Chapter 27

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 27

Chapter Title: 3.7 Family Harmony Above All

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"Heh. So the hero finally shows up."

"Waaah! Big bro!"

'See? Big bro came to save me after all! Naibusu, you liar!'

Hina. All men are liars by nature.

I interfere with Hina's mind through her reddened, swollen bottom.

I dial down the sadness and fear, crank up the joy and relief.

And from now on, treasure your big bro even more.

'Ah... Somehow, I feel relieved. My butt feels warm and happy.'

Idiot. It's not your butt that's warm—it's your heart.

I release the arm I was holding, and Hina crawls awkwardly behind Yuuki to hide.

"Hina, you okay?"

"Hic... Big bro, my butt hurts. Kiss it better."

Hina whines to her big bro with a teary pout.

Yuuki grits her teeth, watching her.

"Naibusu! That's too much!"

"Too much? What's too much? Spanking her butt?"

"Yes!"

"Far from it. Real pain isn't physical."

I stand up from the bed.

Yuuki and Hina both flinch side by side.

Heh. No need to fear, little girls.

I'm merciful. Except when dealing with perverts.

"Yuuki. Can you say the emotional scar you got hurts less than Hina's spanked butt?"

"...That's..."

"You can't. You'd rather take a spanking than relive that sadness, right?"

Yuuki falls silent.

Is she imagining getting spanked by me?

"Hina, the same goes for you."

"What?! Pervert! Die!"

'Pervert! Blondie! Thug!'

"Crying and moaning 'It huuurts~' just a minute ago."

"Wh-when did I?!"

"Perking up the second big bro shows up."

"Die!"

"Hina. Don't think your big bro will protect you forever. Regret comes too late after loss. Crying ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠won't help then."

"Hmph!"

'Nosy jerk! Not even part of my family!'

Why say this to Hina?

In the original game, she loses everything and regrets it, just like I said.

Sana leaves Yuuki and Hina due to circumstances.

Yuuki tries to protect Hina, but she becomes twisted after mom leaves, Hina soon pushes even Yuuki away.

Then Hina starts to hang with some bad friends... and things go south.

It was too late, she realizes her life is ruined, tries to return to big bro, but Yuuki's broken at that point, abandoned the women and family, after that they start shutting off emotionally.

Hina starts to regret her decisions, clings to bro, but...

"...Hina. Remember this butt pain. You'll thank me someday."

"Die! Get out of our house!"

"Heh. Too deep for a kid who doesn't even know life's pains."

"Pervert! Narcissist!"

'What a jerk! Maki, what's so cool about this guy?!'

Good thing I straightened her out ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠before she goes irredeemably off the rails.

Though her favorability toward me probably plummeted... It was rock bottom before, now it's at the negative core of the Earth.

Time to buy ice cream and grind them back up.

"Hina. Don't blame Naibusu too much. He did it for you."

"...Big bro?"

Yuuki places a hand on Hina's shoulder and speaks.

Well, on a grand scale, it was for Hina.

"Easy to forget in peaceful times, but danger can strike anytime. Like Dad—a family can be gone in a flash."

"...Big bro..."

"Naibusu lost his parents as well, so he knows. How sad it is to part from one's family. He's advising so you don't regret losing your family. Right, Naibusu?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure."

Dreams explained beat the dream itself.

Yuuki's words carry weight.

Hina raged at me, but now listens to me meekly.

'Don't wanna admit it, but that pervert gave bro and me a chance to reconcile.'

"...If big bro says so that far."

Hina rubs her red butt and glares at me.

"For big bro's face, I'll forgive you this once."

"I didn't apologize though? So there's no need to forgive."

"Never mind! I won't forgive you!"

"Naibusu..."

Yuuki gives a 'just once' pleading look.

"Hmph. Just for Yuuki, apology accepted this once."

"Rejected! No way!"

Hina growls from behind her bro.

Just like a kitten. Pretty cute.

"Anyway, Hina, how about a change of clothes first? There's nothing to see, but still."

"Huh?"

She's casually only in her panties and a bra.

