Kawaikereba Hentai demo Suki ni Natte Kuremasu ka? Volume 14 Chapter 5

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Would You Be Able To Like A Pervert If They’re Cute?

In the classroom of class 3-B, Keiki sat on his new seat, located on the window side in the last row, one seat between him and the window. He received this seat during the seat lottery that happened during morning homeroom. It was a great seat to have, so when he cleaned up his physics workbook from the fourth period with a clear mind, he called out to the classmate sitting next to him.

“I’m surprised we ended up in the same class, Fujimoto-san.”

“Yeah, I was just as surprised.”

The girl who responded with a gentle voice was Keiki’s new classmate Fujimoto Ayano. She, the student council president, managed to snag the best possible seat, namely the furthest back on the window side.

“Not to mention that we’re seat neighbors. That’s a pretty impressive coincidence.”

“Since I can always recharge whenever I want, I’m perfectly happy with this.”

“I don’t plan on providing anything, okay?”

Even if he didn’t do anything, his scent naturally drifted around in the air near him. During class, he could hear some heavy breathing from the seat next to him, but he decided to ignore it.

“I’m glad you’re here, though, Fujimoto-san. I was worried since Shouma and practically everybody else ended up in a different class from me. I would have been sad if I had no friends in my new class.”

Although he didn’t expect the two of them to sit next to each other, he was lucky to have Ayano around.

“I’m happy that we’re in the same class.”

“Because you can recharge whenever you want?”

“Not just your scent. I like Kiryuu-kun.”

“Huh?!”

“You’re an important friend, Kiryuu-kun.”

“A-Ahh… that’s what you mean.”

Keiki almost suffered from a really bad misunderstanding. Unbeknownst to that, however, Ayano started to awkwardly glance around.

“I feel like a lot of people are looking at me today…”

“That’s because of your sudden image change, Fujimoto-san.”

“Image change?” Ayano-san seemed a bit bewildered.

Her two eyes, no longer hidden by her bangs, looked at Keiki in confusion.

“I mean, you put up your bangs with a hairpin today, right?”

“Huh?”

“Everyone is probably surprised to see both of your eyes.”

“Ah…?!” She made a shriek and pressed her hands to her face.

After that, her face turned as red as a tomato, and she looked up at Keiki.

“I was wondering why my view was so broad today…”

“So… it wasn’t an image change?”

“I didn’t have much time this morning, so I forgot to take it off after washing my face…”

“Yeah, with how long your hair is, I bet it’ll get in the way.”

That’s why she put her bangs up with a hairpin and came to school like that.

“I guess Fujimoto-san can be clumsy from time to time.”

“How embarrassing…”

This time, she covered her entire face with her hands. Even her earlobes were red.

“I’ll go fix my hair really quick.” She said and stood up from her seat.

She was probably planning on fixing her hair before eating lunch. However, presumably because she panicked a bit too much, the second she attempted to move from her chair, her foot got caught in the leg of her desk and she fell over.

“Kyaa?!”

“Careful!”

While sitting on the chair, Keiki embraced Ayano’s body in an attempt to stop her from falling. Luckily he was turning towards Ayano, making for an easier catch. Sighing in relief that she was safe, he called out to the girl in his arms.

“Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah… I’m sorry…”

“It’s fine.”

Since that made a loud sound, the other classmates around directed their attention at the two of them.

“President, are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

Ayano waved her hand, reassuring them that she was fine, and they returned to their lunch or conversations. Some of the boys made jealous gazes directed towards Keiki, but as this was a genuine accident, they didn’t say any more than that.

“Can you stand?”

“Yeah… Huh?”

When Ayano moved her body to stand up, she seemed to feel something and looked at Keiki.

“What’s wrong?”

“…No, it’s nothing. I’ll go fix my hair.” Ayano answered and quickly left the classroom.

“What was that about? Her face looked oddly serious there…”

Maybe he had some bed hair on his head?

“Well, whatever.”

That in itself was a question he would leave unanswered, but since Keiki felt hungry now, he instead directed his attention towards Mizuha’s homemade lunch box full of love.

That night, after Keiki finished washing his body, barely having sat down in the bathtub, his little sister barged into the bathroom.

“Sorry for the intrusion~”

“Huh? Wha, Mizuha-san?!”

Naturally, since this was inside the bathroom, both of them were completely naked. Mizuha hid the bare minimum with a towel in her hand, but she didn’t achieve much with that.

“I’m still in the middle of taking a bath, you know? Why are you just storming in like this?”

“Do you not want me to be here?”

“I mean, it’s not like I mind, but…”

“There’s no reason to be embarrassed after everything we’ve done.”

“I think you should develop your sense of shame some more.”

As expected of an exibitionist, she paid no heed to the fact that her older brother could see her naked. She simply waltzed through the room like a queen on the way to her throne. After that, she threw a glance at her boyfriend.

“Could you wash my hair?” She asked with a sweet voice.

“Yeah, yeah.”

Being relied on made Keiki happy, of course, and washing her hair might make them seem even closer as lovers. With that thought in mind, he stepped out of the bathtub and walked behind Mizuha. He sprayed water on her hair with the showerhead, and grabbed the bottle of shampoo. He filled his hands with lots of the pleasant-smelling liquid and gently started rubbing Mizuha’s head with it. Feeling good, the girl let out a faint sigh.

“How is this, dear customer?”

“It feels great.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” Keiki continued with the head massage.

