“But I’ll be shivering in this!”
“Trust me, they’ll love it.”
“I mean physically! Physically cold!”
“Just psyche yourself out, and you’ll warm up.”
“What if I catch a cold?”
“Towa, hurry up and change out of that. Warm yourself up.”
“You’re unbelievable... Y-You’re the one who made me wear this...”
“Oh, wait a second. Is it okay for customers to try on swimsuits in this store?”
“Don’t worry. I still have my underwear on. See?”
Towa slid the shoulder strap and crotch area of the swimsuit to the side, showing me the pink underwear she had on underneath. She did stuff like that so innocently... That’s what made her such a force to be reckoned with.
So sexy. Towa just gained a trillion love points from her big brother.
“...What’s wrong, big brother?”
“Oh, nothing. Guess we’ll just have to save the school swimsuit for summer, huh? Your health takes priority over all else, Towa.”
“Phew... You act crazy most of the time, but I’m glad you can still manage to be serious every now and then, big brother.”
My own sister thought I was crazy.
“I’m going to put on the next one now, so close the curtain, okay?”
“Do I have to?”
“I’ll call for help.”
“Closing now.”
I closed the curtain and waited for Towa to change again. I could barely wait to see what was coming next. The Santa outfit and the school swimsuit had both looked so nice... But Towa looked amazing no matter what she wore. I was sure her next outfit would look super cute as well. There I stood, eagerly awaiting what she was going to show me next.
Suddenly, the curtain opened again.
“Whoa, that was quic... Whoaaaaaa!” I bellowed out suddenly.
Towa was wearing... a bunny girl costume.
“Towa wants a carnivore like you to eat her, big brother-pyon!”
The shock nearly knocked me unconscious.
I was awestruck. Cute white bunny ears that bobbed whenever she moved her head. A red leotard that revealed the curves of her shoulders, back, and thighs to an inappropriate degree. The chest part was also cut wide open, allowing full view of Towa’s deep, ponderous cleavage. I felt like I was going to get sucked right into them. And let us not forget her small, round tail. Oh, and what would the costume be without the cuffs, collar, and bowtie, all neatly arranged despite how much of her skin was showing? It was charming as a naked woman wearing only gloves, socks, or a necktie. “So much of you is exposed, yet you’re hiding that one part.” “So much of you is exposed, yet you went out of your way to put that one accessory on.” The mismatched, unbalanced feeling of it all was truly magnificent. It was the antithesis of functional beauty, and utterly useless accessories only enhanced its eroticism. Now then, back to the bunny girl. Towa’s plump thighs were shrouded in black stockings. Even though this lowered the overall exposure of her body, it made her look even sexier. I know we’re straying from the topic of bunny girls here, but stockings are fantastic in their own right. Black stockings are famous for making legs look more beautiful due to being a slimming color, but there was much more going on here. When something is ‘shrouded’ in something, it gains a sacred essence. Legs, one of the most fetishized parts of the body, shrouded in black. Her legs were inviolable now, and the moment they became shrouded in black, they reigned. Oh, I wish I could rub up against them... No! I wish I could beg for the sweet mercy of rubbing up against them. They had vaulted up to great heights as an object of envy. Her legs were noble now. From there, a normal person who saw them would be struck by one very common desire: They would want to be stepped on. They would want the legs shrouded in black to step on them. Did a sweeter pleasure exist? Perhaps if those legs were to restrain a certain part of the male body? I suppose Yukihime would be better suited for something like that. Let me get back to the matter at hand: Towa. Towa in a bunny girl outfit. Why were bunny girls so sexy to begin with? Their bunny ears? Their tails? The degree of exposure? Oh, it was all so wonderful. But let’s think about this on a more fundamental level. What is the origin of the bunny girl? Bunnies can reproduce all year round, and it’s said that their mating season lasts forever. Perhaps that’s the true idea behind the costume – to send a message that the wearer is prepared to take in a man at any time. In other words, bunnies are perverted. And girls who wear bunny girl outfits become perverted. Probably. I doubt Towa was aware of these details concerning the outfit’s origin, though. And maybe I was the biggest pervert because I’d memorized it all. It was like Towa wasn’t even aware of what she was truly wearing. The costume was sexy enough on its own, but it got even more hare-raising when you learned about its origins. See what I did there? Anyway! Bunny girls were the sexiest beings in existence, which also made them the best! Bunny girls were the beeeest!!
