All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

Megumi Kato looked at Kotomi curiously. Even though Kotomi practically had the words ”something on my mind” written on her face, she was still putting on a tough act, insisting that everything was fine. Even if Megumi wanted to believe her, she simply couldn’t.

Thinking about it, Megumi couldn’t help but chuckle. Kotomi’s behavior—clearly having something to ask but pretending she didn’t—was so endearingly cute, as though she was wrapped up in all sorts of little thoughts.

Still… not telling her about something that’s bothering her wasn’t a good habit. Megumi hoped Kotomi would come to her whenever she was upset or had any misunderstandings.

Looks like she still needs a little ”guidance,” Megumi thought to herself, a hint of amusement crossing her mind.

”By the way, Kotomi, when are you coming over for dinner? Megumi has been wanting to invite you,” Ikemi Kato mentioned casually to Akina Izumi as they chatted.

”I’ve been wanting to invite Megumi over too! Why don’t we plan a dinner together sometime?” Akina suggested.

”That’s a great idea! Let’s make it a date then!”

Ikemi happily agreed with Akina’s proposal. She had been wanting to invite Kotomi, and Akina had been wanting to invite Megumi. It only made sense to have both families gather for a meal.

Neither Kotomi nor Megumi had any objections to the idea of a joint family dinner. The only one with any reservations was Aimi Izumi.

She already disliked her rival, Megumi Kato. If their two families grew closer, wouldn’t it mean that they’d end up becoming in-laws? Would she actually have to call Megumi ”sister-in-law” one day?

There was no way Aimi wanted that to happen!

But even if she felt a million objections in her heart, she couldn’t say any of them aloud. She could only cast a resentful look at Megumi, quietly marking this new grudge in her heart.

—Megumi Kato, just wait. I know you’re drooling over my sister. I won’t forget this!

After returning home, Kotomi checked her phone and noticed it was already close to eight.

”I have to wake up early tomorrow. I’m going to the aquarium in Shinagawa with Megumi, so I should take a bath and then get some sleep.”

While Kotomi quietly slipped off to take a shower, upstairs in her room, Aimi was thrilled. Now that they were back home, she finally had a chance for some alone time with her sister!

Excitedly, she put on her pajamas and got ready to head to Kotomi’s room.

”Sis, let’s play a game together!”

Aimi burst into Kotomi’s room holding a PS4 copy of Resident Evil 4 Remake in her hand.

Normally, Aimi would never choose a horror game, especially a zombie game filled with blood and gore, since she was a bit of a scaredy-cat. On top of that, she had always been terrible at shooting games. Whether it was with a keyboard and mouse or a game controller, Aimi simply couldn’t aim properly!

Out of ten shots, she’d likely miss nine, perfectly showcasing her ”sunset gun” technique with comical accuracy.

And if friendly fire was enabled, Aimi’s bullets would somehow hit her teammates squarely in the head. Kotomi, who had previously teamed up with Aimi in an FPS game, knew this all too well.

Kotomi still couldn’t forget the time she was trying to get to Point B, planning to take out an enemy and defuse the bomb, only to have her screen go gray as Aimi accidentally shot her in the head from behind.

She thought at first that the opponent must have been cheating.

But then she checked the replay and realized it was Aimi’s jittery trigger finger that had done her in.

When it came to gaming, Aimi was well aware of her own ”noob” status, so she barely ever bought games, much less played them.

But she had secretly bought this Resident Evil 8 disc, a game she would never normally touch, just because a few days ago, she had overheard Kotomi scrolling through Twitter and murmuring to herself.

”Wahoo! Capcom finally released Resident Evil 4 Remake! Hehehe, that big sister is just irresistible! I want it so badly!”

Hearing Kotomi’s offhand comment, Aimi decided to surprise her by secretly buying a copy of Resident Evil 4 Remake for the PS4.

Tonight was the perfect time to surprise her sister!

With this plan in mind and imagining Kotomi’s joyful reaction, Aimi went into her sister’s room.

But—

Kotomi wasn’t there?

”Weird. Where’s my sister? Where did my Onee-chan go?”

”Your sister just went to take a shower.” Kotomi’s drowsy voice sounded from behind her.

Aimi quickly turned around, momentarily at a loss for words as she took in the sight.

Kotomi was standing in front of her, wrapped in a bath towel, her alluringly pale skin exposed. Her short white hair was still damp, with strands clinging to her shoulders, her skin a flawless blend of soft white and light pink.

Her legs were shapely and smooth, her calves firm and beautifully toned. Water droplets slid down her body, like a breathtakingly perfect painting. Her arms were crossed modestly over her ample chest.

