episode_0073

How did it come to this?

Akari sat on the bathroom floor, hugging Yuu from behind, the same question replaying repeatedly in her mind.

Rough breaths, mixed with the squelching sound of water, filled the small space.

The hot, rising steam blurred both her vision and her rationality.

The cold, damp sensation of the tiles touched her bare skin, but such minor feelings had long since been pushed to the edge of her consciousness.

Now, all of Akari’s senses were focused solely on the unfamiliar presence she felt in her hand.

“Ugh.”

“S-sorry, did it hurt?”

When Yuu’s small body, nestled deeply in her arms, flinched and trembled, Akari unwittingly asked with concern.

“N-no, it doesn’t hurt, but I keep getting a strange feeling. Nuna… why is my penis so big? Am I sick?”

The abnormal reality before her, in stark contrast to his innocent voice.

Akari felt choked by that discrepancy.

“U-uh? T-that is…”

Even as she stammered in confusion, Akari instinctively boldly stroked the thick object in her hand.

Squish. Squish.

She had felt it when she untied the towel to check, but its size and heat were almost unbelievable.

A peculiar sound of sticky fluid spreading gradually echoed clearly throughout the humid bathroom.

“Normally, boy’s bodies change like this, um… Sometimes, when they become adults… or when they feel really good… Ah, no, that’s not it…”

Jumbled words.

She found herself laughable for giving such an awkward explanation, as if it were sex education, but her hands didn’t stop.

Instead, she became even more explicit, slowly grasping and releasing it repeatedly, from the base to the mushroom-like swollen tip.

As the actions grew increasingly intense, Yuu breathed heavily, leaning his back deeper into Akari’s embrace.

Seeing her younger brother respond so candidly to each of her movements, Akari was overwhelmed by an emotion difficult to describe.

It was at that very moment.

Knock knock.

“Akari? Are you in there?”

At Daiki’s voice from outside the door, Akari’s heart stopped as she startled and froze her hand.

“O-oh? Dai-chan?!”

Why Daiki, and why now of all times?

Her mind went blank, but there was no time to question it.

Akari frantically pulled Yuu’s body closer to her, desperately shielding his front with her own body lest he be seen through the door crack.

“It’s been quite a while since you went in, isn’t something wrong?”

“N-no, nothing’s wrong. Yuu was sweating a lot so I was just washing him. What is it?”

She tried hard to maintain composure, but her voice trembled uncontrollably.

“Really? Well, I think I was too sensitive earlier. I’m sorry, Akari. I was only thinking from my own perspective.”

Daiki’s voice carried less genuine apology and more a clear hint of excuse, as if trying to quickly defuse the awkward situation.

But Akari had no room to consider such things right now.

“N-no! I’m sorry too for being so emotional, Dai-chan.”

“Hmm… then after dinner… maybe we could go to town for a bit and get some fresh air? Or… find something to do here…”

Daiki suggested, choosing his words awkwardly.

“But, well, there’s probably not much to do in a place like this countryside.”

Normally, she would have quickly felt better at the sight of her boyfriend trying to apologize and lighten the mood like this.

“Mmm. If you look, there are surprisingly many nice spots. Once everything’s done, I’ll give you a proper tour of the village.”

“How about that… So, do stars really just pour down at night?”

After seeming to ponder for a moment, Daiki brought up something he seemed to have heard somewhere.

Akari was momentarily speechless at his question, which held a shallow expectation, but she quickly collected herself.

“D-Dai-chan. Let’s talk about that later. We’re almost done now.”

At that moment, Yuu’s small hand fumbled for Akari’s wrist.

And a trembling voice whispered in her ear.

“Nuna… I, I feel weird… Something… something inside my stomach feels like it’s going to burst out…”

“Huh?!”

Akari, startled, lowered her head slightly to look down. Below the crown of Yuu’s head, she saw his flushed earlobes and small shoulders rising and falling rapidly.

And in her hand, she felt a presence swelling even more fiercely and pulsating violently.

“What’s wrong, Akari? What’s happening?”

“N-nothing! Yuu, um, suddenly said his stomach hurt! Anyway, we’ll be done and out soon, so wait in the living room.”

