“Onii-san, now that we’re lovers…”

“It’s just a trial, right?”

“Although it’s just a trial, a lover is still a lover. So I would like you to change the way you call me.”

“Change the way I call you?”

 

 We are still in the living room.

 Shiori-chan was still entwined with me and suggested that we change the way we call each other.

 

“Yes. Something that’s like what lovers call themselves… such as calling each other ‘darling’ and ‘honey’!”

“This is Japan. No one calls each other that.”

“How about a nickname?”

“Nicknames you say… I’m not really good with nicknames.”

“Then call me out.”

“Call you by what?”

 

 When I tilted my head and ruminated, Shiori-chan smiled and nodded her head.

 

“Yes. From now on, call me Shiori. I feel like Shiori-chan is too distant.”

“I don’t think that’s true, but…”

“Is it not okay?”

 

 Isn’t it a foul play to look up at me like this? 

 Shiori-chan’s eyes moisten and she has a sad expression on her face like an abandoned puppy.

 

 When she looks at me like that, there’s nothing I can do. Even if she asks me to do something terrible, I’m sure I’ll accept.

 

 I coughed once and turned to Shiori-chan.

 

“All right. But there’s one condition for me to call you that.”

“Condition?”

“Let’s get away from me for a while. Even if we’re lovers, we’re a little too close.”

“Yeah, but then I wouldn’t be able to put my chest on Onii-san’s arm.”

“…That’s the problem!”

 

 I tried not to notice, but I guess I was right. No, more than that, the problem is that Shiori-chan was doing it intentionally.

 

 Isn’t this girl more than aggressive, isn’t she a slut? 

 

“Onii-san, you’re pretty naive, aren’t you? How cute~!”

“Don’t make fun of me. Can I take it that Shiori-chan is used to this kind of thing?”

“What do you mean?”

 

 Shiori-chan replied with a question, the corners of her mouth slackening.

 Even though she’s in her second year of middle school, Shiori-chan is cute and innocent for her age. She seems to have a lot more experience in love than I do.

 Most of the time, she’s actively pestering me.

 

“Let’s see… It feels like you’ve been switching around men quite a lot─”

“……”

 

 Instantly, the light disappears from Shiori-chan’s eyes.

 She stared at me with her dark, sunken, lightless eyes. The pressure of her silence was incredible.

 

 When I choked up, Shiori-chan opened her mouth with a dark expression.

 

“Do I look like that?”

“No, you don’t look like that… It’s just that you’re aggressively trying to have skin-to-skin contact with me, and you seem to have a lot of experience.”

“I told you it was only Onii-san, didn’t I? I would never do this to anyone else. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, but I’ve never had a boyfriend other than Onii-san. I’ve always been devoted only to Onii-san.”

“…..I-I’m sorry for saying something strange. I lacked delicacy there.”

“I don’t want an apology, I want you to show some sincerity.”

“Sincerity?”

 

 When I tilted my head, Shiori-chan gently lowered her eyelids, “Mhm”, she said, thrusting her lips forward.

 

 Aside from the superficial impression of long eyelashes, Shiori-chan’s actions can only mean one thing. I blushed like a boiled octopus.

 

“I-It’s too early for that… Kissing is a bad idea.”

 

 I don’t think it’s a problem that can be solved with a trial run if you go that far.

 Shiori-chan puffed up her cheeks and let out a frustrated sigh.

 

“Onii-san has no backbone.”

“Ugh…”

 

 The directness of her words pierced my heart quite a bit.

 In fact, it’s a fact that I’m really unenthusiastic.

 

“What about you, Onii-san? Experience in love?”

“…No comment.”

“So I’m your first girlfriend. Eh~ Fuun~ Hee~”

“No, I’m not saying I’ve never had a girlfriend.”

“It’s okay, Onii-san, you don’t have to be so tough in front of me. There’s nothing to be ashamed of if you’ve never been in love before. Let’s learn from scratch together. We’re both first-time lovers.”

“S-Shiori-chan…”

 Eh, what’s with this girl, is she an angel? 

 She’s so sweet to me. Even though she’s younger than me, she’s showing me how receptive she is.

 

 Shiori-chan stroked my head with reassurance.

 

“I digress, but call me what you have to call me.”

“Oh, but you’d better get away from me first. Otherwise, I won’t call you that.”

“It can’t be helped. I’ll just leave you alone.”

“Alone?”

 

 Shiori-chan’s comment caught me off guard, so I asked her back. But Shiori-chan kept her face bright and smiling, and remained silent.

 

 Well, now that she’s left me alone, I guess I’ll have to make good on my promise.

 

 I cleared my throat and turned to Shiori-chan.

 

“Shiori.”

“Yes, Onii-san ♡”

“Ah, I just told you not to stick to me!”

“It’s fineeee. It’s not like it’s going to decrease your morality.”

“That’s not the point! It’s not right to be so clingy after we’ve just started dating.”

“Because I love you, Onii-san. I can’t stand it!”

“I mean, that’s not what we agreed on. You promised to leave me alone if I called you by your first name only, right?”

“That’s why I left you alone.”

 

 Shiori-chan clung tightly to my arm, her face beaming with happiness.

 

 I’m not sure how long I’ve had Shiori-chan’s favorability rating, but I don’t remember her having any particular flags just because I’m Yuzu’s older brother.

 

“I’m not going to call you that anymore if you quibble with me any further than this.”

“It can’t be helped. Then I’ll give up having you call me that.”

 

 Is she really giving up though…?

 I just wanted her to stop being so clingy.

 

 Anyway, I wonder why girls have such soft skin. I felt my body temperature rise and chanted a Buddhist prayer in my head to keep my reason intact.

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