Flat chest, no butt volume—kid-like. But should still be very careful around guys.

"Kyaa! Out! Pervert! Out!"

Hina screams, hurling stuff from her room.

I chuckle, telling Yuuki,

"C'mon, let's go, Yuuki."

"Hina, sorry. We're going."

The door handle's busted. Is that fixable?

As we exit, Hina ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠grabs Yuuki's gym uniform hem.

Wait, Yuuki's? No, mine, technically.

"B-big bro doesn't have to go."

"Eh?"

Hina! No mixed gender sleepovers!

But for siblings it's okay?

"...Girl talk..."

'Now or never for bro talk.'

Ah. Siblings and now sisters.

Fine then.

"Hina..."

Yuuki tears up, touched by the sentiment.

Hina is happy that she sees her as a girl.

Simpleton.

"O-oh, me too then."

"You out!!"

Only I get kicked out though.

I was a guest, yet I got sidelined.

Harsh.

"Naibusu."

"Ah, Sana."

Sana waits outside the door, misty-eyed from the reconciliation.

Ever pitiful. I want to hug her and give some comfort to her soul.

"Saw that, Sana? I told you to trust me."

I puff my chest, boasting my achievements.

School bullying and family strife—perfectly solved!

Call me Fixer Naibusu!

"Yeah. Auntie trusted only you. Thanks..."

Sana's reddened eyes show her gratefulness.

"And Sana, about last time."

"Ah..."

Perfect chance to tell Sana clearly.

That there's no need for that anymore.

I'm family now—no need to repay me like that.

'Naibusu... But there's no choice. I can't handle being alone. For both my home and the kids.'

"Naibusu, come here a sec? The kids might hear."

Sana grabs my hand and leads me to the master bedroom.

"Eh? No, Sana, that's not—"

I was pulled into Sana's room—hers alone since Kurosaki passed.

It smells like her.

-Click.

The door was locked.

It reminds me of prior acts with Sana.

My shoulders twitch involuntarily.

"S-Sana..."

...Why?

Why again?

I meant to refuse her.

But why can't I speak now?!

In the dim room.

Sunset shone through the curtains, lights Sana's body.

Too beautiful—my heart races.

"Ah... No, Sana. Really, there's no need for that."

I was tense, my words fail to come out.

Say it! I Scream inside.

But my body won't obey.

This trash game's compulsion.

"Sorry, Naibusu. Auntie was clueless?"

Sana looks tense.

She lifts her knit top from the bottom up.

I should've stopped her.

I thought of that, but I stared entranced.

Her incredible waist post having two kids, and a cute navel.

Jiggle.

Breasts freed from a tight top.

The modest white bra suited the chaste Sana; it was cute.

It hides her full, shapely breasts.

A simple bra can't hide the erotic allure.

My vow to refuse shatters to dust from the maternal tits shock.

'Dear... Forgive me... My body you've never seen, to my son's friend...!'

...Huh?

Did I mishear?

My Mind Rune has been glitching lately.

My sanity is probably corrupted. Needs a fix soon...

"Naibusu."

Sana's voice is close.

She's beside me on the bed now.

...Snap!

No time for daze!

"Sana. Don't. I didn't help jsut for this."

Finally I force my words out.

Remember, Naibusu.

Regret and guilt might come after an improper behavior with Sana.

I just can't hurt her more!

"...No. This is Auntie's sincerity. I want to... for you."

Her sweet voice tickles my eardrums.

I'm forced to recall my prior acts.

My last thread of reason melts.

Heart pounding.

Recalling Sana's warm hand on a childhood scraped knee.

Now she strokes my thigh—it was seductive and different.

"Auntie has one more favor, Naibusu..."

"F-favor?"

-Gulp.

My throat dry. My gut is hot. I was thirsty.

"Hina's troubled by her school friends..."

I knew from her mind.

In the next room, she's telling Yuuki this right now.

"Can you help again? Pretend to be Hina's bro instead of Yuu?"

"...Sana, that's tough."

Pretending be Hina's bro?

It was a sloppy plan—we'll be busted for sure.

We have a different voice, looks and even race.