“Big brother... You need to give me some feedback, or else I’ll just feel really embarrassed...”
“It’s perfect! Towa, I’m buying that for you!” I said, as I gave her a thumbs-up.
“Y-you really like it that much?!”
“You bet I do!”
“Huh? Oh no, big brother, your nose is bleeding! And why are you crying?”
My love for bunny girls was simply so great that I was starting to scare my little sister.
“We stayed here longer than I thought we would.”
“You’re just too good at egging me on, big brother. And I always let you...”
“Towa, your cuteness is your sin...”
“Stop trying to change the subject.”
After spending way too much time in the cosplay shop, we rushed out and started looking for Yukihime’s presents.
“What should I get her this year? I got her gloves last year, right?”
“Yeah. She liked them so much that she ended up wearing them every day.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah. You two are so close.”
“Close? Me and Yukihime?”
“Don’t act like you don’t understand.”
“But I really don’t.”
“Must be tough when both of you are tsundere...”
“She’s a tsundere, but I’m a deredere! Toward you, Towa!”
“Yeah, yeah. I guess it would be silly to call a tsundere a tsundere and expect them to say ‘You bet I am!’” She really seemed bent on labeling me as a tsundere.
“...Oh!”
“What’s wrong?”
Frozen in place, Towa was staring at a mannequin in a shop window.
“I just thought that would look good on Yukihime.”
“What would?”
“That scarf.” The mannequin was wearing a white scarf with a snowflake pattern on it.
“A scarf, huh? Heh heh. Sure, why not?”
“Why are you laughing?”
“I-I wasn’t laughing! I think it’s good! Let’s buy it!” All of a sudden, I was panicking and pushing her to buy the scarf. What exactly was I trying to cover up for?
As I decided to buy Yukihime a scarf as a present, I realized what had happened. I had imagined Yukihime wearing it. It would definitely look great on her. Her face was the one good thing she had going for her, so most items complimented it.
Towa also found her present within the same store: a hairpin shaped like a snowflake.
With our presents in tow, we headed home. I hope she likes her presents this year, too.
“Welcome home... Hey, what’s with all the bags?” Yukihime asked, the moment she saw us come home.
“Guess we bought a bit too much.”
“Yeah.”
“How come?”
“Tee hee! You’ll find out later, so get excited!” Towa stared at Yukihime and smirked.
Yukihime cocked her head to the side in confusion. She glanced at me, but I didn’t understand why Towa was smirking either. If it was just about the presents, then why did she say ‘later?’ I cocked my head as well, signaling that I had no clue.
Afterwards, something happened during my daily training.
“Y-You’ve gotta be kidding me! There’s no way...”
“You’ll be fine! Big brother loves stuff like this!”
I overheard Yukihime and Towa talking, so I went to their room and knocked on the door.
“What are you two doing? Can I come in?” They both replied in a flash.
“Sure!”
“No way!”
Interesting. Of course, I had no choice but to do as my little sister said, so I entered the room.
Inside, I saw Yukihime in a bunny girl costume – white bunny ears, a blue leotard, and black stockings that made her slim legs look even more beautiful.
“Wh-whaaat?!” This was the second time in one day, so I was determined to keep my cool. Still, that surprised cry escaped my throat.
“K-Kokuyaaa! Look away... Stop staring at me! Get out!!” Yukihime pleaded in a weak voice, in complete contrast with her usual tyrannic ways.
I ignored her. And ogled her, of course. I was shocked. I’d always loved bunny girls, of course, but there was more to this. I would have never expected her to put on something like this at home, and – this is probably the biggest reason why I was so shocked – it looked good on her. Really good.