In my inquiry, your sister only gives you a look of surprise for a moment.

But you can pull in surprises right away.

"Pfft. That's a straight ball."

And zero a laugh that lights up, and you talk to me right away.

"- At first, I think I felt sorry for you. Sure, I cherished you as my sister, but it was pity that made you special. Unlike me, I'm less confident, and I may have seen you down there than anyone else who doesn't like to interact well with people."

A little, it was a shocking way of putting it.

It makes me a little sad that I was pitied by your sister.

But your sister will tell you the rest so you can follow her.

"But I felt sorry for you as I followed you with my eyes, and I felt like I wanted to help you - I was actually starting to feel superior that I was the only one special as I helped you and got inside my heart. A human being named me exists inside your mind who doesn't like to relate to others. I thought of that as something special. If I did, I wouldn't have felt sorry for you anymore."

That's what you say, and I'm horrified.

Exactly. Now you won't be pitied, I thought, but you can be sure by making that a clear word.

Your sister will continue to talk further.

"I began to feel even strange dignity when I thought, rather, that it was your heart, the feeling of fright in others, that made me special. That's why I thought your weakness was beautiful. I have to protect him. I have to save you. And while I was thinking about it, being by your side turned itself into something very honorable and loving."

And then there was this feeling of something touching my earlobes.

Apparently, your sister is grumbling my earlobes with her hands.

"I like it because it's weak, what a weird reason"

"Really?... Yeah, you don't."

Your sister reacts to the words I crushed like an objection.

"Things are more complicated. I don't like Fari because he's weak. [M] Reach out to get involved with someone, even if you can't talk well with others. I try so hard to do what I can because I don't have myself. That's not weakness, it's not strength... but I think it's something honorable. I like Fari like that."

And that's it - your sister has kissed my neck muscle.

I'm surprised, but I won't refuse.

I don't have any fear or rejection like the day I was forced to one day, rather I even feel comfortable somewhere.

"Don't you like it, Fari?

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine."

"So next time, can we do it here?

Your sister's fingers slowly peer over my lips.

At the same time, I felt like my chest was tightened by the touch of my lips.

"... Yes. I want you to."

"Thank you, Fari"

Keep it up, your sister will hold my body.

Be, but I will reposition.

Then I will just sit on your sister's lap and settle into a position where I will meet her face to face.

The height difference is also filled just fine, and I will stare at your sister from the front.

"Farri"

Your sister's, hot voice and breath touch your face.

"... n"

I closed my eyes.

I'll wait for your sister.

Slowly, there is a feeling of heat approaching, and the next moment - my lips will be wrapped in the heat of burning.

It conveys a very strong sense of comfort from the lips rubbing against something soft and hot.

I move my lips to meet my feelings.

Move it as if it were devouring to something that swept through my lips.

And when I opened my eyes, I found your sister's face there.

I kissed - I kissed.