I have bad rep at the Academy—Hina's friends will likely know me.

If I botched this; the fakeout will be worsen for Hina.

But Sana misreads my 'thoughts'.

"Please, Naibusu. Auntie will do anything..."

She thinks I want more payment.

Bra-clad tits press my arm, pleading.

My head is turning pink.

'Sorry, dear. But Auntie's virginity is worthless... For your kids...!'

Eh? Huh?

...Hmm.

Is the Mind Rune broken?

Virgin after two kids? Ha, no. Inner unicorn was becoming delusional.

...But.

Delusion or not, it's irrelevant.

Solving Sana's sorrow.

Restoring the smiles to the Kurosaki women.

That's my purpose here!

"Sana! Don't worry! I'll handle it!"

Grabing her slender hand and I declare.

No impure intent—my pure vow.

"So don't make any more sad faces. Trust me and wait!"

"Naibusu...!"

Sana looks up, moved.

Seeing her happy face was enough reason to help Hina.

Just wait, Hina!

I'll help!

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3.7-2. Mother's Heart #2

"Sana! Don't worry! I'll handle it!"

I grab her slender hand and declared.

No impure intent—my pure vow.

"So don't make such a sad face. Trust me and wait!"

"Naibusu...!"

Sana looks up, moved.

Seeing her happy face is enough reason to help Hina.

Wait, Hina!

I'll help!

...So I resolve alone.

-Squish.

"Naibusu. Thanks."

"S-Sana?!"

Sana presses my hand to her breast.

Squish squish.

Hina's melting softness dissolves me and my resolve to help, I didn't want to sadden Sana as my oath. Yet my will was weaker than rain-soaked sugar.

"...Auntie's breasts... do with it as you like."

"Ugh..."

It was too sweet of a temptation—I couldn't resist.

'I can't be shy. If he knows auntie's first time, he'll laugh. Relax and lead maturely!'

"...Bra off... but no laughing?"

I dazedly, watch Sana unhook her bra.

Sana. No. My reason can't hold.

But my words swirl unspoken.

Her bra hook releases.

Jiggle—was that a hallucination?

With the seal broken, the breasts were now free.

-Plop.

The large bra hits the bed.

"...Well? Auntie's is still usable?"

Sana shrinks shyly, bravely exposing her body.

"Ah... B-beautiful..."

Beautiful.

I was speechless beyond that.

With the pair freed—I saw it's perfect size and shape.

Rocket-tip nipples acts as the perfect crown.

A healthy tan on the nipples, not too big/small.

I heard nipples darken post-breastfeeding.

Was Sana's unused? Or eroge cheat gives eternal nipples?

'Good. He likes them... I'm embarrassed, but a bit confident now.'

I love it! No man wouldn't!

It's frustrating I can't shout it out.

"Naibusu, touch them?"

-Gulp.

The tension chokes me.

Can I really?

It was silly—I groped over clothes before.

But the virgin tits Kurosaki never touched—to me and not to her husband?

...Wait.

Is it even possible?

A wife with these, untouched breasts?

The eroge settings is too broken.

'He's Hesitating, was him saying 'Beautiful' fake? Maybe he's secretly disgusted by auntie's tits...'

-Grab!

On impulse—I grab both tits.

I can't dally after hearing her sunken mind.

"Nnh...!"

Sana winces in pain.

"Ah, sorry Sana. I was too excited..."

I apologize verbally, yet my hands knead nonstop. Can't stop.

Mysterious physics pulls my hands.

"...Nnh, no. Touch as want. Your reward for your efforts..."

"Ugh... Sana...!"

Her words stab my conscience.

Sana sacrifices her body for kids as a mom.

To the lecherous thug Naibusu.

Brutal reality hits my chest.

How am I different from those hated abusers?

Hurting Sana, betraying Yuuki, Hina!

I scold myself, but my hands ridiculously keep kneading. I want to slap my own head.

Squish. Her tits deform to my finger's pressure.

"...Naibusu. How does auntie's tits feel directly?"

"Great, Sana. Too good, I can't stop."

