Despite a slight sense of awkwardness, Masanojo greeted a refreshing morning.
After ultimately ejaculating a total of three times, he rubbed his now considerably lighter hips while feeling as if he had lost something important.
Well, he had actually lost a large amount of bodily fluid.
In contrast, Kyoka, who had devotedly taken care of him, now had a glossy face with increased firmness and moisture in her skin.
When she smiled at him, his heart skipped a beat, but ejaculating any more than this would definitely be bad, so Masanojo did his best to keep a calm mind.
As part of the morning checkup, a doctor visited Masanojo’s room.
After a light examination, she informed him of today’s schedule.
Apparently, he would undergo various tests at the hospital today.
Starting with blood tests and physical examinations, they would even perform impressive-sounding ones like CT and MRI scans.
Masanojo, who had never undergone a full battery of tests before, was surprised by the number of items, but considering he had been bedridden until recently, he could only accept it as necessary.
After being told the schedule, he waited in the room until the tests began.
Then a visitor arrived.
“Good morning, Masano-chan!”
It was his mother, Emika.
She entered the room with a huge smile and immediately hugged him tightly.
“Ah, Mom!”
“Ahh, I’m so glad!
You’re awake, Masano-chan!
It really wasn’t a dream!”
Emika exploded with happiness.
While a bit confused by her intensity, Masanojo accepted it — of course a mother would be this happy that her son had regained consciousness.
Then he suddenly noticed a figure standing at the entrance of the room and turned his gaze toward it.
There stood a cute girl who looked around twelve years old, with her hair in twin tails.
Recognizing her face, Masanojo spoke her name.
“Ririka…?”
Her name was Ririka.
Kasumi Ririka, Masanojo’s little sister.
Seeing her face filled him with nostalgia and relief.
In this world with its insane gender ratio, his father’s very existence had disappeared.
Somewhat shaken by the loss of family, Masanojo had been anxious that the rest of his family might vanish too.
His mother was fine.
But what about his little sister Ririka?
She was female, so there shouldn’t be any problem.
Even so, the anxiety hadn’t completely disappeared.
But now that he could clearly see her standing there, Masanojo felt genuine relief as that worry was wiped away.
“Ririka!”
“A-Ah…”
Masanojo called her name loudly.
The girl who had been called slowly approached, her mouth trembling.
“A-Ah…”
“Yeah, that’s right!
It’s your big brother!”
He spread both arms wide with a smile, ready to welcome her.
Ah, how nostalgic.
A long-awaited reunion with his little sister.
Long-awaited sibling skinship!
“Come here!
Ririka!”
With a full smile, Masanojo called her name and spread his arms wide for a warm hug.
“Ririkaaaa!!”
“A-Aaaahh… Onii-samaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!!!”
Who the hell is this?
“Onii-samaaa… Onii-sama… Onii-sama… Onii-samaaaa…”
The girl jumped into Masanojo’s chest and clung to him.
Large tears streamed from her eyes, her face bright red, as she pressed her head against his chest, sobbing and repeatedly calling him “Onii-sama.” This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
Let me say it again.
Who the hell is this?
Faced with an unknown girl clinging to his chest, Masanojo’s thoughts completely stopped.
He couldn’t understand the phenomenon in front of him.
“Onii-sama… Onii-sama… Masanojo Onii-samaaa…”
This girl was calling Masanojo’s name and addressing him as her older brother.
But Masanojo had no memory of having a little sister like this.
His little sister called him “Aniki,” and whenever he got close she would mercilessly kick him while shouting “Don’t come near me!” If he spread his arms and said “Come here!” she would throw a face punch while yelling “You’re so gross!”
That was what his little sister Ririka was like.
No matter what, even if the heavens and earth flipped upside down, she would never call him “Onii-sama,” and she would never jump into his chest like this.
When Masanojo had called her name and spread his arms, it had been with the expectation of the usual “You’re so damn creepy!” insult — a kind of established routine.
Yet somehow, instead of a powerful punch or kick, what came back was a passionate hug.
The development had completely gone off the expected track, leaving Masanojo unable to move at all.
“Onii-samaaa… hic… hic… Onii-samaaa…”
“Um… Ririka…-chan?”
“Hic… Yes, I’m Ririka… hic…”
“My little sister… Ririka-chan?”
“Yes!
Hic… I’m Onii-sama’s little sister Ririka… hic…”
Apparently there was no mistake — this was indeed his little sister Ririka.
But this was…
“Hmm…”
Masanojo was confused and bewildered.
This girl was almost certainly his little sister Ririka.
But she was so different from the Ririka he knew that he simply couldn’t accept it easily.
“Hic… hic… Onii-sama…?”
Noticing his confusion, Ririka lifted her face and looked up at him with teary eyes.