Compared to a boy’s, her hair was a lot softer. Even though her hair strands were the same, they felt as smooth as silk as they went between Keiki’s fingers. Although his customer was currently naked in front of him, nothing felt too out of the ordinary since they had been doing this countless times since they were young.

“Nii-san, what’s your new class like?”

“It’s so-so, I guess. I spotted some people from my previous class, but the only person I can really talk with is Fujimoto-san.”

“I see.”

“It must be nice for you to have Shouma and Nanjou in the same class.”

“We’re practically the next class over, so you can eat lunch with us, you know?”

“That’s a great idea—Alright, I’m rinsing it off~” Keiki said, picking up the showerhead to rinse the shampoo off Mizuha’s hair.

After that, he used a small towel to dry her hair a bit.

“Alright, we’re done.”

“Thanks.”

“No biggie.”

“Then next up is my body, please.”

“I think you can do that yourself.”

Washing her body was way too much. It’d just ruin his sense of reason.

“Then another time.”

“…Another time?”

The girl seemed somewhat displeased and began washing her body on her own. Starting with her beautiful arms, she moved on to her shoulders and cleavage, followed by her armpits and stomach, until she moved through her entire body.

So Mizuha starts with her arms, huh…?

Unable to watch any more, Keiki averted his gaze and returned to the bathtub, lowering his shoulders into the water. Shortly afterwards, Mizuha rinsed off her body once more and stood up.

“Can I join you, Nii-san?”

“This bathtub is a bit too narrow for that, though, isn’t it?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Mizuha ignored his comment with a smile and entered the bathtub herself.

Keiki made some space for her, which made them sit facing each other. With the water rising as she entered, it thankfully managed to cover most of Mizuha, but even the cleavage shown from the water and her bare shoulders were stimulating enough. And as expected, an average family’s bathtub was too narrow for the two of them.

“Maybe this was a bad idea…”

“Then would this be better?” Mizuha asked and slipped between her older brother’s legs.

After that, she leaned her back against him.

“I’ve always wanted to do this.” She said and looked at Keiki. “How’s this?”

“Not bad. It feels like we’re an actual couple.”

“It doesn’t hurt to do something sweet once in a while.”

“But you’re always like this, Mizuha.”

When they were sitting on the sofa, she would always snuggle up to him. If they were reading books in the room, she would sometimes embrace him from behind. Even when laying next to each other in bed, she would look at him, brimming with desire for a pleasant head rub.

“Do you hate a sweet and clingy girlfriend like me?”

“I love her to bits.” Keiki conveyed his love, embracing the girl from behind.

As with every single day after they started dating, they were lovey-dovey to the utmost.

*

A few days passed after that, and an average weekday morning arrived. Keiki entered the classroom, making his way to his seat, and Ayano arrived shortly after.

“Good morning, Kiryuu-kun.”

“Yeah, good morning Fujimoto… san?!”

Keiki turned his head towards the girl, only for a question mark to appear above his head because of her appearance. Namely, it was because Ayano was wearing a mask. It wasn’t actually a full-face mask, but rather an orthodox type that covered her mouth and nose. Without any particular comment, the girl moved to her seat and put down her bag.

“Fujimoto-san, do you have a cold?”

“Nope, I’m feeling just fine.”

“Huh? Then why are you wearing that mask?”

“That’s… um… b-because it’s in fashion right now…?”

“Fashion?”

Wearing a mask despite being healthy was a trend that girls were doing recently?

But she’s the first girl I see with a mask at school…

Or rather, because of the mask and her long bangs, her face was practically hidden completely. It was a shame that her beautiful facial features were covered completely, only offering a view of one eye as always.

“Because of personal reasons, I shall answer no more questions.”

“Damn, what a boring interview.”

“This is more important than my three sizes after all.”

“It’s that big of a deal, huh?”

Leaving aside the fact that Keiki’s genuine interest in these three sizes was way greater than the case with the mask, he realized that prying any further wouldn’t do him any good.

What would you wear a mask for if not a cold…?

There was still a bit more time until the first homeroom, so Keiki thought about it.

It doesn’t seem to be hay fever at least… Maybe she’s got a pimple on her face?

Considering that she was an adolescent girl, that sort of problem might drive her to wear a mask. At the very least, it would explain why she didn’t want to talk about it.

But, it looks like she’s breathing heavily for some reason…

There was no mistaking it. It was the exasperated sigh of a maiden in distress.

Ruining Fujimoto-san’s beautiful skin… Curse you, damn pimple!

As Keiki had lived together with his sister for several years, he was quite familiar with how girls his age thought. If a girl said to not meddle any further, then silence was the best treatment. If he started bothering her more, it’d only ruin her mood. Skincare problems were just one possibility. If so, Keiki already knew the stance he had to take.

“Until the pimple’s gone, I’ll just leave her alone.”

A few more days passed since then, and we reach the lunch break on Monday. Keiki visited the class next door, enjoying lunch with his friends.

“Class C really is so calm. It makes me feel right at home.”

“I totally get it. Without Keiki around, I’m going crazy.”

“You can keep eating here with us, then. It’ll allow me to get some juicy BL material.”

“I’m happy if Nii-san is with me as well.”

Let alone Shouma and Mao, now even Mizuha was welcoming Keiki with that adorable statement. However, everybody around must have gotten used to it by now, as no side comments were directed their way. As Keiki was thinking that while enjoying lunch with his girlfriend, Shouma finished eating his sweet bread and opened his mouth while waving a pack of milk he was holding.

“Oh yeah, I heard something from Koharu-chan. Tokihara-senpai’s gotten pretty popular at university. ‘Large-scale newcomer’ they call her.”