I feel her breathing ragged unpleasantly.

I know, I can't control Sana impulse.

'Naibusu has an innocent side. Too mature sometimes, but Yuu's friend.'

"...Naibusu, auntie promised something better next time right?"

With a playful tone.

Sana's hand strokes my crotch over my clothes.

"Ah... Sana...!"

Electric jolt up my spine.

I was already hard from the tits, yet it swells even more.

'Ah... Big. It's fifferent from cucumber. Can I practice like...?'

...Cucumber? Practice?

Sana... what practice?!

Sana hesitates, undoes my belt and drops my pants.

'Bigger than last time. Don't panic. Be mature, relax and take the lead...!'

"Auntie, will use her mouth this time..."

-Twitch!

Her words alone nearly make me cum.

"S-Sana..."

Eyes lock on her plump pink lips.

I can't stop surging with anticipation.

Her pure lips, flower-butterfly like—really for me?

"Auntie hasn't done this in a long time... so I might be awkward maybe..."

"Mmph!"

-Smack.

Her tongue and lips touch my glans.

Her warm soft lips. Sucking pressure and her tongue tip zap my tip.

"S-Sana... Ah...!"

Lips engulf halfway down shaft.

Unbelievable pleasure pierces my spine to the brain.

Her hand was good, but her mouth is incomparable.

'My jaw aches, but this is better than I thought... Ack! Bigger?!'

I hear her panicked mind.

I hear her sensitive part linked deeper in detail.

'Dear... Forgive me giving my first meant for you to another...'

Swept by Sana's wave mind.

I sink into her mind.

Deep, deeper—

In the deapths of her memory sea.

In the oldest memory: I saw the family elder from young.

-Finally, the imperial family has axquired a Rune Holder.

...Imperial?

Japanese royals?

Sana's imperial blood?

-Prepare for the divine descent. Post-junior high, pair with a suitable family's Rune Holder.

Divine descent? Pairing? Like animals. Damn Japs.

-Imperials must set an example. Minimum of two kids, have them ASAP.

What? Now it's getting ugly.

Please.

No.

Don't want Yuuki and Hina unwanted.

-Sana. Sorry.

-Kurosaki...

The husband was chosen: a familiarly young Kurosaki.

Young and handsome.

Yet sana was not thrilled.

Was it a forced marriage resentment? 'My body is yours, but not my heart!' vibe.

Unwanted bond tied traditionally.

But a picturesque couple outside.

Inside: I feel Sana's gloom, sadness. Kurosaki's stiff face was unhappy too.

-Sana. If this is unwanted...

-No. As an Imperial daughter. For Japan and the throne.

Her first night: brave words, yet her mind screams sorrow, resentment.

-...Sana. Maybe I need time for me too.

Kurosaki senses this and retreats.

Sana was relieved, yet mocks his weakness.

Sana had this side? She kinda feels youthful.

-No kid yet?

That elder again.

I hate him.

-I said conceive immediately. Delaying will weaken Japan.

-...Sorry.

-Fine. Prepare IVF.

Ah.

No way.

-Sorry, Sana.

-...

Sana speechless was now.

Poor Kurosaki... he was innocent...

-Sana. The surgery was success. A cute boy who looks like you.

Awake from anesthesia: the baby was out already.

C-section? Her belly felt flat, no birth feel.

-Just needed a womb filler? Propaganda kid for birthrate? The throne did it.

-Sana...

-She had no mother role. So it's not my son.

-...Yuuki... Dad sorry.

Ah, baby Yuuki. Cute.

Sana was still stubborn.

Next year.

No break, she had a second kid.

-Sana. The second is Hina.

-...

Still silent.

Kurosaki was stern to Sana.

-Sana. They werent born out of love, but the kids are innocent aren't they? Shouldn't the parents love them?

-Mama, ma~.

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-...Yuuki... Hina...

Sob.

Warmth spreads in Sana mind seeing kids.

Can't resist such cuties.

Sana was warm at her core.

Late parents now.

True couple before parents first.

Young Sana's walls were thick. The couple barrier unbreached.