Akari, having frantically made excuses to Daiki, whispered to Yuu’s ear in a very small voice, almost just mouthing the words.

It was an awkward kindness, quite unlike her previous tenderness, mixed with hesitation, confusion, and an unknown heat.

“…Yuu, don’t hold it in, it’s okay to let it out. Once you do… this pain, and the strange feeling, will all disappear. Nuna… Nuna will take it, okay? It’s all right to… let it all out. Understood?”

She gripped the hot, firm object again and began to move it up and down quickly.

She was stimulating her younger brother’s penis with her hand, inducing ejaculation.

Even though it was an act clearly outside the bounds of normalcy, Akari couldn’t stop.

No, she herself didn’t know if she even intended to stop.

Just the instinctive thought that she had to comfort her younger brother before her.

And the desperate desire to quickly end this forbidden situation.

“Hoo. Haa.”

Akari unconsciously made a peculiar sound as she stimulated Yuu’s.

Yuu’s body swayed greatly once again, signaling that the end was near.

“Hoo…! N-Nuna… I, I really… can’t hold it anymore…!”

“It’s okay. You can let it out. Let’s let it all out, every last drop, into Nuna’s palm, okay?”

“Kugh!”

Finally, Yuu’s small body trembled violently as if convulsing, and a hot, thick fluid poured into Akari’s palm.

A sticky, somewhat fishy, rich male scent strongly wafted up.

Splatter. Splish. Squirt…

Akari gently stimulated Yuu’s penis until the ejaculation completely ceased, unconsciously letting out lewd sounds from her mouth.

Once the ejaculation was entirely over, Yuu slumped down, resting his head against Akari’s chest as if it were a cushion.

“I’ll wait in the living room, Akari. I’m hungry.”

Meanwhile, Daiki, completely oblivious, walked away from the bathroom without any particular suspicion.

As his footsteps completely faded, a heavy silence returned to the bathroom.

Akari stared blankly for a while at the white, viscous fluid smeared on her hand.

It was an unbelievable amount and concentration, considering it came from such a small body.

The pungent, somewhat fishy smell and the lingering hot sensation seemed to awaken her to reality.

“Haah. Haah.”

Suddenly, an image of Daiki’s passed through her mind.

Even he, who was clearly much older than Yuu and had a firm, athletic body, had never released such a quantity.

‘…What am I thinking right now!’

Akari shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the impious thoughts.

However, the emotion that had already blossomed did not subside easily.

Thump.

At that moment, an indescribable, unfamiliar heat began to swirl and slowly bloom deep within her chest.

It was a fragment of emotion too dangerous to be mere curiosity, and too hot to be pity.

****

By now, the steam in the bathroom had gradually thinned, but Akari’s cheeks were still flushed.

She made an effort to act normal, helping Yuu’s slumped small body to stand up.

Then, with lukewarm water from the showerhead, she thoroughly washed away the traces on his body, her hands, and her thighs.

Yuu meekly let Akari do as she pleased.

“Nuna, thank you. Thanks to you, the pain completely disappeared.”

“U-uh. It’s a relief that you’re okay now.”

Akari replied awkwardly and wrapped Yuu’s body in a large bath towel.

Even as she dried him with the towel, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Yuu’s limp legs.

Despite having climaxed once and losing its vigor, it still fiercely flaunted its presence even in that state.

At the object, which almost looked sinister, she once again felt dizziness along with an unknown fear.

“Um, Nuna.”

“Yes?”

“If… if I hurt like that again later… can I… can I ask Nuna again then?”

A voice tinged with pure anxiety, and somehow, a desperate plea.

Akari was momentarily speechless.

The small warmth clinging to her back and the voice penetrating her ear simultaneously evoked a strange guilt and an unknown tremor.

“…Uh, th-that.”

Akari parted her dry lips.

She should have refused.

She should have firmly said that this wasn’t normal.

But she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

“…Let’s think about that when the time comes. For now.”

An ambiguous answer, neither affirmation nor denial.

But Akari also knew.

The slight possibility she had left open with that one remark.

As she dried Yuu’s hair with the towel, a sense of foreboding about the future her answer might bring, along with…

…a dangerous anticipation, as if she had slightly opened the door to something forbidden, enveloped her entire body simultaneously.