“Large-scale… are they talking about her chest?”

“With her beauty and perfect style, there’s a lot of guys gunning for her.”

“Sayuki-senpai looks like the peaceful type of beauty as long as she keeps her mouth shut.”

In that way, she’s a friendly woman who’s easy to get along with. Keiki himself was used to her, so he knew her charms more than anybody else. She might look perfect, but her secret fetish was more dangerous than anything.

“I just hope these guys don’t figure out her fetish.”

It’d cause a huge ruckus if people found out she was a masochist, and it might just ruin her new campus life. While Keiki found himself praying for her not to be found out, Mao stopped eating for a moment.

“Oh yeah, she hasn’t shown her face at the club for a hot minute, right?”

“She must be busy as a new university student. I’m sure she’ll show up once things have calmed down.”

That’s the kind of person she was. She’d surely show up the instant she felt lonely.

Speaking of not showing your face, Fujimoto-san is still wearing her mask, huh?

While poking his chopsticks into the food, Keiki once again thought about Ayano.

She said she was going to eat in the student council office, but I guess she still doesn’t want me to see her face.

They ate lunch together for the first few days, but after she put the mask on, she kept eating at a separate location. They were actually talking, so she wasn’t particularly avoiding him either. Rather, she probably didn’t want to take the mask off in front of other people.

It’s been quite some time as well… was the pimple that bad…?

Maybe she had gotten cursed by a real tenacious bastard of a pimple.

She seems a bit down because of it, so I’d like to do something about it…

However, if it really was skincare problems, then there was nothing for Keiki to do. Since she was a girl, Ayano surely knew more about that, and she said to not bother her any further about it, so meddling was out of the question. If only there was another way of caring for her unrelated to that…

There’s really only one thing that would make her happy, huh…?

It’d be a surefire way to make Ayano cheer up. They’d known each other for almost a year now, so Keiki wanted to make her happy. In return, it would require him to suppress his own shame, but it was an easy price if he could make the girl smile.

“…Alright.”

Keiki made up his mind, and went to prepare his plan after eating lunch.

After classes, Keiki waited for homeroom to end and then proceeded to execute his plan.

“Fujimoto-san, do you have a moment?”

“Hmm?”

Keiki called out to the masked girl who was packing her bag. Since people were still present in the classroom, he instead called her outside of the classroom, to an empty room nearby. After confirming that nobody was around, Keiki took out the goods.

“I wanted you to have this, Fujimoto-san.”

“Is that… a t-shirt?”

“Not just any t-shirt. It’s a special Kiryuu Keiki-worn t-shirt. You seemed a bit down lately, so I thought that maybe you needed to recharge.”

“Recharge…”

“Don’t worry, I won’t give you any half-baked goods. Since we didn’t have any P.E. class today, I did some light muscle training in the clubroom during lunch break so that it would pack some punch.”

Honestly speaking, Keiki himself wasn’t quite sure what he was even saying anymore, but he was just desperate to get across how special it was. This t-shirt quite literally was the result of sweat and tears. It probably gave off an immense stench. To the smell fetishist Ayano, this should be a treasure, to say the least. Keiki may not be wearing anything under his uniform right now, but it was a small price to pay for this precious friend.

“Now, Fujimoto-san, no need to hold back! Enjoy it!” Keiki offered it to the girl with full confidence.

However, the answer from the perverted student council wasn’t like anything he had anticipated.

“…I don’t need it.”

“…Huh?”

Ayano averted her gaze and attempted to quickly leave the classroom.

“Hold on! It’s drenched with my sweat, you know! Do you really not want it?!” Keiki desperately tried to stop her.

He was as much of a pervert as Ayano at that point, but he couldn’t step down anymore. Ayano stopped in her tracks, and answered with a dull voice.

“I’m happy, but… I’m done with that sort of thing.” She declined Keiki’s present, and quickly walked away.

Keiki was left behind, shirt in hand, trying to understand what had just happened.

“Fujimoto-san turned down my t-shirt…?”

Unbelievable. Keiki knew that she was always desperate for anything related to his scent, so she would never turn down his sweaty t-shirt.

“This is serious now.”

*

The following day after the situation drastically changed, the final period turned out to be P.E., which was currently taking place. Keiki had changed into his jersey, standing against the wall of the gym hall since he had finished his match, and tried to fight the sleepiness as he waited for his next turn. Naturally, his eyes weren’t drifting towards the boys playing basketball, but the girls gracefully playing volleyball. The girls of class 3-B were all fairly skilled. Of course, all the other boys currently on stand-by were looking at the girls as well.

Amidst that however, Keiki’s gaze was especially fixated on Ayano. And Keiki wasn’t enjoying the shaking breasts as much as the other boys. It wasn’t as if Ayano-san had nothing to shake, but Keiki was genuinely worried about her as a friend.

“I wonder if Fujimoto-san is okay…”

The girl was still wearing her mask as she participated in a volleyball match. She probably didn’t want to show her skin since she was plagued by acne, but doing sports with a mask on must make it hard for her to breathe. That being said, telling her to take off the mask wasn’t an option either. At the same time, Keiki had already failed to help the girl cheer up. Unable to do anything, only watching the girl from a distance, Keiki let out a defeated sigh.

Right when he realized how powerless he was, something happened. A shriek could be heard. Keiki raised his head and spotted a group of girls standing around. And then, he saw the girl who had collapsed in the center of the crowd.

“…Fujimoto-san?”

