Yanomiya-san Tanned Brown Skin Is Pure White on the Parts That Aren't Tanned
A burst of sound vibrating the air.
The main event of the summer festival, the fireworks, had begun.
āThey look pretty good!ā
āItās beautiful.ā
Takanashi-san and Kiniwa-san, standing side by side, are having a conversation while watching the fireworks.
āItās hard to see.ā
āYes, it is.ā
The Yurizono sisters, who are also standing in line, are wearing masks that are making their voices sound fuzzy.
The reason itās hard to see is because of the masks. Why donāt you just take it off?
But when I saw the Yurizono sisters holding hands, I thought that the masks were probably to hide their embarrassment.
āOh, itās a little scary how the air chatters when it makes a soundā¦ā
Alice, who is holding the sleeve of my yukata, huddles against me, trembling as if sheās scared.
Alice must be scared.
As I stroked her head, she looked at me and smiled, her cheeks reddening.
Yes, cute.
The shrine on the hillside is a good spot to watch the fireworks. The shrine is located on a hillside and is a good spot to watch the fireworks, but the trees are so thick that the view is limited.
A hole in the ground is just that, a hole in the ground.
Thanks to Kiniwa-sanās information, we knew this from the start, so we left the food stalls early and moved to a place where we could see the fireworks. Thanks to her, we were able to secure a spot.
āUuuuu! Uuuuu!ā
Yanomiya-san was jumping up and down while moaning in frustration.
We are in a place where some of the dense trees have opened up. Even though itās open, itās not completely devoid of trees.
You can see fireworks from the trees, but it seems that itās hard for her to see the fireworks that are shooting out on the ground.
I lifted her in a heap.
āAh! I can see them! Thank you, Amane!ā
She seemed to be able to see the fireworks because I lifted her, and thanked me in a happy voice.
I lifted her for her sake, but the feeling from my fingers made my face hot.
I lifted her with my hands under her armpits on both sides, so my fingers were digging into her pudgy things.
I had forgotten. I forgot that Yanomiya-sanās breasts are bigger than Aliceās.
That and my arms are shaking like theyāre about to pull.
Even though Yanomiya-san weighs very little, it is very hard to lift her all the time.
Maybe I could hold it for about five minutes.
āHaha! Itās so pretty!ā
Yanomiya-san shouted happily.
I canāt let her down now, can I?
But the trembling in my arms becomes more and more intense.
It might not last five minutes, but it might last three.
āWhoa! Hahaha! Boom! Boom! So pretty!ā
The shaking of my arms becomes more and more violent, but I canāt let the happy Yanomiya-san down.
Because Iām her onii-chan.
Iāll go beyond my limits.
Despite my will, my arms are slowly falling.
The fireworks display is about forty minutes away.
⦠I donāt know if I can do this. Forty minutes is a bit too much for me.
āHa-ha! Dad, you can see the fireworks!ā
When I looked at the voice I heard, I saw a man who looked like a father carrying a little girl on his shoulders.
Oh yeah, thatās it! A shoulder carry!
If I carried her on my shoulders, my arms wouldnāt get tired, and Yanomiya-sanās eyes would be higher, making it easier to see the fireworks.
Thank you, unnamed father and daughter.
āK-Kuu-chan, let me carry you on my shoulders. I think youāll be able to see the fireworks better.ā
I asked Yanomiya-san as I pulled myself together.
āShoulder ride? Yes! I want you to carry me on your shoulders!ā
I was relieved when Yanomiya-san agreed, and I set her down once.
It was a close call. I thought my arm was going to fall off.
āShoulder carriageā¦ā
As I was putting my arm around her, I heard someone muttering to herself.
I looked over and saw Takanashi-san staring at me.
āIf Rin-chan gets on Amane-chanās shoulders, Amane-chan will be crushed.ā
Takanashi-san face instantly turned red at Kiniwa-san teasing.
āI-I-Iām not that heavy!ā
Takanashi-san shouted with tears in her eyes on her red face.
āI know that. Rin-chan has a good figure. But Rin-chan is taller than Amane-chan. It would be a pity if she had to sit on Amane-chan shoulders.ā
āUuuu, indeed.ā
Takanashi-san moaned as Kiniwa-san gave her a precise shove with a smirk.
āAmane, Iām ready!ā
I lowered my gaze when I heard Yanomiya-sanās voice, and was startled by the sight that met my eyes.
She was smiling happily, and she was pulling up the hem of her yukata.
Her thighs were exposed to the point of danger.
So, if you want to ride on my shoulders in a yukata, you have to pull up the hem. In addition, Yanomiya-sanās raw thighs would pinch my face.
Oh, my God. This is a bad idea. But I canāt say Iāll stop now, and I canāt lift it with my arms anymore.
If this happens, I have no choice but to open up.
I told myself that, nodded, and squatted down on the spot.
āI know itās a lot to ask, Amane, but Iām counting on you! Iāll never forget this favor! Iāll never forget what you did for me with the kokwa, and Iāll never forget what you did for me at the camp! Iāll pay you back a hundredfold!ā
(TN: Kokwa =Ā Dorcus rectus (species of stag beetle). Google yourself for more).
With a big smile on her face and her voice raised, Yanomiya-san stood in front of me with the hem of her yukata just barely pulled up.
She must have been wearing shorts when she got her tan. Her brown tanned thighs were completely white from the base of her thighs.
The yukata was pulled up so far that I could see it.
I gulped and shook my head in a huff.
Iām such an idiot. Itās a disgrace to lust after the pure and innocent Yanomiya-san.
