Chapter 48: How Unreasonable, Abbreviated as NTR

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I enjoyed the sushi, my belly was satisfied, and Jones-san had left again, still entangled in some complicated meetings.

The small apartment felt a bit more spacious, though it was still cramped with Ange around.

“Finally, it’s just us siblings.” 

“You’re sounding like an old lady, Ange. What’s up with that?” 

“Nothing really,” she said with a pout.

All that was left to do was take a bath and sleep. No late-night adventures for us.

“Well, go take your bath, Ange,”

“Okay,”

Ange agreed, heading off.

I can’t let Ange turn into a night owl. A chaotic lifestyle leads to chaotic relationships, after all. So, I sent her off to the bath.

The phone rang after Ange had gone in for her bath. It was Mitsuhide, the traitor!

“Hello, this is Honnoji.” 

“Yuuta! I’ve sent you so many messages, and you’ve ignored them all! Your blood is…” Mitsuhide ranted.

“Shut up! You traitor! Why did you tell Okutsu? He showed up at my university and caused a huge hassle! You stupid baldhead! Go die in a ditch!”

“I’m sorry.”

Ten seconds into the call, and I had already won.

“So, what’s with that idiot, Okutsu? I get that he’s pent-up, but seriously, his face and dick are thicker than steel, even though it’s just 9 cm. Shameless.”

“Yeah, so he did go after Kurebayashi-san. Huh? 9 cm?”

“Yeah. He showed up at the university and caused a scene. But he was promptly kicked out! Didn’t expect that, did you, Mitsuhide? His horniness was leaking all over his face.” 

“So, where is he now?”

“How should I know? Probably jerking off in despair somewhere.” I retorted.

It would have been better if he had a techno-break and saved me a lot of trouble. I hate guys with high vitality driven by their sperm brains.

“He wouldn’t have the guts to kill himself, but he hasn’t come back to our university.” Mitsuhide revealed.

“What?”

I was taken aback.

“His apartment is empty, and he’s not answering messages or calls. I thought you might know something…” 

“Maybe he’s been kidnapped and tortured by some black witch.”

“Seriously? He asked me to lend him some money before he disappeared. If he doesn’t come back, I’ll be out five thousand yen.” 

It serves you right for betraying me, I thought, but I didn’t say it aloud. Losing money because of betrayal seemed fitting.

But could he really have been kidnapped? Or is he just hiding somewhere? Next time I see Mrs. Kurebayashi, I’ll have to ask subtly.

I took my bath and felt refreshed, ready to sleep. I couldn’t let Ange sleep in a sleeping bag, so I offered her my bed.

“Are you sure, Onii-chan? We could sleep together in the bed.” 

“No way. It’s a single bed, and I don’t want to get kicked by you all night.”

“Hmph! I don’t kick in my sleep!”

“Sure, sure. It’s not cold anymore, so the sleeping bag is fine. Sleep well.” 

“Okay,” she replied as I turned off the lights.

In the darkness, just as I was about to drift off, Ange spoke softly.

“Onii-chan…”

“Hm?” I responded.

“Would you be happy if I became famous? Or…”.

“Is this about what Kenzaki-san said?”

“Mnn…”

Even without brotherly bias, I thought Ange had the potential to be popular if she entered the entertainment industry.

But her success wouldn’t affect my pride.

“Whatever path you choose, you’ll always be my cute little sister.”

“Really…?”

“Yeah.”

“As long as I can say ‘goodnight’ to you, that’s enough.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

She really is adorable.

“Goodnight, Onii-chan,” 

“Goodnight.” 

Suddenly, I felt incredibly sleepy.

“Tomorrow, let’s have coffee at Sumatabucks.” 

“…Okay…”

I agreed, drifting off.

***

The next day, we went out as planned and stopped by Sumatabucks Coffee.

It was crowded, being a Sunday.

“Hmm, what should I get? Oh, a new menu item… ‘Feraccino’? A banana and cream frappuccino—I’ll have that. What about you, Onii-chan?”

“I’ll pass on the weird stuff. I’ll have a Sperm Macchiato.” 

“Okay,” she said, going to order.

As I looked for a seat, I spotted Kojima-san alone in the café. Great, just what I needed.

She saw me too. This is just perfect.