The second he realized that the girl who had collapsed was Fujimoto Ayano, Keiki was already running towards her.

Around an hour passed after that, and now he was in the infirmary after classes had ended. Keiki had changed from his gym clothes into his regular uniform and was playing on his smartphone when Ayano opened her eyes from her position on the infirmary bed.

“Oh, are you finally awake?”

“…Kiryuu-kun?”

The eye not hidden by her bangs looked at Keiki. She still seemed a bit out of it. She clumsily pushed herself upright.

“This is…”

“The infirmary. You collapsed during P.E.”

“Collapsed?”

“Because you kept your mask on, you weren’t able to breathe properly, right?”

“Ah…” Ayano put her hand to her mouth.

Naturally, the mask had been taken off her a while back.

In the end, she didn’t have any pimples anywhere…

When they took off Ayano’s mask, it revealed her face, beautiful as always. From the looks of it, she wasn’t trying to hide any impurities on her skin.

But then why did she…?

Before Keiki could ask Ayano for her reasons, she put her nose closer to her arm, sniffing it. At this point in time, she was still wearing the jersey from P.E class.

“This is Kiryuu-kun’s scent…”

“I was the one who carried you here, after all.”

Then again, the health representative of class 3-B was a girl, so she alone wouldn’t have been able to carry Ayano, which was why Keiki offered to help, as he personally knew her.

“I had homeroom, so I went back to change into my uniform, but Tachibana-sensei said that she had a meeting, so here I am.”

Figuring that Ayano would probably be lonely waking up with nobody around, he had waited for her to wake up.

“I’m sorry for troubling you like that…”

“You didn’t trouble me at all.”

“That’s not it… I did something bad to Kiryuu-san…”

“Huh? To Mizuha?”

“Yeah…” Ayano suddenly started blushing.

On the bed, she started fidgeting awkwardly. And then, she responded in a quiet and awkward tone.

“Lately, Kiryuu-kun has been smelling a lot like Kiryuu-san…”

“Huh?”

“You two live together, so I could pick it up from time to time, but… ever since you started dating, I could really start to notice…”

“So do you…?”

Ayano could smell whenever Keiki and Mizuha came to school after a passionate evening? After they started dating, they’d been even closer at home, even embracing each other in the bath. Naturally, their scents would start to mix.

“Ah, but don’t worry, I think I’m the only one who can notice.”

“I-I see…”

Rather, what kind of weird skill was this even?

“You’re dating, so it’s normal that you’ve gotten closer.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“But that’s why I would feel bad recharging off of Kiryuu-kun…”

“Feel bad?”

“You and Kiryuu-san are dating, so I assumed that sniffing you and recharging would be bad manners.”

“Huh? So the reason you were wearing the mask was…”

“I’ve been trying not to sniff too much of Kiryuu-kun’s scent, thinking that Kiryuu-san probably wouldn’t like that.”

“I see…”

“I actually really wanted that special-made t-shirt of yours.”

“R-Right…”

Keiki wasn’t sure if he should feel happy about that or not. But even so, he at least understood the reason why she had been acting odd like that. It was to not make Mizuha feel bad or jealous about another girl sniffing her boyfriend’s scent.

“I don’t think you need to worry about that, you know?”

“Really?”

“Mizuha probably wouldn’t get angry from something minor like that.”

Even right now as they were dating, Keiki had been treated as a slave by Yuika, and turned into BL material for Mao’s work, and yet Mizuha showed no attempts at stopping either of them. If he cared about everything the perverts around you did, he would have no rest at all.

“Not to mention that I’m showering Mizuha with lots of love so that she doesn’t end up worried.”

“Ooohh…” Ayano raised her voice in admiration.

Even she seemed embarrassed by the thought, as she blushed in response.

“That being the case, you can sniff me as much as you want.”

“Really? Anywhere and anytime?”

“Well, maybe not my underwear.”

“Then… I’d like to sniff your armpit.”

“That’s a lot more maniacal than I thought!”

The armpits of all places. Not to mention right after P.E. class.

“I never thought I would feel hesitant about a place other than my underwear…”

Keiki thought he had become an expert when it came to smell fetishists, but another door had just opened to him.

“Is that… no good?”

“Urgh…”

Keiki wasn’t sure what to say in the face of Ayano’s plea. He was embarrassed, but since he already said he would be fine with it, he figured he’d go ahead and allow her to do it. He wouldn’t be able to fight against the girl’s adorable begging face either way.

“Then here…”

Keiki took off his upper clothes except for his t-shirt and raised his arm, pointing it at the girl. Since he usually didn’t do this, he felt quite embarrassed. Ayano audibly gulped, put both her hands on the bed, and moved her body closer.

“Then, if you would excuse me…” She approached Keiki’s defenseless armpit with her face.

“Sniff… sniff… Sniff… Haaaaaa…”

Ayano took a few deep breaths, and her face melted. She was quite clearly in a trance.

“Ahhh, amazing… after holding back this entire time… I’m glad to be alive.”

“Is it that good?”

Ayano made it sound like she had found an oasis in the middle of a desert. At least she had recovered from her slump. But then the door to the infirmary suddenly opened, and a single female student stepped inside.

“Nii-san, I heard Fujimoto-san collapsed. Is she okay?”

“Mizuha?!”

Keiki’s honey walked into the infirmary at the worst possible time. Because he didn’t expect things to escalate like this, he totally forgot about the message titled ‘I’m watching over the collapsed Fujimoto-san in the infirmary’ that he had sent to Mizuha. Witnessing this abnormal scene in front of her, Mizuha stopped in her tracks.