āWell, Amane, please take care!ā
She then spun around on the spot and turned her back to me.
While scolding myself for being so pathetic, I grabbed both sides of Yanomiya-san and lifted her. Then, she stood upon my shoulders.
Itās easy because she weighs so little, but as expected, Yanomiya-sanās cool, raw thighs are between my face and against my cheeks.
And the puckered feeling from the back of my neck.
Yanomiya-sanās crotch was pressed against the back of my neck.
Iāve seen her naked in the hot springs, so I can imagine what her crotch looks like, and if Iām not careful, Iām going to get a nosebleed.
(TN: Ara~)
āWhoaaa!ā
Yanomiya-san swayed and held my head with her hand while screaming. I, too, reacted quickly.
āNuu!?ā
I grabbed Yanomiya-sanās thighs tightly with both hands and moaned at the soft but taut feeling from her hands.
My face was trapped between her thighs, the back of her crotch was pressed against the back of her neck, and she also grabbed her thighs with both hands.
Maybe girls donāt mind each other, butā¦
Itās not fireworks. To put it bluntly, itās not fireworks.
āIām so happy for you, Kuu-chan.ā
Alice, who was standing next to me, raised her voice with a smile as she looked up at Yanomiya-san.
Aliceās pure smile that she has no way of knowing my inner thoughts.
āYes!ā
Yanomiya-san replied happily to Aliceās question.
She had no way of knowing what I was thinking inside.
So, I was so busy fighting my guilt that I barely got to see the fireworks.
ā
I gulped down a glass of well-chilled juice from the stall and exhaled.
When the fireworks were over and my throat was parched, I hurriedly bought some juice from a stall and hurriedly quenched my thirst.
I could still feel Yanomiya-san thighs on my cheeks and hands, as well as the soft texture on the back of my neck.
Her skin was as smooth as she looked, and it was a more spiritual experience than seeing her naked in a hot spring.
āThank you, Amane! The fireworks were so beautiful!ā
Yanomiya-san, who was holding the sleeve of my yukata, thanked me with a big smile on her face as she looked up at me.
Huh, Yanomiya-san is pure and innocent, but me, Iāmā¦
I was so excited by the feeling of Yanomiya-sanās thighs and the depths of her crotch that I felt ashamed of myself and started to cry.
āFireworks are beautiful, arenāt they?ā
āYeah, it was.ā
Takanashi-san and Kiniwa-san are happily chatting with each other.
āI couldnāt see the fireworks very well.ā
āIf you made the holes in the masks bigger, you might have been able to see them better.ā
The two of them, still wearing their masks, are having a fugafuga conversation.
(TN: Fugafuga = breathing? Maybe something like a mumbling.)
āIs it over?ā
Alice, who was standing next to me, muttered, smiling but looking somewhat sad.
Yes, the last event of the summer vacation is over, isnāt it?
ā
The fireworks were over, and it was time to go home.
Festivals are fun, but it is very sad to see the festival music gradually fading away.
Even though everyone is around me, I canāt help but feel lonely.
Amid these feelings, the Yurizono sisters parted from us and Takanashi-san and the others, leaving me and Alice alone.
Alice, who was walking hand in hand with me, turned her head slightly and held my hand tightly.
Outside lights are set up at even intervals.
The lights of the houses lining the street.
There were many people walking home from the festival, just like us.
I shouldnāt be lonely, but I am.
āI had so much fun, but I feel so lonelyā¦ā
Alice muttered to herself.
āYesā¦ā
I thought that Alice felt the same way, so I said something back.
āLetās come back next year.ā
āUnn.ā
She nodded at my question without pausing, looked at me with teary eyes, and smiled.
The slightly sad smile on Arisuās face made her look somewhat mature.
ā
Arriving home, I took a bath with Alice, dried each otherās hair, and then we both went upstairs.
Perhaps it was the loneliness at the end of the festival, but Alice was all over me. Perhaps she was tired, but as soon as she lay down on the bed, she fell asleep hugging me.
While patting Aliceās head, I decided to check my phone before I went to bed, so I picked up the phone I had left by her bedside.
āāOn the way home, Ena-chan cried and it was very difficult.
āāOn the way home, Rin-chan cried and it was very difficult.
I couldnāt help but squirm when I saw the same message sent separately from Takanashi-san and Kiniwa-san-san.
In short, they were both crying.
āāAmane, I love you! Thanks again for today! Good night!
The message that Yanomiya-san sent me was so pure, just like her, that it made my heartache.
Iām sorry for getting excited by your thighs.
āāchu chu, chu chu chu ā”
(TN: What? Kiss SFX maybe?)
Apparently, I received a message from the rats.
I donāt understand rat language.
I thought about that with a jittery look in my eyes and displayed the next message.
āāPromise, you remember, donāt you?
I was nervous when I saw that message.
The sender was Iris-san.
The promise isā¦
ćPlease go on a date with me sometimes, okay? Thatās a promise, right?ć
Iris-san said that in a sweet voice while looking at me with an upward glance. The image of her flashed through my mind.
I had forgotten about her. Iād completely forgotten. Speaking of which, I promised Iris-san that I would go on a date with her.
A date with Iris-san, just the two of us.
If everyone was with us, there would be no problem, but just the two of usā¦
My heart is pounding and beating fast.
A date alone with an adult woman. And the other woman is the immensely beautiful Iris-san.
Itās okay, isnāt it? Iām sure weāll just have fun and eat together.
Thatās what I told myself, but my mind was filled with anxiety, wondering if it would really end there.
Iām worried that my silly sister will tell me something unnecessary.