Though she was still at a youthful age, her figure was already well-developed, with soft curves that the bath towel struggled to fully conceal.

Aimi, herself considered a school beauty, was constantly receiving love letters, though she always threw them straight into the trash.

Classmates admired her figure, but compared to Kotomi, she was like a firefly beside the full moon. Not only younger girls but even adult women had to acknowledge Kotomi’s natural, stunning beauty.

However, Aimi never felt insecure in front of Kotomi. Instead, she felt… a certain craving.

”Sis, why are you showering so early today? It’s barely nine,” Aimi asked, wiping a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth.

”Oh, I wanted to get to bed early. I need to wake up early for my outing in Shinagawa tomorrow.”

”An outing? With a friend?” Aimi’s ears picked up on this immediately. She tightened her grip on the PS4 disc, trying to keep her tone casual.

”That’s right. I should head to bed soon, then. I guess we won’t be able to play games tonight.”

”Play games?” Kotomi tilted her head curiously and finally noticed the game disc in Aimi’s hand.

Although she couldn’t see the cover, the familiar blue PS4 case was unmistakable.

”A PS4 game disc?!” Kotomi’s surprise was evident.

Seeing her sister’s delighted expression, Aimi proudly held up the cover, showing it off as she perched on the bed and playfully lifted her foot, clad in white lace-edged cotton socks.

”Hmph, it’s the remake of your favorite—Resident Evil 4. Want it? Well, if you’re that eager, you’ll have to play until dawn with me. But before you get to dive into Resident Evil 4 Remake, you’ll need to get on your knees and beg for it, like a loyal little puppy.”

As she spoke, Aimi’s cheeks flushed red.

It wasn’t embarrassment—it was excitement! Just the thought of it made her cheeks glow.

Under Aimi’s eager gaze, Kotomi slowly opened her mouth and replied:

”Really? That’s it?”

As Kotomi’s words fell, it was Aimi’s turn to look puzzled.

”That’s it?”

What did she mean by that?

Could Kotomi feel that just having her feet kissed wasn’t enough?!!!

At that thought, all sorts of ”instructional videos” featuring girls she had seen before flooded Aimi’s mind, and a blush spread across her face as her voice involuntarily grew more intense.

”I… I didn’t expect you wanted to go that far! If that’s the case, then I don’t have to keep pretending to be ’ladylike’! Tonight, you’re all mine!”

Having said that, Aimi was just about to strip down completely and leap at Kotomi, preparing for a long night—

Smack!

Kotomi brought her fist down on Aimi’s head.

Thunk!

Like the sound? Good heads make good sounds!

”Ow—”

Aimi instinctively covered her head with her hands, and the PS4 Resident Evil 4 Remake disc she had been holding slipped from her grip and was about to hit the ground.

Kotomi stretched out her hand and caught it just in time, letting out a sigh of relief.

”Phew, that was close. The disc almost fell. Even though I already bought it on Steam, a PS4 game isn’t cheap.”

”What?! You already bought it? But I looked through the box you use to store PS4 games this morning, and there was no Resident Evil 4 Remake in there!”

Hearing Kotomi’s words, Aimi momentarily forgot to complain about the pain from Kotomi’s fist and quickly asked what was going on.

To surprise Kotomi, Aimi had been secretly observing her for quite some time, but hadn’t seen her purchase Resident Evil 4 Remake.

On Kotomi’s desk, there was a box where she kept all her PS4 game discs.

Aimi had been diligently checking it daily. Whenever Kotomi left for school in the morning, Aimi would sneak into her room and make a habit of checking that box.

As of this morning, there had still been no Resident Evil 4 Remake in there.

Seeing the confused look on Aimi’s face, Kotomi suddenly remembered that Aimi couldn’t tell the difference between a gaming console and Steam!

Realizing this, Kotomi couldn’t help but laugh. Hugging Aimi close, she gently explained with a smile:

”Oh, my sweet little sister, let me explain to you the difference between Steam and PS4.”

What followed was a detailed lesson on gaming platforms.

When Kotomi finished, she took a sip of water. Aimi, on the other hand, sat blushing, clutching Kotomi’s pillow, hiding like an embarrassed ostrich in the corner of the bed.

With her face buried in Kotomi’s pillow, she muttered softly,

”I’m such an idiot. I kept wondering why, if Onee-chan liked Resident Evil 4 so much, she hadn’t bought the Resident Evil 4 Remake. Turns out she didn’t buy the disc; she got it on Steam instead… Mmm… let me smell, just one more sniff… Ah, so fragrant, it’s too good! This is bad! Really bad! Just one more whiff!”

