"Suiren-nee, I—"
Hearing Suiren's words, Hikari was just about to respond.
But the small hand tightly gripping him had already begun to move back and forth, massaging him.
Suiren's hands were extremely beautiful. Not only was their skin tone as fair and lustrous as jade, but her ten fingers were all long and slender, as delicate as scallion stalks.
Back when they were still younger, when Hikari returned to his hometown, it wasn't as if he hadn't held Suiren's hand before. After all, holding hands as kids was pretty normal.
But since this return, facing an Suiren who was now mature and even had a fiancé, Hikari truly hadn't had any intimate physical contact with her.
Even at breakfast this morning, when he accidentally touched his lips to Suiren's chopsticks, both of them felt a bit awkward.
So what completely took Hikari by surprise was that, just from going out to buy some snacks, he was pulled into the woods by Suiren.
Then, she directly took hold of his vital spot, saying she would give him a massage, rendering him somewhat immobile at the moment.
It was then that Hikari realized Suiren's hands weren't just nice to look at, something that would make hand fetishists call them perfect.
Those soft palms and long, slender, yet strong jade-like fingers were also, in the process of massaging him, providing a kind of indescribable pleasurable enjoyment.
And feeling Hikari's muscles, tendons, and other areas, following the scientific principle of thermal expansion and contraction, constantly changing under her massage, even seeming like those fresh, still lively eels after being slaughtered and beheaded, ceaselessly jumping about in the palm of her hand... Suiren's pretty face flushed as red and hot as could be.
To prevent Hikari and Aoi from doing something that crossed the line, Suiren had made a plan before coming.
As the big sister, she planned to use the method of massage to help Hikari, this little brother, relieve the accumulated restless fire in his chest.
She believed that as long as Hikari's restless fire was vented, he and Aoi wouldn't cross the line.
However, even though she had prepared herself before coming, the current Suiren still couldn't help but feel shy.
After all, although she was already engaged to someone else and counted as a half-married, she hadn't even met her fiancé's face yet. So she herself had never done these things before; one could say she was utterly inexperienced.
Therefore, facing Hikari's bewilderment now, she didn't dare say a single word, afraid he would discover her bashfulness.
'Anyway, Hikari used to like me before; he probably won't mind my actions, right?'
She hoped he wouldn't think this big sister was too cringe. After all, she was actually doing this for the good of both of them.
Suiren pretended to be the image of a mature big sister, increasing the speed of her massaging movements with an expressionless face. But her fluttering heart was already about to leap out of her throat.
Although Hikari couldn't read minds, his keen observation of Suiren's thoroughly shy expression, her face red down to her neck, with a flush even spreading across her chest, allowed him to guess some of her thoughts.
Sensing Suiren's embarrassment, and the fact that being massaged was somewhat comfortable for him, Hikari didn't think it appropriate to speak up and break the moment, so he maintained his silence.
The deep, secluded forest returned to quietude. Only the occasional reckless passing of small woodland creatures, trampling on the withered yellow fallen leaves, would emit some rustling sounds.
———
"I wonder where Hikari-kun has gotten to."
Aoi lay on her side on the sofa at home, her blue JK skirt spread flat over her jade-like legs clad in black stockings, her expression leisurely.
Unlike Hikari and Suiren, who were still busy in the woods, Aoi was currently very much at ease.
Not only was she drinking soda and watching TV, but there were also some snacks and watermelon on the coffee table in front of her.
Even though she had made an appointment with Hikari to buy her snacks and such, seeing that the time he'd been gone far exceeded the agreed time, Aoi showed not a hint of impatience.
"And Suiren-nee went out too. I wonder when she'll be back. Should I give her a call?"
The corner of Aoi's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a somewhat mischievous smile.
But just as she pulled out her phone, she noticed Suiren's phone was placed right on the coffee table, she hadn't even taken it with her. Immediately looking disappointed, she put her own phone down.
———
In the dappled light and shadow of the woods, it was silent.
