Boku no Meikko wa Yandere deshita

"Oniichan, are you okay to wake up?

Leaning aside, she peeks into my face worriedly. What you can see in the dark is how close that distance is.

"Ma, Makoto!? Why are you next to me?

"Yeah, Nana-chan and onee-chan were having a fight when they said they were going to sleep next to each other. Meh! It seems that you understood when I said" ~ ". That's why I..."

That's Nana-chan's sister. The opposite of her personality, the sense of intimidation is perhaps more than Nana-chan's.

Looking down from the loft, Momoko and Nana-chan lay on the futon on the floor facing each other. Across the way, Jing-chan and Sasato...

"Um, Yoko doesn't seem to be here...?

"Um, while oniichan was asleep... Yoko's mom called a cab and left. Maybe Nana-chan told our mother something on the phone... Yoko's mom who heard it...

Nana-chan at the amusement park seemed pretty clean. But I can't believe I'm going to use my powers.

"Yoko, I was worried when I saw your face just before I left. Maybe he was crying a little. I'm sorry Nana-chan is like this.

Makocchan doesn't have to apologize, but it's a strange face that looks very sorry. I feel sorry for myself.

"But? You said you'd be back tomorrow. Until then, Yoko said," Yoko thought it was me. "

What I was handed over was probably my own pants that I brought with me. It's a cute bear print.

"Really? I'm relieved. I have to apologize to Yoko when I get back."

Put the towel on your forehead to wipe away the cold sweat.

"Ah!... that's my pants..." Oniichan, I thought you liked it... "

I had pants fetish set sometime. No, I'm actually happy.

"Sorry, Makoto, I've been worried so much about you. But it's really my fault about Nana-chan, so don't blame yourself.

Makocchan shrunk like a scared cat and stopped with her hand on my thigh. It's the opposite of Nana-chan's sister.

"Uh-huh, sorry oniichan... but at least until morning... until Nana-chan's asleep, I'll take care of her properly..."

When she looks up embarrassed, Makoto tries to take off her sweaty, wet trunk.

"Eh, Makoto!? What's going on?

"Because oniichan, you wanted to go to the bathroom, right? I was hoping I could help. And then I thought I was thirsty, so I got some water for you."

Well, what is it? It's just "I like to take care of you"? No matter how much Makoto says about Nana-chan's sister, it's not like that, right?

In the first place, sisters are the opposite of each other in these settings. Great... Makoto is the only one of my nieces I can count on! That's just Gika's daughter!

I'm relieved. I'm just going to stop getting my trunk down and finish getting off the loft. The moment Makoto accompanied me in front of the toilet, she gave me the glass of water that had been placed in the basin by all means.

"Ah, thank you, Makoto. You're really smart, aren't you? You can be a good wife."

Oh... I wonder? Thanks, oniichan. That water must be really delicious. 'Cause it's got my blood in it. "

Heh!? What did I just say?!?

"Yesterday morning, you licked my cut finger with your mouth. Because you like me... because my blood is delicious... you licked me, right? I haven't closed my wound yet, and when I push hard, I'm still bleeding out... I was hoping oniichan would be happy."

Makoto's smile, illuminated by the dim lights in the hallway, was pure and utter. But why? Nana-chan's phantom overlaps there.

"I won't tell Nana-chan or Yoko." I kind of like oniichan, too. "

The wounded finger was in my mouth, and when I let it go, a bloody yodare pulled the thread from my mouth.

Ah... Makoto. Are you...?