“…Huh?” She blinked in confusion.

Her beloved older brother was currently having his armpit sniffed by Ayano.

“Nii-san is forcing Fujimoto-san to sniff his armpit?!”

“Are you kidding me?!”

Keiki didn’t even think of that interpretation. Then again, this entire situation was just an entire mess and a half, so Keiki had to work his hardest to ensure his little sister wouldn’t categorize him as a pervert now.

That night, after the misunderstanding had been resolved, the siblings finished their dinner, sitting on the living room sofa just passing some time.

“I guess Fujimoto-san really wanted to take in someone’s scent, huh?”

“I sort of get where she’s coming from.”

“Oh yeah, you also sniffed my clothes before, huh?”

“I really wish you could forget about that…”

That was when Keiki was working as a temporary student council member. Keiki suddenly heard sounds from the changing room in his house despite it being awfully late, only to find his little sister sunken to the ground, sniffing his shirt.

Back then, she said she felt happy at being able to pick up my scent…

She said something along the lines of feeling happy because it was as if he was hugging her.

“Hmmm…”

“Nii-san?”

“Excuse me for a moment.”

He moved closer towards Mizuha, burying his face into her chest. After that, he took in a few deep breaths.

“I’ve been thinking about this from time to time, but you smell really nice, Mizuha.”

“Huh? R-Really…”? Mizuha seemed happy at that praise, blushing ever so slightly.

It gave off a gentle scent that calmed Keiki from the bottom of his heart. Her softness and the warmth she emitted made him want to stay like that forever.

“How long will you stay like that, Nii-san?”

“Just a bit longer.”

“Sheesh…”

Mizuha sighed, yet she seemed happy as she gently caressed Keiki’s head like he was a small child.

“Ahh, this is so relaxing…”

Enwrapped in a sweet scent, he felt his heart melting away in joy. He feared that this might just become a habit.

I might have a smell fetish that’s limited to Mizuha…

For the first time, Keiki understood Ayano and Mizuha’s desire to smell someone of the opposite sex. After all, it was hard to move away from this warmth he was surrounded by. He decided to be spoiled by this just a bit longer, enjoying the scent of his beloved girlfriend to its fullest.

*

“In the end, we got no new club members, huh?”

Close to the end of April, on an average afternoon once classes had ended, all club members of the calligraphy club had gathered, when Keiki brought up that topic.

“We did hang up application posters, though.”

“The calligraphy club was never really that popular, I guess.”

“At first, it was just you and Tokihara-senpai after all.”

Yuika, Mao, and Mizuha all gave their own comments on the situation. It’d been about a month since the new year began. In other words, the new students had an entire month to start fitting in, and yet not a single applicant had shown up. And that was the current situation of the calligraphy club.

“Well, we can’t force people to join, so maybe we should just give up.”

“That is true.”

Keiki had to agree to Mao’s comment.

“But with no new club members, Yuika will end up all alone once all of you graduate.”

“And the club might get abolished.”

“We just have to think about that next year. Don’t worry, Yuika won’t let them abolish the calligraphy club.”

“Ohh, how reliable.” Mao rubbed Yuika’s head.

Since Yuika always got along with Mao, she happily narrowed her eyes.

“I have to say, when you look at her like this, Yuika really is a beauty.”

“W-Where did that come from?”

Yuika was bewildered at Mao’s praise that virtually came out of nowhere, but Mizuha continued.

“You’re really popular with the first-years, Yuika-chan. They say that there’s a cute senior who is part of the library committee.”

“Ahh, so that’s why there was such a storm of people at one point.”

“It’s not like the library room getting crowded is a good thing.”

Even after becoming a second-year, Yuika’s popularity as the ‘Angel of the Library Room’ only increased. A lot of seniors gathered in hopes of getting closer to that angel, which is why a lot more books were borrowed and returned especially during her shifts.

“Maybe we’ll get some new club members if you promise them a kiss on the cheek, Yuika?”

“No thank you. Yuika doesn’t plan on becoming a tourist attraction.” Yuika pouted in a cute way.

It was so cute that Mizuha quickly took a picture. As all the third-years were busy doting on the girl, a knock was heard from the door.

“Yes, come on in~”

“Excuse me.”

Receiving permission to enter, the door opened with Airi stepping inside.

“Oh, Nagase-san?” Keiki greeted her.

“Good work today, everyone.”

“What brings you here today?”

“My work brought me to the clubroom building, so I figured I might as well stop by. I was worried that you might turn the calligraphy club into a bunny girl host club.”

“There will never be a bunny girl party again, so don’t worry.”

Not to mention that the entire idea of it was a rare thing, to begin with.

“And to be perfectly honest, Mitani is in the student council office right now, so…”

“What, has he still not given up yet?”

“Hmm? What’s going on between Airi and Mitani?” Mao must have been curious about that, as she joined the conversation.

“Recently, Rintarou’s been oddly fixated on Nagase-san.”

“I really don’t want anything to do with that person, though. He’s so persistent…” Airi muttered, sounding exhausted.

She was always mature and calm, so the always-energetic, always-excited Rintarou must be making her feel hard-pressed.

Though it surprises me that Rintarou still hasn’t given up.

He did say that he didn’t care about breasts anymore, so maybe his feelings might be genuine. The problem was that his interest this time gave him no chance at all…

“If I wanted to date someone, it would have to be a more sincere person.”

