"Oh no! I think I dropped my map back there!"
Just as Shiro was preparing to think more deeply, Iori suddenly exclaimed in panic.
When he had tried to sneak into Shiori's room earlier, he realized that the floor plan of the hotel was missing from his pocket!
"What?!"
Kohei seemed even more panicked than Iori upon hearing this. The image of the two foreigners flashed across his mind.
"If those two pick it up—"
He could already imagine what would happen that night.
"Kitahara, let's move! A brother must act swiftly when his sister is in danger!"
Iori, who had just been planning to look for the map, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Did you remember where it is?"
Shiro asked. Iori's scatterbrained habits hadn't changed at all.
"No... I just think this might be a great opportunity."
(′｀;)?
"Opportunity?"
Iori nodded and grabbed the arm of Kohei, who was about to sprint off.
"This is a huge crisis for Shiori, right?"
"Of course! That's what I've been saying!"
"Obviously!"
Seeing how sure they were, Iori's expression slowly twisted.
"Then—doesn't that mean this is the perfect chance to do her a massive favor?"
???
!!!
Looking at the completely deranged Iori, both Kohei and Shiro had only two words in their minds:
Devil. Scumbag.
What kind of brother would use this kind of method to manipulate his little sister?!
Imagine—
If.
And I mean if—
You were a teenage girl!
(Please, don't make a perverted face and start checking your body just because I said that.)
On a moonless, windy night...
Two muscular foreigners suddenly burst into your room, speaking a language you can't understand, reaching their pervy hands toward you.
From the look in their eyes, you know—
If they catch you, it's going straight to R18 territory.
You resist. You cry for help. Nothing works.
Just as you close your eyes, ready to silently accept your fate—
A familiar voice rings out!
Yes, it's your Onii chan!
Your Onii chan defeats the two perverted foreigners and gently embraces you, showing his concern.
At that moment, how would you feel?
"She'll definitely say, 'To repay your kindness, I'll give your passport back! Onii chan, you're amazing! You're exactly the kind of Onii chan I've always dreamed of!'"
With this fantasy in mind, Iori—naked, seated in a chair and covered in bubbles—grinned pervertedly.
"That's the plan! And then the passport will be mine!"
"You're delusional."
"No kidding. If you really got into a fight, you'd be the one begging for mercy."
Beside him, Shiro and Kohei, also naked and washing up, looked at him with disdain.
This whole thing was clearly just the fantasy of a sad, pathetic fool.
And why were they all naked?
Because—it's a hot spring!
What else do you expect?
IMP or something?
"I think this is how it should go!"
Kohei tried to link his brainwaves with his two friends.
Ding~
On a moonless, windy night...
A cute, helpless girl curls up in the corner, tears in her eyes as two muscleheads suddenly burst into the room.
"Help! Someone, please help me~"
"Hehehe~ Little girl~ (German)"
"We're lolicons. Let's have some naughty fun~ (German)"
Just as they were about to lay their hands on her—
Bang!
The wardrobe bursts open!
"Stop right there!"
Kohei appears fully armed. "I'll protect my sister!"
Then—
"Onii chan Kohei, thank you so much!"
Thinking of Shiori's shy expression, Kohei's face turned into that of a full-blown pervert.
"Ehehe~ Shiori~ my little sister~"
(???) ×2
Excellent. Now Shiro and Iori were the ones looking at Kohei with disgust.
This guy really dares to dream.
Forget everything else—
"Why the hell were you hiding in Shiori's closet in the first place?"
"You're the one we should be most worried about, you freakin' lolicon..."
"Please don't sweat the small details!"
Watching Kohei's face, which practically had the word "Justice" stamped on it, the other two silently vowed:
They would never let this pervert near Shiori's closet again.
"It's not over yet!"
As he washed off the bubbles and stepped into the hot spring, Kohei continued fantasizing about the next scene:
"Shiori: As thanks... please ravage me!"
Perfect. The process might be different. The protagonist might have changed.
But the story still ended up in the R18 category.
In the hot spring, Shiro and Iori silently backed away from Kohei.
Because perversion like this...
Might just be contagious!
"Hard to believe you can say something like that right in front of her actual brother."
"Hard to believe you, her actual brother, can stay so calm while someone fantasizes about your little sister."
Shiro shot Iori a look that was exactly the same as Chisa's signature glare — this scumbag doesn't deserve to be her brother!
Better let Shiori fall into his arms instead!
"Let me show you what's actually most likely to happen!"
Brainwave request: reconnect!
...
Ding~
It was another moonless, windy night.
Two foreign perverts, right on cue, broke into the girl's room according to the script!
However, what awaited them this time wasn't a delicate, helpless girl — it was two terrified boys tied up and staring at them in horror!
Well, they were technically 20 years old, but since they were still virgins, they could be considered boys~
Seeing this, the perverts' faces gradually filled with disappointment.
Still, having come this far, they decided to go in anyway and gently shut the door behind them.
What followed was the usual R18 scene — just with the victims swapped out~
And what of our originally intended victim, little Shiori?
She was now kneeling in Shiro's room, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Shiro onii chan! So it turns out I was adopted by the Kitahara family all along — and you're my real brother!
Don't worry about the teahouse at home, onii chan! I'll take care of it while you go out and enjoy life.
You just sit back and collect the money!"
...
"Shiori~"
Just imagining gaining a little sister, having someone help run the teahouse, and still getting the money!
Shiro was completely lost in his fantasy, even drooling a little without realizing it.
Now he finally understood why people enjoyed daydreaming so much — it really was satisfying!
Except...
Smack smack!
Two towels slapped directly onto Shiro's face.
"You're the one getting bent over by those foreign perverts!"
"Have you been hanging around Azusa san too long? Is your kink getting twisted?!"
Iori and Kohei furiously splashed water at Shiro — they didn't even have contempt in their eyes anymore, just pure rage!
There were just too many problems with that scene — getting bent over by two foreign muscleheads?! What kind of mind could even come up with that?!
This wasn't R18 — even R81 wouldn't be that extreme!
Clearly, having not been corrupted by BL media, they had no idea how "diverse" Japan's R18 scene really was~
"Come on, I still prefer sparkly older sisters, alright?"
Leaning against the edge of the hot spring, Shiro calmly removed the towel from his face. "Honestly, I think my idea is the most realistic of all.
I fully considered the enemy's possible kinks! Unlike you guys who completely ignored their combat ability!"
Looking at Shirou's shameless expression, Iori really wanted to dump all the hot spring water on his face to wake him up.
"You didn't consider the blood relation, you idiot! Shiori is my real little sister."
"Didn't do a DNA test though (;?＿?)"
Back then, Iori's dad only tested Iori himself — he suspected his son couldn't possibly be that dumb, but the result was... disappointing.
In that moment, Iori fell silent. Come to think of it, they really hadn't tested Shiori. In that case...
Wait a second!
Iori suddenly remembered something important — something that could confirm Shiori's identity.
"I was literally there when she was born!"
That's right! He had been standing outside the delivery room with Shiro at the time! What DNA test would he need?
Upon hearing this, Shirou also remembered the event and let out a deeply disappointed sigh.
...
Elsewhere, after tossing Kenjirou into the bathroom, Ms. Keiko was now splitting snacks with little Rize — when suddenly she sneezed.
That feeling...
Someone must be bad-mouthing her!