“Kasumi-chan, you really do love your big brother, don’t you!”
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!?!?”
While being ruthlessly smothered, Kasumi’s face turned beet red as she argued back.
“T-There’s no way! There’s no way I could love such an unreliable man who smirks while being whipped by a woman like this!”
“Yeah, yeah. In other words, Izumi-kun is kind, right?”
“Hey, foolish brother! This woman, she doesn’t listen at all! What’s going on!?”
“Don’t ask me…”
However, Izumi was finally released.
While rubbing his knees, which were tingling with pain from being in the “horsey” pose for so long, he tried to soothe the high-energy Nanao.
“Nanao. Please calm down a bit. Kasumi isn’t used to being treated like that…”
“Ah, sorry. Since she’s my future family, I just naturally…”
“Please stop calling us family so naturally…”
Izumi didn’t want to hear the process of how that was supposed to happen. No, in this case, there was only one way. And it was an afternoon where he even hesitated to turn his face toward Hakua, who was sending a cold, staring gaze from behind.
And Nanao, having calmed down a bit, said to Izumi as if suddenly remembering.
“Izumi-kun, how’s your arm?”
“Ah. It felt a bit off last night, but I wonder about now. To be honest, Kasumi’s been here since morning, so I wasn’t really conscious of it…”
Because of the “kneel” command without room for argument, it had turned into that disaster.
Izumi thought it over while rotating his arm again.
“…It doesn’t exactly hurt, but there might be a bit of lingering discomfort.”
“Hmm. Then it might be better not to push yourself too much.”
While they were talking about that, Nanao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
“Oh, I know. Shall I take a look?”
“Eh? Nanao?”
It was an unexpected offer.
Nanao rolled up her right sleeve as if showing off her biceps proudly.
“Fufu. I actually got injured in club activities back in middle school. I studied a lot then, and I used to check on the other kids in the same club too~”
“Heh. That’s the first I’ve heard of it.”
Izumi had heard about Nanao’s club and looked into it a little.
Actually, it seems the high school Nanao belonged to before was known as a pretty strong powerhouse. According to a Kyudo (archery) club member Izumi knew, she was already being treated as a ready-to-go star player.
“Then, I’ll have you look… gah!”
Just as he was about to inadvertently accept the offer, he felt a muddy aura from behind and looked back.
Hakua and Kasumi were looking at him with cold, staring eyes. They say the eyes speak as much as the mouth, but he never thought the day would come where he would experience it firsthand. As for the two of them, Meina was merely giving a wry smile.
Now, the scales inside Izumi wavered.
No, there was no reason to hesitate.
Hakua held the keys to Izumi’s dietary life, and Kasumi also held the rights of life and death over him. Nanao’s offer was appreciated, but what should be prioritized in this situation was clear.
Izumi put on a stiff smile and tried to gently decline Nanao’s offer.
“Um. Thanks, but I think I’ll pass…”
“Okay. Now, show me this arm, okay?”
“You’ve already started!?”
Before he knew it, Nanao had sat down on the sofa next to him and lifted Izumi’s right arm with a “heave-ho.”
And seeing Izumi’s reaction, she tilted her head slightly and looked up at him.
“Hmm? What’s wrong?”
“Ah, no. It’s nothing…”
And once it reached this point, it was also awkward to go out of his way to refuse. Izumi decided to let her look honestly. It was the moment his dinner for tonight was decided to be plain tea-on-rice (ochazuke) only.
Nanao slowly and carefully moved Izumi’s arm.
Each time, she asked things like “How is it?” or “Does it hurt?” Izumi was also a little surprised by her efficiency, which was like that of a true specialist.
(…She’s actually serious.)
It was understandable that she used to look after other club members.
…However, for Izumi, who had no experience in sports clubs, it felt strange for a regular student to possess this kind of skill.
“Nanao. Is it possible your injury still hasn’t healed, or something?”
“Eh?”
At that prediction, Nanao gave a wry smile.
“I’m fine now. But you see, it’s a problem if injuries become a habit. I’m thinking of having it checked at the clinic here periodically too.”
“I see. …If there’s ever anything troubling you, tell me right away.”
At Izumi’s heartfelt words, Nanao blinked. After smirking a bit shyly, she looked up at him mischievously.
“Honestly. Saying such kind things to a girl… Izumi-kun, you’re a bad person, aren’t you?”
“Ugh.”
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At the unexpected counterattack, his face inadvertently turned red.