“Airi is a diligent person with a great mindset after all.” Yuika chimed in, presumably having heard the circumstances prior.

“Oh yeah, you two were in the same class this year, right?” Keiki commented.

“Yes, Airi was even crying because of that.”

“Yuika?! You promised not to tell anybody, right?!”

“Every single thing I hear from Nagase-san is so adorable.”

Both her affection for Yuika, her skill at looking after others, and even the gap between her cold shell and soft insides. Blushing at being exposed, Airi cleared her throat.

“Rather than me, shouldn’t you worry about your club’s work for the contest?”

“Contest?”

“Err, you still haven’t finished it? The deadline for the contest is right around the corner.”

“Ah… now that you mention it, Okita-sensei told me something like that…”

When they barely entered April Okita-sensei called Keiki over to inform him of that. Since there would be a contest at the end of the month, he and the club would have to prepare something. Last year, Sayuki’s work ‘Evil Spirits of Rivers and Mountains’ won said contest.

In order to create this product, Sayuki completely messed up the room, which led to the huge cleaning operation on the day when Cinderella’s panties were found—but that’s not important right now.

“Kiryuu, can’t you tell us about that sooner?”

“That’s right, Keiki-senpai, we’re all involved in this.”

“My apologies.”

Because of everything that had happened related to Ayano, he had completely forgotten.

“For crying out loud, Kiryuu-senpai… Yuika isn’t telling you to win the prize, but at least turn something in. Otherwise, the club might suffer from that.”

“That would be bad…”

The club’s budget being cut would be an easy punishment, but the abolishment of the club would be no laughing matter. If that happened, Keiki wouldn’t be able to look Sayuki in the eyes.

“I guess we have to pull an all-nighter.”

“You’re not studying for an exam. Even if you started now, you’d have to close up soon because the school closes, so just work on it tomorrow. As long as you finish it before the deadline.”

“As expected of the reliable Nagase-san.”

Luckily, they still had a bit of time left until the deadline. They should prepare everything and work on it tomorrow. Like this, the club’s next activities were reluctantly decided.

*

“Alright everyone, today the four of us will create a piece for the contest… so the bare minimum is to get at least one done!”

“““Okaaaaay!”””

That day, the calligraphy club’s clubroom turned into a battlefield. The four members were fighting the approaching deadline. The deadline Teacher Okita gave was tomorrow, but considering the time frame, they had to finish it today. As things would be too close after classes, the president gathered everyone as quickly as possible. The large working space this time was the tatami space. Two large papers filled the table, and Yuika and Mao were working on them. Since not much space was available, the Kiryuu siblings moved towards the normal table with calligraphy paper.

“Alright, I’m done!”

“Huh?! Mao-senpai, so fast!”

“Isn’t that a bit too fast?”

“Let me see.”

Around ten minutes after their work began, Cpt. Nanjou raised a confident voice and gathered the other club members, who looked at her work. Written on the large paper on the tatami space was ‘Naked Body-Only! A Manly Poking At Each Other!’.

“““……”””

The atmosphere in the clubroom immediately turned subzero.

“Heh, how’s this?”

“I don’t know what to say…”

Firstly, Keiki wished she would do something about this awkward mood.

“Mao-senpai, Yuika thinks this is a bit too much.”

“I second that.” Mizuha nodded.

“Really? I think I did a pretty good job.”

“Yeah, the quality itself is well done.”

As expected of Mao’s artistic talent, her letters were written beautifully and easy to read. That is why the choice of words just ruined everything about it.

“Alright, maybe we should leave out any BL-related stuff. As well as any other taboo words. If our work caused another problem, the club might actually get abolished now.”

“So what were you thinking of writing, Kiryuu?”

“‘World Peace’, I guess?”

“Huh? That’s so average that it’s kinda boring.”

“Well excuse me, princess. I like to play it safe.”

Besides being a siscon, Keiki was a perfectly normal being. He did not wish for any sort of naked people poking at each other.

“Then Yuika will choose ‘Stealing One’s Partner’.”

“I might go with ‘First To Strike Wins’, I guess.” Mao added.

“I feel like your choices have a deeper meaning that I don’t want to figure out…”

This was most likely an attempt at troubling Keiki.

“So what were you thinking of writing, Mizuha?”

“I thought of writing ‘Family Safety’.”

“Both the Kiryuu peeps are going with the boring choices like a married couple.”

“Yuika thinks you lack a sense of humor.”

“You two really don’t hold back at all.”

Then again, they were taking their work seriously. According to Yuika, this might lead to more people joining the club, so Keiki felt happy to see his junior’s growth. Work continued in this manner, and after around an hour passed, a certain person entered the room without knocking.

“—Oh my, this has turned more into a calligraphy club than when I was here.”

A black-haired upperclassman appeared, followed by everybody turning towards the girl. She was wearing a classic and youthful one-piece with a jacket, her hair tied up into a ponytail with a white scrunchie.

“Sayuki-senpai?”

“Hehe, here I am.” The university student Tokihara Sayuki responded with a bashful tone, flashing a wink. “I thought the deadline for the contest was coming up soon, and it seems like I was correct. Rest assured, because I am here now. I’ll train all of you so that you will win the first prize for sure!”

“Ah, it’s fine, we just finished.”

“Huh?!” Sayuki let out a bewildered and perturbed voice.

Just as Keiki said, most members had just finished their work.

“Witch-senpai, you’re late.”

“Then I would have had you draw mine.”

“Hey now, that’s against the rules.” Keiki complained to Yuika and Mao.

“Nii-san, Tokihara-senpai seems depressed.”

