Someone not knowing the context might mistake her innocence for that of a spring lamb tempting the hungry wolf. They might even be tempted to play their role as the wolf and “gobble her up,” so to speak.
Such a thought likely hadn’t entered Pamil’s mind, though... Probably. She was simply lacking shame and common sense; that was why she was so at ease being nude, even in front of Kyouhei. It was also proof that she could let her guard down around him, and he would not betray her trust.
On top of that, while it might only be on paper... she was his sister. Kyouhei wanted to live as normal a life as he could, so he didn’t want to (this has been censored), or (by experts), and then (under the Regulations for the Protection and Nurturing of Youths) like in porn games.
And thus... Kyouhei was reciting Jugemu to send his little one between his legs to sleep. Said little one was currently heedless of his owner’s wishes, and had perked up in a disgraceful show of physiological reactions.
“Actually... if she had a bit more self-consciousness as a girl...” he muttered, just as his reason won the tug of war against his instincts.
Maybe then he wouldn’t have these hardships.
“Paaaathetic!” came a yell on the heels of Kyouhei’s words. “The far more fundamental problem is yours as her brooooother!”
Kyouhei started and looked up, only to be hit in the face by some sort of nylon rope. He then leaped back, clutching his nose.
A figure descended where he’d been standing with a thwiping noise, like a special forces soldier rappelling from a helicopter. Ignoring such petty trifles as the current location being inside a home, there stood...
“Dad!” Kyouhei yelled at the man, still holding his nose.
Kyouhei’s father, Shuuhei Nanbu. He was committing crimes by the dozens—including smuggling, forgery, and other such illegalities—under the title of International Trader.
Shuuhei was wearing an unusual outfit, though that itself was rather normal for him. It was Japanese clothing, black from head to toe. He had leggings wrapped around himself and straw sandals on his feet. He was also wearing a hood, and even his hands were covered in fabric.
Indeed, it was a ninja outfit.
And as if that wasn’t enough, the headband covering his forehead had a metal plate sewn into it with the word “father” engraved on its surface.
“How did you get in?!” Kyouhei yelled at his father.
The house had military-grade security. Taking into account the number of things inside that had to remain hidden, that much went without saying, but even the owner shouldn’t be able to just waltz on in.
“Foolish indeed. This home may boast the highest security possible, but the one to set said system up was none other than me. It was child’s play to disable the alarm and enter through the hidden roof access!”
“Then there’s no point to that security!”
“More importantly, Kyouhei, I’m disappointed in you!”
“And I’m disappointed in your humanity!”
“Silence!” Shuuhei yelled, “Quit nitpicking over little stuff like that!”
‘Little’ stuff aside, Shuuhei was more energetic than usual, and Kyouhei’s flinch let Shuuhei keep pressing the issue:
“What a mess! Even though you can say saccharine things like ‘she just needs to live as my sister!’” The familiar phrase made Kyouhei freeze. “Before complaining about Pamil not having enough self-consciousness as a girl or as your sister, take a good look at your own as a brother! That’s what your dad thinks!” Shuuhei added.
“How... did you hear that?”
“Obviously, I was hoping—I mean, worried about something happening between the two of you. Siblings or not, you are both of an age where many things might happen! That’s why I bugged all the rooms and daily necessities! I can watch all your happy-embarrassing moments together!”
“Remove them right now!” Kyouhei yelled, a vein throbbing on his forehead at Shuuhei’s pride with himself.
“Oh, so you’re planning on waiting ‘til you’re out of sight to do something dodgy to your sister?! You swine!”
“Like hell!”
“Besides...” Shuuhei said with a sigh, his face growing serious, “Kyouhei, you’re always going on about how Pamil ‘doesn’t have common sense,’ and telling her to behave like your little sister.”
“Y-Yeah, what about it?”
“Can you honestly say you’re a good enough ‘Onii-chan,’ nagging her about being your sister? You’ve never agonized over her being about to get into the bath, or gone moe moe while she slept?”
“Urk.”
Ignoring the ‘moe moe’ and the like... it was true he’d been excited.
“Ngmm... What’s all the noise, Kyouhei?” Pamil had stirred, and her voice was still sluggish with sleep.
She then scrubbed at her eyes like a hamster or bunny. The adorable action pulled her pajamas down to show her collar bones, and the second button of her shirt seemed to be on the verge of unfastening. And, well, how to put it? Her chest... it was on show. Or perhaps not quite... (control yourself).
Kyouhei had suddenly fallen silent.
Moments later, the loud laughter from his father drew his attention. “Your heart just went ‘ba-dump☆,’ didn’t it?!”
“It... It didn’t...”
“Nope, it definitely did! My moe-gauge is off the scale! Oh, Kyouhei, you horn dog! Excited over your sister!”
“Argh! Shut your face!”
It was pretty much like a middle-schooler singing about them kissing under a tree, but an adult doing it made it all the more annoying.
Kyouhei punched at the tower of boxes standing next to him with a thump. “Then I’ll show you just how brotherly I can be!”
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“And that’s what happened,” Kyouhei proclaimed. His gaze looked like a soldier heading to war. “I want to become more ‘brotherly.’”
His conversation partner, the proprietress of the Corvette sitting across the counter, let out a non-committal hum.
She was a beautiful woman with long hair tied up by a white ribbon. Her calm demeanor and herbivore-like eyes put anyone that saw her at ease.
“Brotherly... you say...?” Kaoruko’s eyebrows drew together in concern.
It was early in the morning on a holiday, so Kyouhei was the only customer in the café. Incidentally, Pamil was currently housesitting.
“I’ve always been an only child... I’ve never even seen siblings talking; I’ve got nothing for reference.”
“I think you can just carry on as you were...” Kaoruko said doubtfully.