Hobby Modification App; Episode 31, Day 13: Suzune Sato 3

 

―I looked at myself from top to bottom. 

　A white one-piece dress that I had just bought. 

　The lace used in the dress makes me feel a little, well, a lot embarrassed, as if I'm trying to look taller for a man. 

　... it is okay, right? 

    To be honest, I'm not so sure. It's the first time in my life that I dress up for someone. 

　I don't like to be followed by people's eyes, and I usually wear pants in casual wear. 

　I can't decide for myself whether it's okay or not. 

　But the shopkeeper praised me highly...

　What comes to my mind is [I want to take you home with me!] and the image of a very frank female waitress who hugged me. 

　Once again, I look at my body in the mirror. 

　I think the clothes are pretty, but I don't know if it fits me. 

　I wonder what ...... my face looks like to others. 

　Boys often tell me that I look somewhat like the idol Akane Kousaka. 

　What's that? I thought Akane Kousaka was retired now, right? 

　Well, I don't care either way, but I don't think I look like her. 

　In that way, I feel that my impression does not agree with the public's impression. 

　I have never smiled at a man, so I wonder how I am similar to an idol. 

　According to the public's opinion, Akane Kousaka becomes Sato Suzune if she has dark hair and is topped with childhood and fragility. 

　I always wonder. Is that a compliment? What is fragility anyway? 

　I guess it means that we have the same kind of face. 

　I stare at the mirror. 

　...I don't see the resemblance? 

　I suspect that the boys think I will be pleased if they tell me that I look like one of the most beautiful girls in a thousand years or something. 

　But some girls say it too, so I'm even more confused. 

　Well, I don't know. 

　My only impression of myself is that I'm a woman without charm. 

　I stare at my appearance again. 

　...It's really dark and charmless. 

"Ahー, Geez!"

　I almost sigh, but I force myself to move forward. 

　Don't worry, many people have confessed to me, and I'm sure I have a pretty face., even though I'm not charming!  

　The rest is the body. Stop looking at my face and look at my body in the mirror. 

　I don't have a voluptuous body. I'm tempted to deny it as much as possible when in reality, I'm thin. 

　......Well, I'll just have to wait and see what happens later. I mean, I look appropriate for my age. 

　I cover my breasts with my hands and check their size. 

　They are not big. But they say breasts are more about shape than size, right? 

　Besides, as far as my mother is concerned, I'd like to believe that there is still a lot of room for growth...

　I heard that some men like that kind of thing. 

　I don't know about Onii-chan preferences, though... 

　I remove my hand covering my chest and look at my entire body in the mirror, letting out a light sigh. 

　...I wonder if this pretty dress really matches me.

　The shopkeeper says it fits my image perfectly. 

　According to the clerk, "Your fragility and loveliness stand out." At that moment, I was pushed by her momentum, but when I think about it calmly, I have no idea. So what's the point of wearing this, fragility? 

　…I wonder if it's okay.

　I haven't worn one of these since I was a little girl. 

　I pick up the edge of the skirt with both hands. 

　...... It's fluttery. It's not like the heavy skirts of school uniforms. 

　It's a skirt that's all about design. 

　I'm going for it too far, aren't I? He's not going to pull away, right? 

　I flip the skirt a few times. 

　The white color flutters in the air above the knees each time. 

　I look again in the mirror. 

　There I see my face, with a look of anxiety on it. 

　...I can't stay like this any longer. My anxiety is only growing. 

　All I can do now is trust the clerk. 

　At least the clerk who helped me choose this dress has more experience than I do. 

　I let go of my skirt, clench my hands into fists in front of my chest, and get myself ready in front of the mirror. 

"――Let's go!"

　I'm fired up. It was a day of victory.

    (勝負の日だった)

　I couldn't fail. 

　That's why I didn't sleep much last night. 

　Well, partly because I was trying so hard. 

　Just thinking about yesterday makes me smile. 

　I was happy. I can't really say it, but it's...

　Uh, replenishment. Replenishing what's missing every day. 

　Yes, I replenished the various things in my onii-chan's room. 

　But I'm sure I feel guilty. 

　That's why today is the day. Today is the end of my days of guilt. 

"I'll do my best!   "

　I look at my reflection once more to get myself in shape and leave my room. 

* * *

　The meeting place was the square in front of the station where the movie theater is located. 

    We were going to meet there. 

　I wanted to make it feel like a date, even if only a little. 

　I try to arrive at the meeting place an hour in advance to avoid being late in case I am late, but my walking speed still moves so fast. 

　I didn't check my onii-chan's whereabouts when I left home because I wanted it to be more like a date with him. 

　Maybe he hasn't arrived when I go to the square now. 

　It was one hour ahead. He can't be here. 

　I know that in my head. I know it, but I can't help but go quickly. 

