Chapter 50: Inspection

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…I’m so scared.

Yukina lay across her sister’s thigh.

Her face was buried in the sofa cushion.

Only half an eye showed outside.

It was wet.

It reflected the messy moonlight outside the window.

It was too shameful.

It was really too shameful.

This posture was just like being pressed across Mom’s lap and lectured when she had done something wrong as a child.

The last time it had happened to her was already ten years ago.

What do I do…

She wanted to run.

But both legs were wrapped by her sister’s tail.

Her thin ankles were held together.

She could not even roll over.

Those already-loose sleep shorts, after that tossing just now, had already slid below her hipbones.

They exposed a small stretch of lower back so white it glowed.

Night wind drilled in through the window crack.

It stuck to her, ice-cold.

It made her shake even harder.

“Takanashi Yukina.”

Her sister’s voice fell from behind her.

It was neither cold nor warm.

It made her heart bristle.

Sure enough, no matter which world it was, when family called your full name, nothing good was going to happen.

“I’ll give you three more seconds,” her sister said. “Tell me where this money really came from.”

“I-I don’t know…”

Unable to tell the truth, Yukina could only shake her head.

The little pink-white head buried in the sofa cushion swayed.

“Three.”

Her sister’s hand lifted a little higher.

“Two.”

Water light swayed in Yukina’s sakura-colored eyes.

Her whole body went taut.

“One.”

She closed her eyes.

She pressed her lips tight.

“Zero.”

Her sister’s raised-high palm came down.

It was very light.

So light there was almost no sound.

Rather than a spank, it was more like a light touch.

It was like pressing a pudding with the back of a spoon.

But Yukina’s whole person still trembled.

Her waist and back arched slightly.

A small, soft whimper leaked from the corner of her mouth.

She shook hard.

It was as if she might fall apart at any moment.

“Next time, I really will use force,” Yuna said, and raised her hand again.

Yukina clearly shrank in.

But she still bit her lower lip.

She did not confess.

She only curled her body a little tighter.

Softly, with a hint of resignation, she prepared to receive the next spank.

Of course Yuna could not actually hit her.

She looked at the little sister lying across her lap.

She was so small.

She was like a startled rabbit.

The guilt that surged in her heart pierced her chest like thorns.

She could clearly feel that Yukina was afraid.

Very afraid.

But even so, she still was unwilling to confess.

Yukina wasn’t like this before… when did she learn to lie?

The little sister in Yuna’s memory, though rebellious in personality, had never hidden things away.

If she was short on money she would say, “Old fart, give me some spending money.”

If she was hungry she would say, “You, go fry me a couple dishes.”

She would not be like this, stuffing things down in the bottom of her heart.

A little sister like this now instead left her at a loss.

Is doing this… really okay?

Yuna lowered her head and looked at her own hand.

That bit of warm touch still remained on it.

She worried that if she really hit with force, her little sister’s body would not be able to take it and would break.

But if she did nothing, this matter would end unclear and unresolved.

One million.

This was a full one million.

It was not those little schoolyard scuffles.

This could very likely involve a criminal incident.

It could drag Yukina into an abyss that could not be taken back.

As her little sister’s only remaining, and only, guardian, she felt she had the responsibility to pull Yukina back onto the right track.

But she still could not figure out how an ordinary high school student had gotten mixed up with this money.

Violent crime? Impossible.

She completely could not imagine Yukina putting on a mask and robbing a bank.

These little hands probably could not even lift a weapon.

Economic crime? Even more impossible.

Yukina could not lie at all.

She could not even fool herself.

How could she possibly trick other people out of their money?

Ways for a high school girl to suddenly obtain a large amount of money… what else is there…

She lowered her head.

She stared at Yukina’s back.

It was too thin.

So thin she could see the shoulder blades gently shifting under the skin.

That slender body could be controlled with one hand.

The pajamas had rolled up a section.