“Hm?” Keiki looked over at his senior, only to find her crouching down on the floor.

“That was my perfect chance to be popular with all my juniors, and yet…”

“You wanted attention that badly?”

She was as childish as always. She was probably lonely because quite some time had passed since she had graduated.

“I wanted Keiki-kun to praise me a lot, so I was ready to work really hard… I even got my hopes up that he might make me his pet, so I brought my collar with me…”

“Hold on, where did you even take that out from?!”

In her hand, she was holding a familiar red collar, like it was a snack she was going to eat later.

“Though I have to say, with the way the room is an absolute mess right now, I feel an odd sense of deja-vu.”

“What a coincidence. I feel the same way.”

After putting away the collar, the girl looked around the room. A large quantity of paper was scattered everywhere, and ink splattered all over the place. The calligraphy paper and newspaper copies covered the ground so much that it was hard to see the floor.

“We’ve finished our work, so it’s time to put everything back.”

“Huh? Keiki-kun, are you about to clean the room?”

“Of course. If I leave things the way they are, we’ll get scolded by Okita-sensei again, and you’re here now, so you might as well help out.”

“………”

The extra helper Sayuki made a ‘Oh, how troublesome!’ sort of face.

“Um… I have a really bad feeling about this, so I’m going home~” Sayuki said with a bright smile and attempted to turn around, but…

“I’m not letting you!” Keiki immediately grabbed her arm, not allowing her to move. “How naive, Sayuki-senpai. We’ve obtained a valuable labor asset, so I’m not letting you go this easily.”

“Ah, I knew it.”

“One year ago, Yuika and the others helped, so now it’s Witch-senpai’s turn.”

“…Fine.”

Hearing that from Yuika, the youngest in the group, Sayuki apparently gave in completely. Once she had promised her help, they began with the cleaning. They moved their finished works to an empty classroom nearby so that the ink could dry. After that they brought in a bucket with dust cloths and other necessary cleaning instruments.

“Here, Senpai, you can have the mop.”

“Understood.”

Mao handed Sayuki the wet mop.

“Yuika will take care of the tatami space, then.” Yuika said and started gathering all the scattered calligraphy paper.

“Kiryuu and I will go through the room with the cloth then.” Mao began to wipe the ink off the walls.

“Nii-san, there’s some ink on the shelf.” Mizuha used the broom to point.

With the same efficiency as before, the cleaning of the room proceeded smoothly. After working through most problematic areas, Sayuki’s hand moving the mop suddenly stopped.

“Hey, Keiki-kun.”

“What is it, Senpai?”

“Why are we spending our precious youth cleaning a room?”

“Sayuki-senpai, you said the same thing a year ago.”

One year ago when they were forced to clean this calligraphy room, she tried to skip work with the same argument. Remembering that time, Keiki felt awfully nostalgic.

“Ahaha, it seems like Witch-senpai never grows up, not even after graduating.”

“Hmph, how naive of you, Koga-san. I’m an adult now, so I don’t care what some small-breasted girl says.”

“What did you say?!”

“Come on, no fighting.”

Just as things were going smoothly, the two eternal rivals got back into a fight. Of course, Keiki was used to this as well.

“That reminds me, Sayuki-senpai. I’ve heard stories that you’ve become a rumor among the first-years, namely that you’re a black-haired big-breasted beauty who came out of nowhere.”

“Really? Well, as long as I stay quiet, people see me as a prim and proper beauty.”

“And now she’s said it herself…”

“Keiki-kun, do you also feel excited to see my body?”

“No, not at all…”

“If you make me your pet, you can do whatever you want with my boobs.”

“Man it’s been a while since I’ve heard that…”

Right now, she was just a perverted mature lady. As soon as she opened her mouth, her perfect image was ruined.

“That being said, I can’t help attracting boys with my beauty.”

“Your beauty, huh? Those boys are all looking at your indecent breasts, Witch-senpai.”

“My, the representative of small bumps is saying something again. Can any of you hear her?”

“Y-Yuika has been growing! Also, what’s that ponytail about, Witch-senpai?! Are you immediately trying to charm all the boys after entering university?!”

Another fight broke out between the two of them. However, the Kiryuu siblings watched over them with a warm smile.

“This sure feels nostalgic.”

“A real characteristic.”

The verbal banter between the two was one of the club’s trademarks. Whenever these two were around each other, it felt a lot more energetic than usual.

“Oh yeah, Kiryuu, are you sure about letting them be? We won’t finish cleaning at this rate.”

“Oh, right.”

Just as Mao had said, they would never finish their work if the two of them kept fighting. Keiki wasn’t good at getting people back under control, but as the current club president, it was his duty.

“All right people, let’s get back to work and clean up everything!”

““““Okaaaay!””””

Despite classes being over, the clubroom was as noisy as always, even while everyone was focusing on cleaning. Yuika was as much of a sadist as always, Mao was still trying to gather more material for her BL books, Sayuki showed up after a while and was still on the search for a master, Keiki’s new classmate Ayano was on the hunt for his underwear as always, and his little sister slash girlfriend Mizuha still had days where she wanted to go full commando.

Kiryuu Keiki’s high school life was riddled with perverted girls around every corner, and even so, he came to like the current life he had. Surrounded by these perverted girls, Keiki, who had wished for a normal life, may have already turned into a pervert himself.