　I'm wearing lace-up sandals, something I'm not used to, and it's supposed to be difficult to walk, but I'm walking faster than usual. 

　I can't stop the bouncing feeling. 

　I'm going to be disappointed anyway. I'm sure I'm going to be disappointed. 

　Still, if he came early as I did, if he came early because he couldn't wait to see me today, that would be a very wonderful thing. 一I'd be happy. 

　I've almost arrived at the square. 

　It's so close that I almost know the result of my expectation. 

　Every time I take a step or two closer to the square... my heart pounds with excitement. 

　―Please. Please be there. 

　I step into the plaza, hoping that he has already arrived. 

　I look around the square with a furtive glance. 

　My heart starts to pound out of my chest each time I look around. 

　...As expected, of course.

　I look down at myself with a self-mocking look. 

　It's my fault for expecting the impossible. 

　Just as I thought he hadn't arrived, a hand was placed on my left shoulder. 

　Surprised by the hand, I turn around, 

"―Hello, Suzune. You're here so early."

　There was a smiling onii-chan looking at me. 

"Ah, eh? "

　I was so surprised that I couldn't think straight. 

　The only question in my head was, 'Why?'.

"Well, since you're here, let's go."

　With these words, onii-chan takes my left hand softly and holds it. 

　My head is still in turmoil. 

　But more than that, I was happy. 

　I can't stop my face from breaking into a smile. 

　The pounding that should have left my heart comes back and turns into a different kind of pounding, and the rhythm of the pounding grows louder and louder. 

　Happiness slowly overflows from the depths of my heart, and my body becomes fluffy with happiness. 

　I wonder what I look like now. 

　I'm sure I will die when I see myself in the mirror. 

　Because right now, I'm dying of happiness. 

　He pulls me alongside him, and we are so close that our shoulders are touching, 

"Okay, let's go!"

　I said and squeezed his hand. 

* * *

"―This looks like something that would suit Suzune, doesn't it? "

"D-do you really think so? "

　With these words, onii-chan showed me a pastel blue top suitable for the current season. 

　I take it, put it on my upper body, and show it to onii-chan. 

"Yes, it's cute."

　His words make me look down at the ground. 

"Ah..."

　I couldn't let him see my face now. 

　I can feel myself turning red up to my ears. 

　I don't know what I look like, a mixture of happiness and embarrassment. 

　I put my hands on my cheeks to release the heat. 

　I am so happy that it doesn't feel real. 

　Only the smell of my new top near my mouth and my hands on my cheeks shows me that this is reality. 

　I glance up to check onii-chan's condition, wondering if he's stunned. 

　He smiled at me. 

　I stare at him blankly. 

　I was happy. I was just happy. 

　When I decided to go window shopping with my Onii-chan because there was still time before the movie, I couldn't imagine I could be this happy.

　I've never been on a date before, and window shopping itself is not something I'm normally that fond of. 

　But just by adding the Onii-chan factor, it's so much more enjoyable. 

　The casual conversation, the occasional glance, the occasional touch of skin against skin, everything is exciting, happy, and fun. 

　...Is it possible to be this happy? 

　When I was thinking about that, the faint smell of onii-chan became stronger. 

"―Suzune?"

　When I noticed, I saw onii-chan's hand approaching me. 

　He reached out his hand to my cheek. 

　I stared at him as if I were dumbfounded. 

　Each time his hand came closer to me, his smell became stronger. 

　Each time, a heat flared up in my lower body. 

　

    The moment his hand touched my cheek, the smell of onii-chan became stronger than ever. 

"....mmn..♡"

　With a sweet numbness, I can feel my inner thighs getting weaker and weaker. 

　I can't help but feel depressed. 

　I looked at onii-chan to express my sadness. 

　Our gazes meet. 

    We talk only through our gazes for a few moments, and I slowly close my eyelids. 

"―Suzune, it's almost time to go. Let's go to the cinema."

　With that, onii-chan removes his hand from my cheek. 

　I opened my eyes with a snap. 

"Ehh...."

　Without paying attention, he took the top I was holding in my hand and put it back on the hanger in the store. 

　At that moment, I understood the situation. 

"Eh, ah, i-i'm sorry..."

　I don't know what I'm apologizing for anymore. 

　I was so embarrassed, so embarrassed and ashamed. 

　I think this is what people meant when they said that if there was a hole, I wanted to get in it. 

( if there was a hole, I wanted to get in it, to be in a difficult or embarrassing situation)

"What's wrong? Come on, let's go."

　Onii-chan said and took my hand. He acted as if what had just happened had never happened. 

　...Is it his consideration for me? 

　My heart is filled with warmth at the thought of it. 

　When I stare at onii-chan, he looks at me as if he is troubled. 

　I make eye contact with him. 

    His eyes, which seem concerned about me, enter mine. 