One step each could have break it. But neither did.

Sana's immature mentally post-mom. Kurosaki was too kind.

Time passes.

Kids grow, Academy age.

Great Catastrophe monster surge.

-Hiroto...!

-Sana. I'll return.

Kurosaki drafted to fight. Sana was imperial blood, so she evac kids to the rear.

Ice thawed, it was one step to becoming a true couple.

Yet they split again.

-Hiroto, at least tonight...!

-No. Clinging regrets will kill. Leave with you as lingering—I'll return to your embrace.

-Hiroto...

-Sana. If I don't return...

-Hiroto! No! Promise return...!

-...If not... Give your first to a man protecting you and the kids. Embrace him as me.

-Hiroto...!

-Promise, Sana. Protect our kids. Let me go assured.

-...I'll Protect them. Their yours and mine, no matter what...!

-...Thanks, Sana.

-But... return. Hiroto.

-Of course. If I return, I'll embrace you tightly.

──With a lonely smile, Kurosaki leaves.

Never to return.

...Damn!

Who wrote this?!

Trash abuse by the game devs!!

Pure love intensifies abuse?! Fuck!!

"Mmph!"

...Ah!

The link breaks.

Sana spits out my dick.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

I felt like I emptied pleasure below my navel.

I came—inside her mouth.

"Ah, Sana. Sorry."

"Cough! F-fine, cough!"

My semen went down the wrong pipe, because of that she had a coughing fit.

My heart-wrench from a pure story to this.

This world's writer is demonic trash. Fuck.

Sana calms down after a long coughing session.

"Whew. Sorry, Naibusu. It's been a long time, so I slipped up."

Lies, yet she was still smiling.

I've confirmed her mind : no deep male relations.

Yet tears fell not just the coughs.

'Whew. I botched the end. Yet did it felt good? Did he noticed it first? That I was a disappoinent?'

I can't say anything to ruin her mood.

"Thanks, Sana. Felt amazing. Was that an adult's technique? You were so skilled, I'm shocked."

"R-really?"

It was a bald-faced lie.

'Whew. He didn't notice. The cucumber practice paid off.'

Cucumber practice... but I shouldn't rub it in.

"Then, Naibusu. Hina and Yuuki..."

"...Don't worry. Somehow I'll help them."

"Really?! Thanks! Naibusu!"

I've got no plan right now, but it wasn't an empty boast.

I pray that Sana's anxiety lifts soon.

And I wish Kurosaki's will would be meaningful.

"If this succeeds... next time, auntie will give you even more... maybe even something much better..."

She whispers while stroking my thigh.

I'm not an idiot—I knew what she mean.

But in her mind: she was still spewing husband apologies constantly.

"...Sana..."

My words fail to come out.

I vow inside: no touching Sana via a kid-hostage situation like a coward.

...Kurosaki.

I'll protect your Sana and kids.

Rest easy.

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3.7-3. Hina's Prince

Kurosaki Hina: A certified brocon.

Ever since she was a kid, no cooler man than bro—even now as a TS sis.

She was a princess in peril, who the great prince saves.

Yuu bro: Hina's prince.

"Heh. The hero arrives."

"Waaah! Bro!"

Again, her bro saves her the butt-spanks of the evil demon king.

A stinging sensation was felt when bro entered as it still lingers warm on her butt.

"Bro..."

Creep.

She sneaks into bro's room.

Bro and the demon was gone, but her heart still pounds tensely.

It's the first time she's 'stealing'.

Stealing an item with her bro's scent.

The good girl Hina would never have dreamed of this situation.

'Found it!'

Easy: bro's freshly shed gym uniform.

Gotta hurry back with it.

"Bro..."

Sis now? Still bro/prince in her head.

She rubs her face in the gym clothes.

With a deep inhale.

"Sniiiiff—."

Lungs filled with a man's scent.

The Quiffy fabric, the deep sweat.

She felt her butt still stings from the recent spanking.

"Haa... Bro..."

With her face buried, she lies on the bed.

Inhale, exhale.

Feels like she's hugged by bro.

"Bro... Bro..."

