Chapter 9 – Massage All the Way to the Core of the Body
Suzuha has been coming home late recently.
I guess it’s because she became an officer of the student council of the Strongest Royal Female Knight Academy.
I heard that it is unprecedented for a first-year student and a commoner to be appointed as a student council officer. I’m proud of my sister.
That’s all well and good, but…
“I’m home, Nii-san.”
“Welcome home, Suzuha. Today’s dinner is grilled mackerel, pork shabu-shabu, and grilled tube-shaped fish cake.”
“”Wow~~””
“…Yuzuriha-san, if you’d like, you can join us.”
“Hmm, is that so? Well, I guess I have to take you up on your offer.”
No, Yuzuriha-san, you said “Wow” with Suzuha.
Unable to retort against the nobleman, I gave a vague smile and tried to dodge the situation.
“By the way, Yuzuriha-san, have you ever eaten grilled mackerel?”
“Not at home. But Suzuha-kun’s older brother’s food is always delicious, I always look forward to it. I apologize.”
“No, no, you take care of Suzuha every day.”
Well then, as for why Yuzuriha-san has been coming to our house lately, it seems to be because of something like this, according to what the two of them said:
…Well, aside from the first two, I don’t think it’s necessary for Yuzuriha-san to escort Suzuha.
I think Suzuha, no matter how battered she is, can fight back a mob or a civilian soldier who surrounds her.
“Look, Suzuha-kun’s older brother, Suzuha-kun definitely needs to be escorted home, okay?”
“Is that so?”
“Even if Suzuha-kun can usually go easy on her opponents, if she’s exhausted and worn out, she won’t be able to go easy on them.”
“…Ah… I see…”
“If she ends up having to take out a bunch of attackers, it’ll be a huge hassle to explain everything to the security guards. It’ll be really troublesome, you know?”
Yuzuriha-san gazes into the distance with a distant look.
She seems to remember something she doesn’t like. She must’ve experienced that.
Yuzuriha-san, you got into trouble for that, didn’t you?
Well, Yuzuriha-san could be targeted not only by molesters and thugs, but also by assassins. So I guess it couldn’t be helped…?
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Yuzuriha-san ate grilled mackerel, a dinner for the common people, saying it was delicious. She even had a second helping.
The problem is that afterwards…
Yuzuriha-san looked at me as I massaged Suzuha.
“Stares…”
“…Um…”
“Stares…”
“…Yuzuriha-san…?”
Frankly, it’s hard to do this when she’s staring like that.
I’m very aware that this massage doesn’t look good.
It looks as if I’m sticking my fingers up Suzuha’s anal hole in order to give her inner muscles a complete rubdown. To be precise, it’s a little different though.
“…U-Um… Is there anything you want to say…?”
“T-That’s not true! It’s not true at all! I don’t even remotely think that I want Suzuha’s older brother to massage me to the core of my body or anything like that!”
“I-I see…”
Then I wish you wouldn’t look at me so regretfully.