Yes, this face was definitely the Ririka he knew.
Her mannerisms weren’t very Ririka-like, but her build and facial features were unmistakably those of his little sister.
But still…
“Ugh…”
Faced with the gap between the reality in front of him and the memories inside him, Masanojo frowned.
Seeing that, Ririka’s eyes filled with tears, and she spoke to him while sobbing.
“U… uuuu… O-Onii-sama… d-does… Ririka… make you… hate her…?”
“Huh?”
“Uuu… Y-You’re making such a disgusted face… Onii-sama… d-does… Ririka… make you… hate her… hic… do you hate me…?
Hic…”
“N-No, that’s…”
“I-I… I’m… Ririka is… j-just… an annoying child… to Onii-sama… right…?”
“No, th-that’s not it…”
“R-Ririka is… an unwanted child… hic… right…?
Hic… hic… aaaaaaahhhhhh!!”
Unable to hold it in any longer, Ririka buried her face in the bed and began wailing.
The idea that her beloved older brother hated her, that she was an annoying and unwanted child, was too much.
She could no longer maintain her composure and could only cry and scream.
Of course, Masanojo had never rejected her, but in Ririka’s mind that was how it felt, so there was no helping it.
For a sensitive young girl, being rejected by her beloved older brother was nothing short of despair.
Faced with her loud sobbing, Masanojo fell into a severe panic.
He had never once seen his bold, always-picking-fights-with-her-brother, tomboyish little sister cry so openly without any regard for appearances.
Confronted with such an impossible phenomenon, he had no idea what to do.
“U-Um, that’s not it, it’s not like that…”
“Uwaaaaaaaaaahh… uwaaaaaaaaaaaahhhnnn… aaaaaaaaaaahhhnnnnn!!”
“Ugh… ah… ahhh damn it!!”
Finally reaching his limit with a situation beyond his capacity, Masanojo forcefully pulled the crouching Ririka up from the bed, drew her small body close, and hugged her tightly. New chapters come out on g.com first.
“Fueeh?”
“There’s no way I could ever hate Ririka-chan!
You’re such a cute, precious little sister — my one and only important little sister!
There’s no way I could hate you!
If anything, I love you!!”
“…Hic… R-Really?”
“Yeah, really!
I love, love, love, love you!!”
Words he would never say to the real Ririka.
But the desperate Masanojo continued without caring.
“I love Ririka more than anyone else in the world!
I’m truly happy to be Ririka’s older brother!”
If he had said that to the Ririka of his original world, he would definitely have been cursed out with “That’s way too creepy!” But the Ririka of this world accepted his words purely and sincerely.
“Hic… R-Really?
Ririka is your little sister… and Onii-sama… is happy?
Hic…”
“I’m happy!
I’m happy that Ririka is my little sister!
Thank you for being born as my little sister!!”
“Hic… R-Ririka is… hic… also happy to have been born as Onii-sama’s little sister… hic…”
“Ririkaaa!!”
“O-Onii-samaaaaaaaaaahh!!”
And so the two shared a warm, affectionate hug as loving siblings.
(What the hell is this…)
Faced with a development that felt like watching a poorly made third-rate drama, Masanojo’s spirit was thoroughly worn down.
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“Hehe… Onii-samaa…”
“What is it, my dear little sister?”
“No, it’s nothing.
Fufu… Onii-samaa…”
Ririka rested her head on Masanojo’s shoulder and called him in a sweet, cat-like voice.
In return, Masanojo looked at her with a gentle, warm gaze.
To anyone watching, they looked like a perfectly harmonious pair of siblings.
Inside, however, Masanojo’s spirit was being scraped raw.
Honestly, he wanted nothing more than to escape this place right now, but doing so would clearly lead to a disaster later, so he suppressed his true feelings and continued playing the role of a good older brother.
After a while of this, a doctor entered the room to prepare for the tests.
“…Is Onii-sama going away?”
Ririka made a sad face, but Masanojo gave her a bright smile so she wouldn’t worry.
“It’s just a few tests.
When I get back, let’s talk a lot more together, okay?”
Hearing that, Ririka replied with a full smile.
“Okay!”
She sniffed with her hand and went “Eheh” with a smile.
Seeing that expression, a certain memory flashed through Masanojo’s mind.
That appearance.
That nose-sniffing gesture was a habit the Ririka of his original world often did.
The original Ririka making a smug face and smiling “Hehehe.”
When the image of the original Ririka overlapped with the current one, Masanojo found himself smiling without realizing it.
Ah, I see.
Even if the worlds are different, Ririka is still Ririka.
She’s my little sister Ririka.
Realizing that, Masanojo’s expression looked somehow clearer and more at ease.
“Well then, I’m going, Ririka.”
“Yes!
Have a good day, Onii-sama!”