Suiren had no idea how many minutes had passed. Half an hour? Or an hour?
Anyway, her wrist was already sore and weak from overuse, and the plan still hadn't reached a definitive conclusion.
Only when she couldn't help letting out a weary groan from exhaustion, and Hikari perhaps sensed her fatigue, did things finally come to a complete end.
The sunlight was scorching. Suiren's sweat dripped onto the dead leaves. Much of the moisture in Hikari's body was also baked dry, transformed into liquid and expelled.
"Suiren-nee, are you okay?", Seeing Suiren, who had been kneeling on the ground since earlier and now seemed somewhat weary, her body swaying as if she might fall, Hikari asked with concern.
"N-no... I'm fine!"
The moment her hand left Hikari's body, Suiren almost lost her balance and fell. Now, hastily grabbing onto Hikari's sturdy muscles again, she steadied herself.
With Hikari's support, Suiren stood back up.
She didn't say much, nor did she have the courage to look at Hikari's face. She just kept her head down, lost in her own chaotic thoughts.
'If I do this in advance, then Aoi and Hikari-kun won't be able to cross the line, right?'
Although it was very hard and the process was quite taxing, after barely managing to complete the plan, Suiren breathed a sigh of relief.
And Hikari, at this moment, also reached out to re-tighten his belt, which had come loose.
After putting himself back in order, Hikari looked at the clearly very exhausted Suiren.
Through the massage activity just now, Suiren was obviously both nervous and tired now. Sweat drops beaded on her fair swan-like neck and smooth forehead; she looked utterly drenched in fragrant perspiration.
Seeing that Suiren was currently bent over there, wiping the sweat and stains from her skirt, thighs, cheeks, and chest, feeling somewhat guilty, Hikari didn't spend much time admiring the alluring scene of her swaying form under her camisole dress. Instead, he quickly stepped forward, offering to help.
"Sorry about that, Suiren-nee. That was on me for not controlling things better just now. Let me help you wipe up."
Feeling Hikari's hand reach out to wipe her cheeks and other areas, Suiren's body went slightly weak and tingly.
She hastily took a step back, shaking her head repeatedly, "N-no need! I'll just go back and wash up!"
Saying this, Suiren didn't continue wiping.
Instead, enduring the ache in her wrist and the shame in her heart, she walked quickly back in the direction of the house.
Seeing this shy, hurried figure, Hikari had no choice but to follow behind her.
———
At this moment, Suiren, walking ahead, had a pretty face that was burning hot, flushed crimson as if she had a fever.
The reason for this was, of course, inseparable from Hikari following behind.
Just now, the... glue that Hikari had accidentally gotten on her was simply too much. The skin it touched felt fiery hot, prickly, and numb.
Moreover, that sticky, slimy sensation was truly extremely unpleasant for her, both physically and psychologically.
So right now, Suiren really wanted to immediately wipe it all clean.
But doing it right in front of Hikari was too embarrassing, so she thought it better to leave first.
And just as she started walking, she discovered something even more awkward.
That was, whether because the weather was too hot and she'd sweated too much or something else... Anyway, as she took steps, she realized her skirt was already soaked through, and her legs had a strange, tingling numbness.
If Hikari found out about this, she'd die of embarrassment.
So how could Suiren possibly let Hikari help wipe it off?
She could only flatly refuse him, thinking she had to hurry home and get cleaned up properly.
.
.
.
With a nervous heart, Suiren quickly returned home.
However, just as she bent down to take off her shoes, ready to hurry into the house, she suddenly caught sight of a figure on the sofa.
Suiren's body immediately stiffened slightly, her movements slowing, allowing Hikari to finish removing his shoes first and enter the house.
And as if hearing the commotion, Aoi, who had been watching TV on the sofa, turned her head and stood up, walking towards the two of them.
"Hikari-kun, why are you back so late? It's just buying snacks; you're so slow!", Aoi's tone carried a note of complaint.
