Chapter 41: Most precious

“Sister! Sister!”

The warm weather and blooming flowers filled me with a restless energy. Even the manor seemed to vibrate with life. I couldn’t focus on my studies, so I pestered Sister.

“Sister! Let’s skip studying today and go outside! The weather’s perfect!”

“No, Ellie. We have to finish our work.”

But as always, Sister seemed to prefer studying over spending time with me. I pouted, looking up at her, now much taller than me.

“But it’s such a beautiful day! It would be a waste to stay inside!”

“Then let’s study first, then go outside.”

Typical Sister. Making me study on such a beautiful day. I, as the older and more experienced one, had to correct her bad habits.

“Hmph… I hate you, Sister!”

I stuck out my lower lip, hoping she’d change her mind. Maybe I could manipulate her…

“Really? I hate Ellie when she doesn’t study.”

Thump—

Something heavy dropped in my chest. It felt…real.

“Wh…what did you just say…?”

I asked, bewildered, but she just smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling at the corners. I clung to her desperately.

“Waaah… I’m sorry, Sister! I’ll study hard, I’ll do anything! Just don’t hate me, please?”

“Ellie…”

Her expression was… unsettling. Like she was suppressing something…disgusting. And I knew exactly what that disgusting thing was.

I hugged her tightly, burying my face in her chest, unable to look at her, wanting to avoid those cold, empty eyes.

A warm hand gently stroked my hair.

“Sister…?”

“Hee hee, why would I hate you, Ellie? You’re my precious little sister.”

“Sister…!”

I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. I nuzzled my cheek against her chest, unable to contain my joy.

“Hee hee… I love you too, Sister!”

“Hmm…is that so?”

Her hand, still stroking my hair, started moving down, along my back, to my waist, and finally, to my buttocks.

Squeeze, squeeze.—

She did this every day, saying she liked their soft, plump texture.

“Mmm…Sister, don’t touch my butt…”

She’d been… playful yesterday, and they still ached. I could barely sit properly.

But she seemed not to hear me, her hand continuing its exploration.

Squeeze, squeeze.—

The pressure increased, but it didn’t hurt as much as it should. It was almost as if last night’s…activities had been a dream.

‘Last night…? I remember…’

Squeeze, squeeze.—

“Mmm…”

I couldn’t remember. Sister continued kneading my buttocks.

“Ellie, do you know where a girl’s most precious place is?”

She hugged me from behind, her arms wrapping around me. It felt…nice.

“A girl’s…most precious place?”

That was a strange question. Perhaps she was…finally ready. She was fifteen; it was about time.

Wait, that meant I was fourteen? But I was an adult…

‘Aha.’ I’d confused my ages again. I was so smart, yet I made such silly mistakes sometimes.

I answered confidently,

“A girl’s most precious place…is her closet! That’s where she keeps all her hopes and dreams!”

And Sister’s underwear, which she’d never find.

“I…disagree.”

“Wh…what? I’m wrong…?”

I was always right. Sister must have made a mistake with the question.

I was about to share my vast knowledge and experience with her, but my noble intentions backfired, as always.

“Hyaa…Sister? That’s…”

Her hand crept upwards, cupping my breasts. Her hands felt…larger than usual. And the sensation was…unfamiliar.

“Eek…that tickles! Stop!”

This body was too sensitive. I was so ticklish.

But the ticklish feeling quickly morphed into something else.

“Ahh…mm…”

Thankfully, Sister couldn’t see my face. She’d be disgusted if she saw me reacting like this to her teasing. She’d call me a pervert.

“Haa…ngh…”

Imagining her reaction only intensified the strange warmth spreading through my body. What was happening to me?

Sister continued her assault, her relentless hands exploring my body.

I looked down, watching the scene unfold; my small breasts, molded in her hands, my legs trembling.

“Sister, stop…!”

Just as I was about to tell her to stop, her fingers found my sensitive peaks, pinching and rubbing gently.

“N…no…don’t pinch…!”

My body twitched and spasmed. My vision blurred. I gasped for breath, leaning against Sister for support.

“Hee…haa…”

I finally understood.

A girl’s most precious place…

“Ellie, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“N…no, it’s nothing…hee hee… I’m just…tired.”

“You stayed up late last night, didn’t you? Make sure you sleep early tonight.”

Sister smiled sweetly, her usual innocent self.

Phew, that was close.
She almost caught me. It would have been mortifying if she knew I got…excited by her teasing.

“So, did you figure out the answer?”

“Um…the precious place…it’s…it’s…”

I knew the answer, but I couldn’t say it. Sister just smiled mysteriously.

“Still don’t know?”

Her hand found my lower abdomen, her fingers pressing gently against my soft flesh.

Poke—

“St…stop teasing me, Sister. Seriously…”

“Teasing? I’m always serious.”

I didn’t believe her. She was usually so kind, but sometimes, she could be incredibly…playful. It was hard to handle.

Sister, seeing my sullen expression, looked contrite.

“I’m sorry, Ellie. I didn’t mean to tease you.”

“Then stop…doing that.”

“But you haven’t answered my question yet. I’m just trying to help.”

But then she smiled mischievously. I stared at her, her words finally sinking in.

“Sister, you’re so mean…!”

She was teasing me! Her apology was a lie. I, as her younger sister, had to correct this bad habit. I’d flatten her…rebellious phase.

Poke—

“Hngh…st…stop…!”

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I grabbed her hand and tried to pull it away.

“Wh…why won’t it come off?”

Was she always this strong?

I struggled, but her grip only tightened.

Poke—

“Ow, Sister, that hurts!”

This wasn’t like her. This was…scary.

Her warm hand gently caressed my lower abdomen, her fingers rhythmically pressing against the slightly protruding center. My mind filled with a hazy bliss.

“Hee…”

It felt…good…

“Do you understand now?”

Her voice felt distant, but she continued,

“This is where your future children will grow, Ellie. This is your most precious place.”

“N…no…”

That wasn’t my precious place.

Poke—

“No? But your face says otherwise.”

“Waaah, no…!”

I vehemently denied it. She was wrong this time.

“My butt, my breasts, my stomach…they’re all precious! My whole body is precious…!”

I shouted, using all my remaining strength.

“Haa…hngh…”

“…Ellie.”

I couldn’t see her face, but she must be shocked.

“You’re right, Ellie. Your whole body is precious.”

Sister finally admitted her mistake.

“So, we can’t neglect any part of it, can we?”

“Huh?”

And I received my reward for being right…

…with my entire body.

“Hee? St…stop…! You said it was precious! My whole body! You liar! Sister, you’re a liar…!”