In truth, Ichika was not asleep.
Makoto already knew that.
Right after the lights went out, Ichika had secretly grabbed his hand and spent a good while tracing shapes in his palm in silence.
Just like spies exchanging information in a movie.
So Makoto understood exactly what she was "writing."
"Go make a move on Nino."
That short sentence held a mountain of meaning.
Makoto could finally be certain about what she and Nino had discussed earlier in the bathroom.
It was no longer just "Ichika's world alone."
She had decided to let Nino into her world.
Even though she had already made her decision, actually hearing Nino say, "I want a kiss too," and later, "I want to do bad things," still brought a pang of jealousy to her chest.
Her original plan had been to wait a little longer—until Nino had adjusted, or was completely into it—and then she would sit up naturally.
Then, they could all be honest with each other, and Nino wouldn't be so embarrassed that she'd go ballistic, ruining everything.
But what she hadn't expected was that Nino, for whatever reason, actually wanted Makoto to test her!
Wouldn't it be better for the two of you to keep cuddling and enjoying yourselves?
Why turn it into some teasing game?
Ichika now felt maybe she had acted too rashly, but it was too late.
Makoto's hand was already at her waist.
The belt she had tied earlier was now being undone again.
In an instant, her pale, soft waist was exposed. Her flat stomach was flawless, with no excess fat. Her curves were graceful—evidence of her strict body management.
Then the blanket was lifted slightly.
Nino peeked her head out from behind Makoto, only her face visible.
She had been debating whether to stop him.
But now, through the dim glow of the phone screen, she clearly saw her sister's perfect figure—and her mind started to compare.
After some serious observation, she realized that Ichika's body was a little better than her own.
Just a little.
Ichika's waistline was more defined, giving off a more delicate feel.
If they weren't sisters and didn't already know each other's body shapes well, she might not have noticed it.
Nino thought for a moment and guessed Ichika was maintaining her figure for the sake of her acting career.
When Ichika's bathrobe finally came loose, Nino completely forgot about suggesting a more "normal" method for Makoto to check if she was awake.
Because she was completely mesmerized.
Ichika's robe slid off her shoulders under the phone's glow, creating a hazy beauty. Her soft, fair skin peeked through seductively—making it nearly impossible to look away.
"Still want me to test her?" Makoto asked.
"Yeah," Nino answered without hesitation.
Makoto glanced at her focused expression, thinking, Aren't you even more into this than I am?
Still, he understood why she was like this.
It wasn't just the thrill of sneaking around—it was also because Ichika loved teasing her sisters at home.
Now that Nino had the chance to both test and tease her sister, how could she possibly resist?
And besides, her own bathrobe had vanished who-knows-where. Ichika still had hers on. If her sister saw her like this, it'd definitely be awkward.
At this point, Nino's brain couldn't think straight. She clung to one seemingly logical solution: If no one wears anything, no one feels awkward.
"…Huh? She's still wearing panties?"
Nino made another discovery.
Makoto, unfazed, replied, "Isn't that normal?"
Nino: "Not normal. I'm not wearing any—wait…"
She'd just found the contradiction.
They had bathed together and both changed into bathrobes afterward.
Logically, their clothes should've all gone into the washing machine. So how did Ichika still have a pair of underwear?
Nino looked at Makoto suspiciously, but he calmly said, "She left some of her clothes here before."
That was only half true.
After Ichika had once insisted on doing something wild with him late at night and her clothes hadn't dried from the rain, Makoto had gone out to buy a new set.
Nino didn't know that. She thought Ichika had treated this place like her own home and purposely left clothes here.
The more she thought, the more sour she felt. Seeing that Makoto's hand had paused, she couldn't help but urge, "Why did you stop? Go on and test her!"
Makoto almost laughed at her attitude. "Aren't you a little too eager? What if you wake her up?"
"Then I'll do it."
Nino stretched out a smooth arm and moved closer, intending to handle it herself.
But just as her hand reached halfway, Makoto grabbed it.
Staring into her puzzled eyes, he said, "Sorry. I'm really territorial."
Nino: "???"
Before she could respond, Makoto turned and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her.
Nino blinked, then instinctively lifted her arms to rest on his back.
As for the whole "testing" thing—she didn't care anymore.
Let's just get to the bad stuff first!
She closed her eyes in embarrassed delight.
Makoto's sudden move had been triggered because Ichika had gently pinched his hand just moments ago.
That was her way of reminding him: Get on with the main event.
Ichika took the opportunity to open her eyes and slowly moved closer to them.
When she pressed against Makoto's back and saw Nino, dazed from the kiss, she knew her sister had completely lost herself in it.
If there had still been space between the three of them earlier, now the two sisters surrounded Makoto from both sides—trapping him completely.
"Are you two done yet? Isn't it my turn now?" Ichika chuckled softly, finally revealing her hand.
Nino was stunned. She quickly opened her eyes, but with Makoto holding her so close, she couldn't even see Ichika on the other side.
She tried to speak, but all that came out was a muffled whimper.
Ichika giggled again, her voice like a murmur: "Nino… you weren't in the lead after all."
Just moments ago, Nino had still been overwhelmed with shame.
Then she heard her sister say, "There are some things you'll never understand unless your big sister teaches you."
Teach me what?
What is she planning to do?
What am I supposed to do?
Nino's watery eyes trembled as Makoto finally released her.
Right then, she saw Ichika lift the blanket, flashing her a sultry smile. "Watch carefully. I'm only going to teach you once."
Under Nino's stunned gaze, Ichika pulled Makoto toward her and casually shrugged off her loose bathrobe.
Now Nino finally understood what Ichika was trying to do.
She had been right—Nino hadn't taken the lead. She had fallen behind.
All of Ichika's earlier preparations came to full effect at this moment.
But Nino didn't run. She didn't even try to cover her face in shame.
Her wide eyes stared in amazement as she carefully studied what was happening.
Overcome with emotion, her face flushed red, she boldly declared what she felt deep inside:
"We each get half. You're not allowed to hog him all to yourself!"
The "Gift of Nino" officially activated.
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