It was as if it's instinctual.

To relieve her swelling heart's frustration—her fingers move.

Below her belly, under the skirt, under her panties.

Hina touches a girl's forbidden spot.

"Ah...!"

A zap through her lower belly.

Mom said: no touching without a hubby, no touching it except while washing.

She knew it was wrong.

But doing bad things can feel good.

Instinct says, it's the only way relieve herself.

'Hina, being bad again?'

"Ah...!"

Flash: the butt-spanking demon king Naibusu grins and hugs her.

'Bad kids need to be punished?'

"N-no... Don't..."

She mutters desperately alone.

Don't grab, don't hold, don't spank.

But the fantasy Naibusu grabs her rough, hugs her and give lots of lap-sits spanks.

"Ah, aa... No..."

'What a cute butt? I'll love it thoroughly.'

He slaps her tender butt hard.

Smack, smack, smack.

The swells were cartoonish.

Her white butt was give palm-prints multiple times.

"No... It hurts... Stop...!"

She shakes her head—no stop it.

Smack, smack, smack.

"Nnh!"

'Huh? Hina's feeling pleasure?'

"No, no...!"

'That's no good. A lying bad kid needs to be punished right?'

His rough hand kneads instead of slaps.

"Aa...!"

Fear grows in her even more than the spanks—she couldn't resist.

Naibusu kneads her butt like dough-like mochi.

"Haat, aat...!"

'Hmm, what a good butt. No tits, but still usable?'

He grins while lewdly kneading.

"Naibusu, idiot... Pervert..."

She was at max rebellion: cursing him.

'Heh. Being rebellious makes you even cuter?'

Fantasy Naibusu was unlike the real one.

Like a bad male lead from a girls' trendy novel.

'Be my woman. I'll show you heaven.'

"No, I hate this... Stop...!"

That sweet smile tempts me.

Fingers lower from my butt.

"Ack...!?"

Touches the most secret place, the precious love spot.

Rough thick man finger vs. Hina's slim fragile girl finger.

"Ack, no, ack, aat...!"

Zap!

Electricity from her secret place paralyzes her body.

"Haat, haat, Nai, busu, idiot... No...!"

'What's this, Hina? Your mouth says no, but you're soaked here?'

"No, no... Aat!"

She shake her butt to escape—but the weak girl can't beat the strong Naibusu.

His hand relentlessly toys with her folds.

Circle over her panty further stimulates her flower.

the rough touch reddens her labia too.

"Stop, hate this, bro, bro...!"

'Heh. Too bad, Hina. Yuuki's not coming.'

Unlike reality where the prince saves her, her fantasy bro was absent.

Why? Why didn't he save me?

Powerlessly toyed with by Naibusu.

'Hina, be my woman. With Yuuki.'

"No, no, no...!"

He forces her chin up and kisses her.

Gentle vs. rough words and actions.

She shake her head—but it was followed up with more kisses.

"Mmph, mmph! No...!"

'Cute. Hina, be my woman now.'

"Aa... Naibusu..."

Lost in the sweet kissed.

Hand ceaselessly caress her folds between her legs.

"Ack, ack? Ack?"

Something is coming.

Fear and expection comes first from the sensations.

Her heart pounds.

What was coming ahead?

She shiver's with no end, after the electric sensation what will be the peak?

The fingers relentlessly chase after it.

And.

"Aat?!"

Something came.

Her ankle became wet like a tsunami crash.

"Aat──!!"

Her whisper in the room turned to a filling scream.

Not a zap.

But a lightning crash that shakes her body.

"Ut... Uu...! Ut...!"

She bite the gym clothes to mute herself.

If this leaked out and someone caught her bad deed.

Fear fills her minds her mouth blocked, she huddled tight.

Wait for her tsunami to pass as she huddled.

Finally the electric feeling fades.

As the peak passes, her senses return slowly.

"Haat, haat, haat...!"

She blinked with a dazed expresion, panting unsteadly.

A good exhaustion and relief feeling fills her.

"Haa, haa... Ack?!"

Panting hard, she spots the unbelievable text and yells.

