!"
"Nope. Took it with your camera and forgot about it. You're supposed to pass it to me, remember?"
Shiro stroked his chin, as if this were the most natural thing in the world—completely unaware of how inappropriate the photo was.
"..."
Looking at this shameless man, Chisa silently pulled out her precious camera.
Then—deleted the photo.
"Nooooooo!! How could you delete someone else's hard work?!"
"You should be grateful I'm not calling the cops over your 'hard work'…"
With that, she ignored Shiro completely and turned to glare at Iori.
"Haha, don't worry—I'm not going to force you to show it to me."
Surprisingly, Iori was unusually polite and understanding this time, which shocked both Chisa and Aina.
But that also made them relax a little. At least they wouldn't have to spend the rest of the day guarding the photo like their lives depended on it.
Chisa stuffed the picture into the pocket behind her butt. Something like this had to be kept close at all times!
Meanwhile, Iori's inner world was anything but calm.
Inside, his dark side was screaming:
"I REALLY WANNA SEE IT!!!!!!
Those are two busty big sisters' wardrobe-malfunction pics!!!"
Meanwhile…
Shiro, having been shut down, moved on to pondering other issues.
While poking the still-wall-banging Kōhei, he started thinking about his living situation.
He was planning to sleep here tonight anyway. Just hoped that when he got back tomorrow, his home was still intact.
Otherwise… that short, angry landlady was definitely going to give him hell!
"Then we'll be heading back first."
"Mmmghhh aaaaahhhh...!"
Night had completely fallen, and Aina, having mooched dinner, was getting ready to leave with Kouhei in tow.
At the moment, Kouhei still looked like he was on the verge of death—a clear sign that the revelation of Iori having a younger sister had hit him too hard.
"If it's Kouhei, just dump him somewhere."
True to his bro code, Iori really wanted his good friend to experience the wonders of walking in the rain.
Aina waved her hand without saying anything, but the smile on her face betrayed her true feelings.
She was clearly in a great mood.
Originally, she'd been worried that something might happen if Iori and Chisa were left alone together. But after finding out that Kamishiro was here tonight too, she instantly relaxed.
There's no way those three could have some sort of "threesome" moment, right?
Aina, visibly pleased, dragged the useless blonde Kouhei away~
Once the two were out of sight, Iori turned to Kamishiro Shiro, who was standing nearby.
"You're really not going back? You sure about that?"
(???)
"Are you trying to send me to my death?"
Just thinking about Kiyoko and Busujima's combat prowess made Kamishiro tremble. These two girls who couldn't even open a soda bottle before could now probably unscrew his skull cap!
"...Well, that's what you get for being such scum."
Iori looked at him, eyes full of envy and jealousy!
They were childhood friends—so how come this guy had already graduated and even had his own harem crisis?
And him?
He couldn't even sneak a peek at a big sister's photo!
His gaze drifted toward Chisa, who was washing the dishes.
To be precise—toward Chisa's butt... where the photo was hidden!
He already had a plan in mind!
"If you try something perverted, you will go to jail. Don't go thinking that eroge logic applies to real life. You don't have that ridiculous 'PC accessory' ability like Kouhei."
Noticing Iori's stare, Kamishiro, as his childhood friend, kindly reminded him. He really didn't want the next time he saw Iori to be behind bars.
That would just worry little Shiori too much. Her parents might even stop Iori from inheriting the inn.
(??ω??)
{{(°△°; "}}!
"That's not it! Can you please drain your brain of all that perverted sewage?!"
"And you, who's ruled by lust, have the gall to talk about my brain?"
"Anyway, it's not what you're thinking!"
Iori turned his head away. Sure, Chisa's butt was great, but he was a boobs guy, through and through!
There's no way Chisa could compare to Big Sis!
But his plan was still incomplete—he needed a wingman!
He turned to look at Kamishiro. A perfect ready-made accomplice had just fallen into his lap. With this scumbag's help, getting that photo would be a cinch!
Would Kamishiro agree to help?
What a joke!
This childhood friend of his was a famous scumbag!
"Kehehe... Kamishiro, wanna see that photo of Nanaka and Azusa?"
"No."
"Great! Since you wan—wait, WHAT?!"
Iori looked at him in disbelief. If not for those trademark squinting eyes, he'd suspect this was an imposter!
His tone grew more agitated. "WHY?! That's Nanaka-san and Azusa-senpai, for crying out loud!"
(;?＿?)
"I'm the one who took that photo. I've already memorized every little detail in my head—why would I need to see it again?"
?!!!
"Then why did you ask for the digital copy before?!"
"Oh that? Just to give it to Azusa-senpai as a keepsake. You know what her fetish is like~"
"..."
Iori looked like he was about to turn to dust. He'd completely forgotten about that...
Still! He wasn't out of options yet!
"I'll give you 10,000 yen!"
"Chisa, Kitahara wants to see that photo—better hide it somewhere safe~"
!!!
The moment Kamishiro said that, Chisa's expression turned immediately wary. She clutched her butt protectively and stared daggers at Iori.
Σ(っ °Д °;)っ
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, YOU PERVERT?!"
Iori's face twisted in frustration. How was he supposed to execute his plan now?!
?(???)?
Kamishiro shrugged and gave Iori a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"Good luck. I'm off to shower~"
Without looking back, he walked off. Sure, he liked money, but there was no way he'd show other people a photo of his big sisters.
And knowing Chisa's personality, she'd never let Iori succeed.
Let that idiot stay up all night itching with frustration~
Without another word to the two behind him, Kamishiro walked straight to the bathroom.
Tonight, he planned to sleep early. Tomorrow, a tough battle awaited him!
He just hoped Kiyoko and Sakurako would show some mercy...