Aimi’s disappointment from a moment earlier evaporated as she inhaled the lingering fragrance on Kotomi’s pillow, burying her face deep in it to fully absorb Kotomi’s scent.

Kotomi had been about to comfort Aimi, but after hearing Aimi’s blissful muttering, her face darkened, and she hoisted Aimi up off the bed.

”I was just about to cheer you up, but it looks like I don’t need to. You bounce back quickly, huh?”

”Only a little. I still need your kiss to feel all better~”

”Enough already! I’m going to bed.”

”Huh? Not playing Resident Evil 4 Remake?”

”I have to get up early tomorrow. You should get to bed too. Besides, if I play Resident Evil late at night, how confident are you about my ability to sleep afterward?” Kotomi replied, giving Aimi a lift.

Perhaps out of habit, Kotomi didn’t give Aimi the princess carry she had been hoping for, but rather cradled her like a little kid as she carried her to her room.

”Come on, Kotomi, let’s sleep together!”

”No way. Every time we share a bed, your hands and feet are all over the place,” Kotomi refused flatly.

”I swear I’ll only misbehave for four hours tonight!”

”How long do you think I can put up with that?”

Hearing Aimi’s shameless statement, Kotomi nearly stumbled as she laughed.

”At least give me a goodnight kiss!”

”Goodnight. Go to sleep.”

After denying Aimi’s request to share a bed, Kotomi said goodnight and firmly shut the door to Aimi’s room.

Back in her own room, Kotomi stretched and spotted the PS4 disc Aimi had left on her bed. A warm smile crept onto her lips.

She hadn’t expected her little sister to buy her a game.

Having a little sister like this—anyone would be jealous.

”A goodnight kiss, huh…”

Kotomi touched her soft, cherry-like lips, recalling that time when she was unconscious in the hospital bed, and Aimi had held her hand and confessed her feelings.

I love you. Love as in romantic love.

Kotomi’s cheeks grew warm. Unable to sit still, she headed to the bathroom to splash her face with cold water.

The cool water helped her calm down. She returned to her bed, but just as she was about to turn off the light, a notification ping sounded from her phone on the nightstand.

She picked it up and saw a text from Megumi Kato.

[”It was such a nice surprise running into you at dinner tonight. Get some rest—we have a date tomorrow!”]

A date?!

Seeing that word, Kotomi’s face flushed a deep red, and her heart, which had just calmed, started racing once again.

”Oh, what’s wrong with me tonight? Why am I so sensitive?” Kotomi murmured, pressing her warm cheeks.

Lately, not only had her physical reactions become more intense, but her emotions were more sensitive as well. When a pretty girl said something even slightly suggestive, she’d find herself blushing and flustered for ages.

It was as though her heart was yearning for… something.

But what exactly was she yearning for?

Even when she asked herself in her mind, she couldn’t quite figure it out.

Kotomi rubbed her cheeks to keep from overthinking it and then typed out a reply.

[”I’m looking forward to the aquarium too. Hehe, I’m already in bed!”]

After sending the message, an idea struck her. She opened the camera app and switched to selfie mode.

Click.

She took a quick photo of herself sitting on the bed in her nightshirt, her fair legs visible in the frame.

When it came to a beautiful girl’s selfie, there was no need for filters.

After sending the photo to Megumi, Kotomi suddenly realized she had been a bit hasty. She hadn’t fastened the top few buttons of her nightshirt!

A glimpse of her smooth, fair skin and the subtle curve of her cleavage was visible beneath the open shirt, unintentionally giving off a soft, teasing allure.

And her bare, snowy thighs were right there in the shot.

Oh no, I messed up! Usually, I don’t wear pajamas to bed; I just put them on and take them off once I’m under the covers, so I didn’t bother with pants or buttoning up properly… And now I can’t unsend it! Oh well… Megumi’s a girl too. It should be fine, right?

Kotomi reassured herself.

About half an hour later, she finally received a reply from Megumi.

[”Sorry, I was in the bathroom and getting ready for bed. Your pajamas are so cute, Kotomi, just like a real-life little penguin. Rest well!”]

Relieved, Kotomi let out a sigh. It seemed Megumi hadn’t noticed her slightly ”revealing” state in the selfie and had only commented on how cute her pajamas were.

[”Goodnight! See you in the morning!”]

[”Goodnight~”]

Setting her phone down, Kotomi turned off most of the lights in her room, leaving only a small nightlight. Her head hit the pillow, and within less than a minute, she was fast asleep.