　That alone fills me up to the point that I wonder what my earlier embarrassment was all about. ―I am filled with happiness. 

　I let go of his hand, 

"Yes!"

　I said, and at the same time, I clung to his arms, holding him tightly with both of my arms, and we stood side by side. 

* * *

　I held his hand the whole time we were watching the movie. 

    Since the movie was a love romance between a brother and a step-sister, my feelings for him grew stronger. 

　During the movie, I checked onii-chan's condition many times. 

　I chose this movie partly because of its good reputation but also because of its content. 

　I really wanted to show onii-chan a love romance between a brother and a step-sister. 

　And I wanted to know how he would feel when he saw it. 

　If I failed to do so, it would affect the later result. 

　So I looked at onii-chan during the kissing scene of the movie, and I saw that he looked at me, too. 

　He smiled at me. 

　That alone made me so happy. 

　Because our feelings were communicating with each other.

　My heart is filled with happiness, and I can't hold back my emotions. 

　Unintentionally, I held his hand tightly for the amount of happiness that overflowed into it. 

* * *

　―We're on the way home. 

　We talk about our impressions of the movie and today's date. 

　As far as I can tell, today's movie seemed to be interesting even for onii-chan. 

　While talking with onii-chan, I glance at the street. 

　The number of pedestrians is getting smaller and smaller. 

　When no more people were on the street, I started to talk about my main topic as if I had a clear intention. 

"―Well, in this country, y-you can marry your step-sister, can't you?"

　I could feel my face turning red. 

　I want to believe that my voice is barely trembling... 

　My heart is pounding so hard I can hardly believe it's my own. I feel like it's going to jump out of my mouth. 

"I guess that's how it is when it's not related by blood."

　The expression on onii-chan's face didn't change at all. 

"Then, you know, onii-chan and me―"

"―But that's not possible. You may be my step-sister, but you're still my sister. It wouldn't normally be the target of such a relationship."

　Onii-chan interrupted me and said that. 

　It was as if he knew how I felt. 

"Eh...?"

"A sister is a sister. You wouldn't usually feel that way to a family member. Well, I guess that part is just fiction. It was an interesting movie, though."

　The onii-chan's tone was somewhat reproachful. 

　When I was shocked to see him like that, he looked at me. 

　He looked at me with a wry smile as if he was troubled. 

　I guessed how onii-chan was treating my feelings by his attitude. 

　I drop my eyes to escape from his gaze. 

　My mind is blank, and I don't know what to do. 

"Ah, uhh....that's.....right....."

　I could only reply. 

* * *

　I walk the rest of the way home, lagging behind onii-chan. 

　We were no longer holding hands. 

"......hib..... "

　I can't stop crying. I've been telling myself to stop for a while now, but I can't stop at all. 

　Wipe after wipe, hot tears spill out of my eyes and run down my cheeks. 

　My first love ended without any confession. 

　It's over. It's all over. 

　Now that he knows how I feel, I'm sure he'll keep his distance from me. 

　When I think of that, I feel a sadness similar to the pain of something cutting out my heart and spilling out the precious things from the missing places. 

　I can't stop crying. It won't stop. 

　We won't be able to spend time together like we did today. 

　I'm sure he won't even hold my hand. 

　He won't say good morning to me in the morning or say welcome home to me when I come back home. 

　My heart skipped a beat. 

　...... I don't like it. ―I don't want to be like that...!  

　My legs naturally start to move forward. 

　I find myself hugging onii-chan from behind. 

　I felt my hands loosen from holding him. 

　Then I felt him twist his body and turn his head toward me. 

　Immediately, I hugged him tightly again. 

　I buried my face in his chest and opened my mouth so he could not see my face. 

"T-this is a natural skinship as a sister... !  I will continue to hold your hand and keep you close to me... !"

　I can hear my voice trembling. 

　I don't know what I'm saying. 

　But I still wanted him to admit it. 

　一I just wanted him to understand that I wanted to be with him. 

"...I see..."

　He said, patting my head gently, taking my hand in his, and holding it softly. 

　I felt my vision blur. 

".......uu...... "

　The hotness on my cheeks spread out endlessly. 

　I hugged onii-chan desperately so that he would not know. 

* * *

　I stared at his sleeping face. 

　Same time, same place. 

　This has become a routine for me lately. 

　The only difference is the way I look at him. 

"ugh..."

　I can't help but cry. 

　I'm only a sister to you, no matter what. 

　I know I have to stop this. 

　But I can't help it. 

　The feeling in my heart, so strong that I can't help it, so strong that it's almost appalling, is driving me. 

　I keep staring at onii-chan's face. 

　Just by doing so, my feelings overflow and spill out. 

　As if pulled by the feelings that leaked out, I brought my face closer to his face.

"I love you, onii-chan..."

　I murmured a little, and I kissed him lightly with my lips. 

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