They exposed her lower back and a small patch of white even lower.

Under the moonlight it looked like a small piece of milk cake that had just been kneaded.

Soft and slick.

Because she was too afraid, it was still shrinking in again and again.

Yuna gazed at a little sister like this.

Her breathing unconsciously grew a little heavier.

…Wrong!

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something.

Her pupils contracted violently.

Has Little Yukina lately gotten too cute?

Soft and sticky-rice sweet.

Not rebellious at all.

Even if Yuna clung on and hugged and sniffed her, she did not resist and scratch like before.

Her speech was soft and light.

She was gentle enough to seem like she was acting spoiled.

Sometimes when she drew close, she could even smell that sweet air seeping from the skin, like a ripe peach.

Dense and fragrant.

She could not help wanting to drink in a few more breaths.

She had always thought it was that her little sister had finally grown up.

But thinking about it now…

That sweet aura was not something a child should have.

It was more like a fallen succubus who had tasted the forbidden fruit.

She couldn’t be…

Yuna’s face, in a whoosh, lost all its color.

“Yukina.”

She suddenly called out.

Her voice even changed pitch.

In the next second, before Yukina could react, her waist was seized hard.

Her whole person was scooped up.

She was like a large cushion.

Her sister clamped her in the crook of one arm.

She was forcibly carried toward deeper shadow.

“Sister! Wh-where are you taking me…”

Her calves kicked in the air.

Her tail lashed back and forth.

But her sister did not answer.

She only kept walking toward the room.

The room door was shoved open.

Then it was pulled shut with a heel.

With a click, the latch sprang into the lock hole.

It was as if the outside world had been cut off in one stroke.

The room was very dark.

Only a line of moonlight leaked in through the curtain gap.

It lay across the wrinkled sheets.

The air was full of her sister’s scent.

It was heavy.

It was warm.

It mixed with the faint fragrance of shampoo and old wood.

It pressed over her, blotting out everything.

Yukina only felt her vision blur.

Her whole person had already been thrown onto the bed.

Her body bounced twice on the soft bedding.

At last she stopped in the center of the moonlight line.

Pink-white long hair scattered across the bed.

It tangled together with those toppled plush toys.

She struggled to sit up.

She found herself surrounded by a crowd of rabbits and little dogs.

And Sister Yuna stood at the bedside.

She had her back to the moonlight.

She was like a wall that could breathe.

This is Sister’s room… why did she bring me here…

Yukina instinctively grabbed a pillow as a shield.

She hugged it and shrank toward the head of the bed.

Yuna did not look at her.

She only turned around, pulled open the nightstand drawer, and took something out.

Moonlight traced that thing’s outline.

It was a glove.

A translucent thin glove.

She put it on without hurry.

She pinched the fingertips.

Then she pulled the edges into place one finger at a time.

She made that thin layer of latex cling tightly to her skin.

“Si-Sister… what are you going to do?”

Yukina’s voice was so small it was almost inaudible.

Her whole person shrank behind the pillow shield.

Only a small half of her face and her wet eyes showed.

Yuna stood in the center of the moonlight.

She slowly turned around.

Long hair slid down from her shoulder.

It covered half her face.

It only left that tear mole, and one dark, heavy eye.

“Let me seeee.”

“Wh…what?”

Yukina shrank back again.

Her heels rubbed two wrinkle-tracks on the sheets.

“I said, let me seeee!”

Yuna took a step toward the bedside.

Her knee pressed against the edge of the bed.

Her whole person leaned forward.

The pillow Yukina had used as a shield was snatched away in less than half a second.

It was thrown under the bed.

She bent down.

Both hands pressed Yukina’s trembling knees.

Her tail slid along the curve into the loose shorts, almost touching the edge of the pure cotton.

“Let me inspect my cute little sister…”

Her voice dropped.

She puffed out scorching breath.

“To see whether she’s already become a bad child who does body transactions with rich people!”