After coming home, I slipped into my usual routine and began cleaning.
It had become a habit of mine to tidy the house every day, a small discipline that helped me keep order in my life.
Eventually, I made my way into my parents' old room. After their deaths, I had transformed it into a shrine room. Their framed photographs rested there, surrounded by fresh flowers and offerings, the quiet space filled with a stillness unlike any other part of the house.
It had been a long time since they passed. In this life, I no longer felt grief when I saw their faces, but I remembered all too well the heaviness that plagued me in my previous one. Back then, the loss had followed me for years, gnawing at me, shaping who I became.
Now, I simply cleaned the shrine with care, wiping down the surfaces, straightening the offerings, and making sure no dust lingered. Diligence felt like the least I could offer them.
When I was done, I closed the door gently and moved on to my usual training.
After training, I took a long shower. My body was beat today after the water park with Hikari and training at home on top of that.
I dropped back onto my bed with a towel slung around my shoulders.
A notification blinked across the screen.
It was from Hikari.
[Thanks again for today, Souta-kun.]
[Have a good night, Hikari-mama.]
She replied with a sticker of a rabbit breaking a carrot.
Another buzz came almost immediately.
This time from Kotoha.
[Souta-kun, what are you doing?]
[Just showered.]
[I just showered too!]
Her message came with a sticker of a rabbit sprawled on its back, looking completely relaxed.
I laughed to myself. Both she and her mother always used the same sets of stickers without realizing it.
[How was track today?]
[Same, same.]
[I heard you went out with mom today.]
An angry rabbit sticker flashed across the screen.
[Are you jealous?]
[Not jealous.]
[…Horny.]
How much cuter could this girl get? Without another thought, I pressed the video call button.
She answered instantly. The screen wobbled and spun as she fumbled with her phone, then crashed to reveal her ceiling.
"Ah..! Souta-kun, hold on… There we go…"
When her face finally filled the frame, her hair clung damp to her cheeks, still wet from the shower. Her skin looked flushed and fresh, her lips slightly parted.
She looked like she was wearing pink pajamas.
"Hello."
"Hello. Why did you call?"
"I don't know. Can't I call you?"
"You can!"
There was a pause, her eyes darting away, before she murmured, almost pouting.
"Souta-kun, you didn't touch me today…"
"It was raining."
"I know… but still…"
"Do you want to be touched that badly?"
"…Yeah."
"Why didn't you touch yourself?"
"…Because Souta-kun told me not to…"
"I'll let you touch yourself today if you show me."
Her cheeks reddened. "Hnng… that's so embarrassing…"
"Set the camera at the end of your bed and take your clothes off."
"…Okay… Just a second…"
The camera tilted and shook as she moved. I could hear the soft rustle of clothes slipping off her body, the quick thump of her bare feet against the floor. My chest tightened with anticipation.
Then she stepped back into frame, completely naked. Her arms crossed tightly over her breasts, trying to shield herself from my eyes, but the way her thighs pressed together and her damp hair clung to her shoulders only made her look more erotic.
She climbed onto her bed, crawling forward with her hair falling loose around her flushed face. Her eyes flicked to the camera, then away, her lips trembling as she asked softly:
"How should I do it..?"
"Lay on your back and spread your legs so I can see."
She obeyed, lowering herself slowly until her head sank into the pillow. Her knees bent and parted in a shy M-shape, thighs trembling as she exposed herself to me.
Even through the screen, I could see her bald slit already glistening, her lips flushed pink and wet, delicate folds parting slightly.
"…What do I do next, Souta-kun..?"
"Touch your clit slowly, Kotoha."
She swallowed, her hand hovering shyly before sliding down between her legs. Fingers parted her lips, slick sounds crackling faintly through the call.
"Haa… ngh, it's so slippery already…"
The sight of her pretty nails against her pussy was strangely erotic.
"Good. Keep rubbing, slow circles. Don't rush."
Her voice melted into soft whimpers as her hips rocked against her own hand. The phone trembled slightly in her movements, giving me a shaky view of her flushed body trembling from the pleasure.
"Souta-kun… it feels too good… ahh…"
"Don't cum yet. Stop your hand when you get close."
Her breath caught, her back curving off the bed as her thighs quivered.
"I-I'm right there… nghh… I stopped…!"
"Good girl. Start again. Slower this time. Edge yourself for me."
A needy whine slipped past her lips, but she obeyed.
Her fingers slid back through her wet folds, parting them as her hips lifted to meet her own touch. Her thighs trembled, the soft flesh shaking as she teased herself, her voice rising into delicate, breathy cries.
"Haa… Souta-kun, my pussy's so warm… nghh… it wants more…!"
"Not yet. Stop again."
Her hips bucked, her eyes fluttering half-closed as she forced her hand away, chest heaving.
"Ahhh—! I was about to cum…! Why are you so mean…!"
"Because you're cutest when you beg."
Her chest rose and fell in quick bursts, the gentle sway of her round, perky breasts following every breath. Her nipples were a deep pink, stiff and aching, standing tall against the cool air.
"Now play with your boobs. Pinch your nipples for me."
"Eh..? But—haaah… nghh…"
"Do it."
A trembling moan slipped from her as her hands moved to her chest. She cupped her breasts, fingers squeezing the soft flesh before pinching her nipples. Her back arched, tits lifting, nipples straining against her touch.
"Ahhh! It shoots straight down there—my pussy's twitching just from this—haaah…!"
"Good. Harder. Roll them between your fingers."
Her moans deepened, sweet and helpless, her thighs spreading wider on their own. A thread of drool slid from the corner of her lips as her body quaked beneath the sensation.
"Souta-kun—! I'm gonna—ahhh—!"
"Cum from your nipples. Show me how lewd you are."
Her whole body tensed, breasts bouncing in her hands as her voice spilled into a long, trembling moan.
"AAHHHH! I'm cumming—! From my boobs, from my nipples—haaahhh!"
Her pussy clenched in rhythm, wetness spilling freely down the curve of her ass to soak the sheets. She squirmed and twisted on the bed, nipples pulled taut between her pinching fingers, until the shudders finally eased and she collapsed limply against the blanket.
"Good girl."
"Hahh… Did I do good?"
"You did great."
She smiled blissfully.
"Thank you for letting me cum, Souta-kun."
"Thank you for being a good girl, Kotoha."
She picked up the phone and we continued talking about nothing late into the night.
"You must be exhausted, Kotoha. You should rest."
"I could talk for longer…"
"If you stay up any longer, you'll get eye bags."
"Eye bags are a girl's number one enemy! I guess I'll go to bed…"
"Good night, Kotoha."
"Good night. I'll see you tomorrow."