"Something unexpected happened, so I'm a bit late," Hikari said with a calm expression, handing the convenience store bag containing snacks to Aoi.
Taking the bag and checking the snacks inside, finding neither too many nor too few, Aoi nodded in satisfaction.
Then she suddenly turned her head, her expression somewhat odd as she asked Suiren, "Huh? Nee-san, you went out too? When did you leave? I didn't notice. And how come you came back with Hikari-kun? You didn't sneak off and do something bad behind my back, did you?"
Hearing Aoi's words, the blush that had just faded from Suiren's face suddenly flared back up in an instant.
Her face red, she replied, "I... I just went out to take out the trash, and then I happened to run into Hikari-kun, so we came back together. W-what sneaking around doing something bad?"
"Is that so? You've worked hard, Nee-san. No wonder your hand and your skirt look all dirty," Aoi swept her eyes over the two of them a few times, finally smiling as she looked at Suiren's damp skirt hem.
"Ah?", Suiren looked down and saw that her skirt was somewhat wrinkled and had indeed been inadvertently stuck together by the... glue, looking slightly odd.
She hastily pinched her skirt hem, "I... I'll go wash up first!"
After saying this, Suiren didn't dare linger for a second. With a red face, she quickly ran into the bathroom.
"Come with me, into the room!", After her sister Suiren left, Aoi immediately put on a stern face, pulling Hikari upstairs and pushing him into her own boudoir.
———
Just after entering the room, as Hikari turned around, he saw Aoi directly close the door, then walk up to him, push him down to sit on the bed.
"Hikari-kun, did you and my sister sneak off and do something bad, something not good for me, just now? Hurry up and confess honestly!"
Aoi stood before Hikari, looking down at him as he sat. That pure, pretty face of hers was covered with a frosty expression.
She seemed extremely angry, as if she would erupt the moment Hikari gave an unsatisfactory answer.
But facing the aggressively imposing Aoi, Hikari remained calm.
He didn't answer. Instead, he casually pulled out a pack of chocolate sticks from that bag of snacks, tore open the packaging, put one in his own mouth, and offered another to Aoi.
"The chocolate sticks you wanted me to buy, I bought them. Have one first."
Aoi's glistening cherry lips parted slightly, taking the thick, long chocolate stick into her mouth, licking and nibbling on it.
"So sweet. Thank you, Hikari-kun~"
After praising him, Aoi continued her interrogation, "Now speak. Did you and my sister sneak off and do something that wronged me just now? Did you sneak a taste? I think I can already smell it, you know~"
Facing Aoi's pressing questions, Hikari simply spread his hands, saying helplessly, "We did do something. But isn't that what you wanted?"
"Hehe!", Hearing Hikari's words, Aoi dropped the act. She gently ate the white chocolate off the chocolate stick.
At the same time, she smiled and asked Hikari, "Hurry up and tell me about the situation back then. Was my sister proactive? Were you comfortable just now, Hikari-kun?"
Seeing Aoi's little demoness appearance, Hikari sighed, "So it's true. You deliberately let Suiren-nee misunderstand earlier, intentionally guided her to come and... help relieve me, right?"
"You still haven't answered my question. Were you comfortable or not?", Aoi asked playfully, using her fingertip to fiddle with the tip of a chocolate stick.
"Average. Not as good as you," Hikari replied offhandedly.
Hearing his answer, Aoi first smiled smugly.
Then, rather magnanimously, she said, "Giggle~ after all, Nee-san has absolutely no experience, and she's not like me who enjoys self-study. So, Hikari-kun, I'll trouble you to bear with her a bit. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can vent it on me, her little sister."
Aoi grinned, pulling out another chocolate stick and lightly holding it, her five slender jade-like fingers gently moving up and down as if playing a piano.
Seeing Aoi's appearance, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, utterly shameless, Hikari was also somewhat helpless.
And Aoi, knowing Hikari couldn't do anything about it, felt a sense of victorious joy from her successful scheming, the smile on her face growing even brighter.
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