—KNOCK! KNOCK!
«Who is it...?» Rika asks lazily. Someone has knocked on her bedroom door.
She's lying on her bed wearing the thigh-high tights of her school uniform and a long white T-shirt that nearly covers her entire butt—her white panties peek out from underneath. She's completely immersed in reading a thick book with a purple cover and metallic black patterns.
«Who do you think it is? There's only three of us in this house, and Hakuto went out to buy groceries for dinner!» comes Yuzu's voice from the other side—right before she pushes the door open, as if the concept of privacy simply didn't apply to her.
And yes—Rika does take her privacy seriously. So seriously, in fact, that she made both her sister and their mother swear to always knock first.
«What do you want?» Rika mutters, clearly annoyed, still not taking her eyes off the book.
«Do I really need a reason to hang out with my sweet, precious big sis?»
«Yes.»
«Ugh... FINE, I'M COMING IN!»
Yuzu doesn't even finish the sentence before leaping onto her. She's dressed almost the same—oversized T-shirt and panties—but hers are black, and she isn't wearing tights. She lands on Rika's back and sprawls out on top of her, her large breasts squished against Rika's shoulders.
«Can't you see I'm studying...?» Rika groans, flipping to a yellowed page filled with strange geometric shapes and ancient-looking symbols.
«Wow, you're already this far?! You're amazing, big sis!» Yuzu gasps in awe, noticing Rika has read more than half the book.
«No, you're just a slacker...!» Rika huffs, closing the book and setting it on the nightstand. «Just tell me what you want so I can get back to studying in peace. And move your boobs—they're heavy!»
Without answering, Yuzu sits up and then drops down directly onto Rika's soft butt, bouncing up and down like she's on a hopper ball. Hard enough to make the mattress—and her boobs—bounce along with her.
«Y-Yuzu...stop it...!»
«Being a woman is great and all, but honestly, there are moments when I really wish I had a nice big dick... and this is one of them!»
«Y-You... y-you did not just... you seriously have no shame!» Rika stammers.
Then Yuzu stops bouncing. She presses her hips down into Rika's butt, grinding slowly at first, then with increasing intensity. The rubbing motion grows faster, and so do Rika's soft, helpless moans.
«Why do you keep rejecting your true nature, big sis?» Yuzu's voice shifts—no longer playful, but serious. Her tone is full of pain. «Until you accept it, stuff like what happened yesterday at the swimsuit shop, in the hallway at Tsugumi... won't stop. It'll just keep getting worse! I can't keep living with the fear that something awful might happen to you just because you refuse to see the truth! That fat creep today—what if it's someone even worse next time?! I can't just sit and watch that happen! I won't just stand by and do nothing while my big sister keeps putting herself in danger over and over!»
Yuzu's crying now. Big, heavy tears splash onto Rika's back as she keeps grinding against her, her voice shaking from desperation. «Even if I have to force you, I'll make you do it... We already lost our father... I don't want to lose you too!»
«Yuzu...»
Rika slowly rolls onto her back—Yuzu now straddling her from above. She reaches out, grabs her little sister's shoulders, and pulls her into a tight hug. A warm, firm embrace filled with affection and understanding.
Yuzu's tears keep falling.
«Have faith in me, little sis,» Rika whispers softly, brushing away the tears from Yuzu's cheeks with her thumbs. «I'll find a way to fix this… without doing that. I promise.»
Then, Rika kisses Yuzu—a quick, delicate kiss on the lips.
«A... kiss?» Yuzu murmurs, blinking in surprise. «You do know what it means to seal a promise with a kiss, right...?»
«Who do you think you're talking to? Of course I know! As if I wouldn't know our ancestors' traditions!» Rika fires back, slipping back into her usual tsundere tone.
«Now go back to the living room—Hakuto should be back any minute—and close the door properly. For real this time!»
Yuzu jumps off the bed and salutes like a tiny soldier. «Yes, ma'am!» she chirps with a goofy grin, marching off with renewed energy.
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«Do you have any idea how huge of a favor you're asking me...? Just sitting here with you already puts me at serious risk—never mind if I actually went along with your request,» Vincent Carreaux says, looking straight at Shin.
Vincent is a tall, muscular man with fiery red hair, hazel eyes, and a rough, stern expression. He's sitting with Shin and Kagura in a private room of a luxurious three-story restaurant in Paris—though to be fair, it's more than just a private room. Kagura reserved the entire third floor to guarantee absolute discretion.
«Oh, come on, my dear Vincent. Don't tell me you're not willing to do a favor for an old friend. Now that you're the director of HESPARC's French division, granting my request should be a walk in the park,» Shin replies.
«You know better than I do what would happen if anyone found out I did something like that. Best-case scenario, I end up like you, Shin Tendo—or rather, the ex-director of HESPARC's Japanese division. Worst-case scenario? They might just bring back the guillotine.»
«If you're just scared of losing your job, that's not a problem!» Kagura cuts in. «I probably don't need to remind you, but I've got more than enough money. I'm already supporting Shin and his son—one more mouth to feed won't change a thing.»
«When you put it like that, it sounds awful, you know? You're making me look like some freeloading hobo…» Shin mutters.
«I'm sorry, but I can't help you. Thanks for the dinner.»
Vincent begins to rise from the table, but Shin stops him. «I figured you'd say that, so I've got another favor—something a little... less compromising.»
«What is it?»
«Your daughter—Chantal Carreaux—is the same age as my Hakuto, if I'm not mistaken, right?»
«Yes, and so?» Vincent replies.
«The daughter of the French division director can't possibly attend a public school, and private schools are pretty expensive these days—especially the prestigious ones.»
«I've told you a thousand times to stop beating around the bush. Get to the point!»
«Alright, alright… you've gotten even gruffer than I remembered, you know…? As a member of the Carreaux family, Chantal is surely following in your footsteps, so… I'd like you to transfer her to the same high school as my son and Kagura's daughters. Of course, room, board, and tuition fees will all be covered by us. I'm sure Hakuto and Chantal would be thrilled to see each other again after almost six years and would have plenty to learn from each other—especially with parents like us.»
Vincent sits back down, narrowing his eyes at Shin with suspicion. «What are you planning?»
Shin smiles. «I'll tell you now.»