*

After the cleaning ended, Keiki had to take care of the last few organizational problems on the agenda, so he told everyone to go home. He grabbed the bucket filled with water and the dust cloths and left the clubroom, carrying it to the boys’ toilet on the second floor. There was a large sink mostly used for work-related stuff, and while enjoying the sounds from the sports clubs outside as BGM, Keiki washed the dust cloths.

“I feel like I did the same thing a year ago.”

He wasn’t doing it purposefully, but this flow of events was almost an exact repetition of last year’s event. After cleaning, the girls went home early, and he stayed behind to clean the dust cloths. After that, he spotted a couple interlinking arms while walking home. However, that couple was nowhere to be seen, and instead was replaced by three girls with blue skirts talking.

As they still had some of their youthful atmosphere left, it was clear they were new students. They seemed to be used to their high school life so far, and they each flashed relaxed expressions as they smiled at each other. Keiki felt the energy from these three rubbing off on him as he went back to his work. After he finished washing everything, he returned the cleaning instruments to the place they belonged and made his way back to the clubroom.

“Back then, I found the love letter on the table.”

Of course, that wasn’t true now. Neither a love letter nor white pair of panties could be seen.

“…Huh?”

However, there was one distinct difference Keiki noticed, which made him stop in his tracks. Of course, he didn’t even have to look for it. All club members should have left, and yet a single girl stood at the window, illuminated by the setting sun. Upon noticing Keiki’s arrival, his girlfriend turned around.

“Ah, welcome back, Nii-san.”

“Mizuha…”

When Keiki called out to her, the girl smiled as her hair gently shook in the wind.

“Were you waiting for me?”

“Yep, I wanted to go home together.”

“You could have gone home without me.”

“But I’m your girlfriend, so…”

“So?”

“I wanted to go home with the person I like.”

“That… is such flawless logic that I can’t argue against it.” Keiki smirked.

I see. She waited for me because we’re dating.

The difference from last year’s development was that their relationship had changed. It was simple and minor, but still a definitive change. Upon realizing that he was dating the girl, he felt his chest warm up. While he was basking in this happiness, Mizuha moved away from the window and walked towards the empty table. With a nostalgic gaze in her eyes, she ran her fingers along the wood.

“It’s been a year since I left the love letter here.”

“With no name on it and the mysterious panties, you sure sent me on a wild goose chase.”

“You mean these panties?” Mizuha lifted up her skirt, showing the familiar white panties they had just been talking about.

“I happened to wear the same ones today.”

“That doesn’t mean you have to show them off like that.”

Keiki reprimanded his little sister for her lack of purity, and she returned her skirt back to normal.

“Thinking about it, the reason we can be together like this is because you kept searching for the person who dropped the panties, right?”

“I guess those panties are the red thread connecting us.”

“Hehe, so romantic.”

One year ago, Keiki found the love letter in this very room. In a way, that day at the pool when he flipped up the girl’s skirt to find the white panties of destiny had connected the two.

“I was always scared of telling you about these feelings of mine. But, day by day, my feelings for you grew stronger. I soon was unable to keep them locked away, so I wrote the love letter, wanting you to know that there’s a girl who likes you.”

She was scared of confessing her feelings… But even so, she wanted the person she cared for to know about them. This was how that love letter without a sender written on it came into existence.

“I couldn’t bring myself to write my name back then, but I’m glad I mustered up the courage to tell you ‘I like you’. Because of that you finally saw me in the same light.”

With these words, the girl showed the gentle smile Keiki adored the most. If not for that love letter, nothing would have happened. He wouldn’t have had to search for the Cinderella who had dropped her panties. He wouldn’t have found out about Sayuki, Yuika, and Mao’s fetishes. He would have never remembered that Mizuha and him weren’t blood-related. The fact that these two, who had been raised as siblings, now had achieved a mutual love was all because she had mustered up the courage to confess her feelings even the smallest bit.

I really am loved…

Ever since he started dating Mizuha, each passing day was filled with nothing but happiness. He had never known such happiness could exist before sharing the same feelings with the person he loved. When he realized that all of this happiness was a result of her feelings for him, he fell in love with her even more. Or rather, he found himself unable to hold back these feelings—

“Mizuha!!”

He ran towards the girl, embracing her with all his might.

“N-Nii-san? What are you doing?”

“When I thought that I’d marry you in the future, I just couldn’t hold myself back.”

“Err, where did that come from?”

“When I came back to the clubroom, I saw you looking at the ring.”

“Huh?! Y-You saw me…?!”

Indeed, so he had. A few minutes prior, when Keiki arrived back at the room, Mizuha was looking at the necklace hanging down her chest. The item dangling from this necklace naturally was the ring Keiki had given to her. She had immediately put the necklace back, but Keiki still saw it.

“So you turned it into a necklace instead, huh?”

“I can’t wear a ring at school, after all… but I wanted to always have it on me, so…”

Wearing an engagement ring at school would definitely make her stand out, which was why she chose to wear it on a necklace instead. As long as she didn’t take it out, it was hard to see. More than anything, however, Keiki was happy she liked the ring that much.

“So, Mizuha?”

“Hmm?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“…Yeah.”

From within Keiki’s arms, the girl slowly nodded. Her smile was charming and emitted a deep ocean of sweet emotions.

If she’s this cute, of course I’d fall in love even with a pervert…

Inside the clubroom drenched by the setting sun, Keiki pulled the girl even closer. The fact that they were still at school, and that it would soon close, was all forgotten. Feeling this greatest possible love and its warmth directly, Keiki failed to convey his happiness in words, and instead kissed his albeit perverted but still cutest-in-the-whole-world girlfriend.