'Naibusu Winzer' on gym clothes.

Not bro's—but Naibusu's!

"Wh... Why?!"

Shocked, she flings it away like filth.

"Ugh... Naibusu...!"

Her tiny fists shake, a grudge filled voice that calls its owner.

No wonder her fantasy bro didn't save her.

Bro shirt's would have him save her.

Touch and kiss surely bro would have done those.

All in her imagination, but her feelings defiled filled her with unfair rage.

But soon.

"..."

She fumbles, picks up the flung gym clothes.

Hugs it and go back to bed.

"Naibusu..."

Face bury again.

Not bro scent. Naibusu's.

The thick man scent aroma clouds her mind again.

"Ah... No... No...!"

Hand heads below again.

Knowing it's Naibusu's now.

She imagines him, and move her hand.

"Hate... Naibusu...!"

...Hina's first fap was endless.

"Naibusu...!"

Hina was oblivious.

Her heart's 'prince' slot: bro was tossed out, another man slipped in.

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3.7-4. A Girl's Heart

Sunset, night falls.

-Knock.

Outside Hina's door: now-sis bro, Kurosaki Yuuki.

"Hina. Seen my gym clothes from my room?"

Hearing the voice: Hina's body twitches.

"G-gym? N-no idea?"

She had an unnaturally shaky voice.

Yuuki was not suspicious.

"Weird. Where did it go?"

"M-maybe mom took it for laundry?"

"Maybe? Hm..."

Yuuki heads towards the laundry puzzled.

Hina inner self made a sigh of relief, the crisis averted.

Yuuki sought her clothes: But due to Hina's lie, it's not the in laundry basket.

"Weird..."

Why only this?

The mystery was unsolved.

She guessed it was Irrelevant.

-Gulp.

Tense swallow.

No watchers present—she gace glances around, pulls the gym from the basket to the room.

Level buff with full power: she moved with unseen lightning speed.

No witness.

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"Ugh... I really took it..."

She tears her hair over the bed-spreading the gym clothes.

She didn't hesistate in stealing at first, but now she had a deep sense of self-loathing.

"This... feels super weird, right..."

She can't understand her own actions.

Wearing Naibusu's clothes stubbornly, not washing them—but stealing instead.

"Argh~!"

She smashed her head at the bed edge vs. the bestie impure thoughts.

No pain was felt.

Aegis blocks all the damage.

Though it didn't block Naibusu's touch.

Subconsciously: Naibusu contact was not harmful.

"Man target... this... Aaa~~!"

Clutching her head, she roll around.

She can't hide it. Ever since she brought it to her room—it was over for her.

She now feels for Naibusu as a woman instead of a man.

Her own heart was uncontrollable—filling her with despair.

"If Naibusu knows... Ugh..."

He would despise her for sure.

If another man was being impure to her, she'd despise it too.

Though she can't stop it now.

Her spark turns to a wildfire that burns her body.

She admits deep down: her body and heart has turned into a woman now.

"Naibusu..."

I wanna cry.

-Dirty, gross, filthy.

Imagining Naibusu's disgust towards her body makes her feel torn apart.

She doesn't really wish for a deep relation with him.

Just being comfy friends together would make Yuu content.

But...

"Sniiiff..."

Can't stop this burning instinct in her chest.

The deep man scent from the gym clothes.

A faint woman scent mixed in as well.

"Ugh..."

Soft and mild, un-Naibusu-like.

Hers probably.

She wore back—her scent was natural.

Her scent in Naibusu's.

Meaning that was unbearable shameless, she writhe.

"...Naibusu would know, he's disgusted for sure..."

She loathe herself for sniffing her bestie's gym clothes.

But... she knows its gross, but just can't stop.

The new woman lust torments her nonstop.

Her womb ache from this?

Deep lower itch was constant agony.

When she was a man there were no desire to fap, less so when on a woman's body.

No complaints/ask—solo suffer.

Yet the pent up lust explodes this way.

"Huu... Ah..."

Thinner fingers probe below.

Through the awkward skirt and the uncomfortable girl panties—she inserts her hand.