Furthermore, the cold gaze he felt from behind increased in humidity by thirty percent. It was the moment tomorrow’s breakfast was also decided to be ochazuke only.
After that, an awkward… or rather, a time where his arm being poked and prodded by Nanao was for some reason monitored by his former fiancée and sister continued. No, seriously, what is this…
Eventually, Nanao let go of Izumi’s arm.
“Okay. Arm’s all done.”
“Thanks. How was it?”
“Hmm. It doesn’t look like there’s any effect on the bone or anything. If it starts to hurt more than this, you should have a doctor look at it, so tell me right away.”
“Got it. I’ll count on you then.”
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Since there was no problem for now, Hakua in the back also seemed relieved. She had felt a sense of guilt because it was partly due to her pulling his arm. But the next two meals were still ochazuke. Guilt and a maiden’s jealousy were kept in separate compartments.
At any rate, Nanao’s business should be finished now.
Kasumi, who had been overlooking things for the time being, snorted as if it were finally her turn.
“Hmph. Now you’re satisfied, aren’t you? Commoner, begone—”
Before she could finish, Nanao said with a smile.
“Then, Izumi-kun. Next, lie face down on the sofa, okay?”
“Why does it turn into that!?”
To Kasumi’s retort, Nanao answered nonchalantly.
“Izumi-kun looks a bit tired. So I thought I’d give him a little massage.”
“That’s not something you do with the opposite sex of that age!? Are you an idiot!?”
That’s right, that’s right, tell her more.
“I know you’re hanging around my foolish brother. But I don’t remember ever approving of it. Point-scoring is useless.”
“Hmm. I didn’t mean it that way, but…”
Faced with the sister-in-law’s criticism, Nanao, the “provisional wife,” seemed troubled.
Then, there was someone who spoke up.
“Wait.”
It was Hakua.
It was a well-known fact that she had a serious personality. She was likely intending to speak up firmly as an elder.
However!
“An amateur’s massage must not have a bad influence on Izumi-kun’s body. First, try your technique on me!”
“Shiragiku!?”
Kasumi’s retort echoed in vain.
Hakua was, unexpectedly, in the “pro-massage” camp. Because if she didn’t, she wouldn’t be able to use it as an excuse to stick to Izumi. I mean, Hakua used to do “welcome-home hugs~♪” in the past, but now, it was conversely too meaningful and impossible. So she didn’t want to crush the possibility in this area. But she couldn’t just let Nanao’s reckless action pass with open arms either. Such was the heart of a maiden (!).
Whether she knew of such intentions or not.
Nanao, who for some reason became the one being given a trial, pondered the proposal with a solemn face.
“…I see. What Hakua-san says is also reasonable.”
With Hakua’s approval, the trial to win the right to massage Izumi began.
Hakua lay down leisurely face-down on the sofa in Izumi’s room. Nanao knelt beside her and slowly placed her hands on her back.
“Hakua-san, here I go~”
“Anytime is fine.”
However, inwardly, Hakua was smirking.
(Rather, Nanao-san, I have nothing but gratitude for you. ──Because you taught me that under this pretext, I can touch Izumi-kun as much as I want!)
Under this pretext, she, the neighbor, might be able to use it more frankly. Because it was the duty of her, the “provisional wife (second candidate),” to soothe his fatigue from school and work!
(And as for Nanao-san’s massage, it’ll be perfect if I just give her a failing grade!)
It was just an amateur’s massage, after all. It must be a type of play that regular club members do among friends.
It was bound to be impossible to impress Hakua, who had experienced treatments from her family’s exclusive therapists.
To begin with, their experience levels were different.
Because I am Shiragiku Hakua!
The successor to a world-class confectionery company, the cool wo—
“Hanyahyaaaaaaaa……!”
“~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!?”
Her face was flushed red with shame, and her own sweet voice that came out instinctively was almost unbelievable.
(W-What was that sensation that just pierced through my body~~!?)
Nanao, who was a little surprised by Hakua’s reaction, also gave a small smile and was stroking her back. That exquisite pressure… not too strong, not too weak, a level of skill as if she were becoming one with Hakua’s body.
Suddenly, Hakua realized she had unknowingly jumped into the tiger’s mouth──.
“Fufu. I’m glad you liked it♪”
“N-No! That was just a little ticklish…”
“Then, next, let’s go for the spot that feels the best~♪”
“Stop!? I was wrong, so stop hanyahyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?”
…Thirty minutes later.
Hakua was completely exhausted. Panting for breath, she had been rendered spineless.
Nanao, who had caused it, was smiling brightly.
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