Boku no Meikko wa Yandere deshita

--I didn't know where Nana-chan's excessive skinships would stop on her way home.

The princess's hugs always demanded intense tightness, such as shoulder cars and hugs facing each other.

Even on the train, I kiss everywhere at one pace every few seconds across my lap. Fortunately, there were few passengers, and even if they were seen, they could only be seen by parents and children who were too close.

Then we arrive at the apartment. Until the moment I grabbed the door knob, I honestly dragged the finish of that Nana-chan. Nana-chan's exciting love mode was heavy, but she was relieved to be free from the frozen Yandere of her spine.

Gacha!

The moment you open our door, you immediately see an unusual atmosphere.

First of all, even though it's midday, the blackout curtains are closed and it's almost dark. You forget to turn on the lights, take off your shoes, walk slowly and open the door in the room.

"Welcome back, oniichan"

With the light of the sun slightly plugging in, you can see that Makoto is seated in front of you. For some reason, there are no other signs, and there is some kind of clothing scattered around her... Is this my shirt or pants!?

"Wow!? - Ma, Makoto? Why are you making it so dark?

"You know what? Suddenly oniichan disappeared, and I was lonely and sad... That's why I let you smell and taste like this."

Wow... my used underwear!? If this were a man, it would be completely so... no, in a sense, it would be so much better if it were a picture of a young girl. When I tried to back off to a lot of trouble, Makoto slowly stood up and confronted Nana-chan holding her hand beside me.

"Nana-chan, you and oniichan had so much fun, right?

Suddenly Makoto crouched up Nana-chan's skirt and began sniffing her nose against the crotch of her pants soaked in my desire.

"... you don't have to tell me. This is oniichan's... smell of baby vegetables, right? I'm flattered...? I only smell pants and shirts, but my sister Nana-chan even smells like babies. Even though she's my sister, she's trying to stay alive.

Ko, ko, ko, kowi!! It's a different dimension of fear from Momoko and Nana-chan!!! Nana-chan was able to react to her sister's fear, but she was still standing upright and could only respond with a small voice.

"Makoto, you're not hanging out with your sister, are you? Onii-san keeps chewing, and whatever you do is fine. Just now, Yippie..."

As soon as I was about to say it, a loud voice echoed from the storage space under the loft.

"Oni-chan, really? You promised to give me all the baby ingredients.

Jing-chan's voice! Slowly opening the sliding door and peeking at her face, she had a sober expression that was not dark and clear, but never before possible.

"* Giggle * * Ojisan, I broke my promise with Asari, and I just played with Nana-chan * * and then I went on a night. * * I don't know, I don't even know how this feels. I love Ojisan, but as much as that, I think I want to... That's strange, right? * Giggle *"

Ahhh!!! Even that naive little Sara-chan! I seem to have crossed the line completely with a temporal desire.

"Oniisan should have told me to play with my crotch so much and chew." "Why do you think so much about oniisan, Nana-chan?" Why? Why? Nande?

Yoko looks up at me with a weepy little face. Is the erotic cartoons hidden in the storage space being held in both hands a sign of goodwill that was sincerely trying to embrace my sexuality even under these circumstances?

(Well, what do we do!? I thought you were angry, but I can't believe this type of anger is happening. I imagined you were going to slap me like a kid in the middle of a fuss!

Whatever you think, it's impossible to fix things with my power. Unexpectedly, Nana-chan's hand was shaking with force. At that moment...

"Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii I'm amazed at your courage, but what are you going to do about it? As you can see, my nieces are perfectly ill because of your brother.

Peaches were taking my back without any indication. At the same time as I was crushed with a razor around my ear, a sailor's clothes scarf was wrapped around my throat.

"It's my husband's real wish to wear my beloved new wife's scarf."

Momoko-san, are you serious?!

"Oneechan, do you know what oniichan's trick is?

"Instead, I got your address, your name and your phone number. That's what our store has to register for when you book!

"That means you can go to see him right away!?

"Well, if Nanaka is going to do that..."

"Wait", "Dear Sir". I knew that Nana-chan was a good-looking kid from the moment I saw her. I'll help you right away, okay? Then, this time, let's really be one.