I didn't want to get up. I was having too good a dream to want to. It's a shame I don't remember what it was about, but all I know is that it was something good, something that filled me with confidence.
I never would have woken up if it weren't for my alarm, which bothered me so much that I ended up snoozing for five more minutes. But that flew by, as I soon started hearing it again. Although it sounds a little odd, it's as if it's calling my name...
"Will you get up for the love of god?!"
An annoying voice very close to me was the one that woke me up completely, lifting the thin blanket I was covered with. I could also notice that I wasn't hugging my pillow, which was lying on the floor.
The last thing I noticed was how that same person grabbed my shoulders, then began to dig their nails into me like a savage.
"W-wait! Stop it, Amaya!"
At least, when I begged for mercy, my words were heard, and the beast stopped attacking my shoulders with its claws, bringing peace to my body … Or so I would say if she hadn't dug them into me for so long…
"I told you to stop doing that, you fucking idiot!"
"I'm so sorry Snow White doesn't want to wake up."
This behavior between us was nothing more than a habit, and everything we said was in jest; neither of us was really angry. Well, I was a little after that attack...
I'm still too sleepy to blame her for that, so I'll let it go for now...
"If I hadn't woken you up, you'd probably have stayed like a log here in bed."
"And is there any benefit to going to class anyway?"
"Well, yes, and that means you're going to accompany me part of the way. You should thank God that you can even walk beside me—"
"Yes, yes, let's see if you're as proud and confident in yourself once you're looking for a job…"
"But I haven't even finished college!"
After a somewhat pointless exchange of words, I got out of bed and headed to my closet, where I would take out my school uniform. The first thing I always do is put it on.
Aside from the uniform, I don't have much variety; it's all t-shirts, sweatshirts, and regular pants. It's not my fault I have such a bad sense of fashion, although it kind of is.
"Oh, and Dad said that if you don't eat breakfast, he'll take away your computer. You're always skipping it, even I'm worried, ¡but just a teeny tiny bit!. Well, if you do skip breakfast, you won't be watching porn anime..." said my sister, who was still in my room after such a violation of my rights.
"And why do you say that as if you don't do the same?"
"Good point…"
There's no need to be so honest; there are MANY things I don't want to know about you, my dear sister.
I decided to completely ignore the non-excuse she said afterward, and I completely ignored her in the process. Two birds in one stone.
As I walked past her face, I left my white uniform shirt and pants on the bed, wanting to get dressed. It was September, so the summer uniform was still mandatory. It also wasn't cold enough to be wearing the autumn one.
I had to get dressed, so while I turned my back on whatever was at my door, I began to take off my pants-.
What's Amaya doing that she won't leave?
"Are you going all northern now?"
"I was just thinking of another insult to throw at you, but I give up," Amaya replied disappointedly, as she turned around, about to leave the room.
Ah, but she doesn't leave without making an unnecessary comment, even smiling now. "It's not like it's worth it to see what a pitiful little bug you have down there."
He said it in a mocking tone, of course, before running out of the room and closing the door. Before she left, all I had time to do was sigh.
And let it be known that I already know that I have a small one.
So, yeah, this is the monster I've had to put up with every day since I was born, poor me. The worst part is that she was even worse when she was little. Amaya is the oldest by three years, so we're just about within the age range where it's not unusual for us to get together. People who know us should be weirded out for age anyway, we're brothers, after all, and we share quite a few tastes and sense of humor too. This girl is very strange.
She says I gave it to her, the strange thing, although she probably would have been the way she is now even if I weren't around, except she wouldn't be able to show it. I think she's given me more than I've given her.
I even feel so unkind, I couldn't like her more, and I couldn't ask for a better sister either. The only downside to her existence is that she physically abuses me, aside from the fact that my friends can mess with her or say that my sister will make us a family. And by my friends, I mean one guy in particular.
It's not like Amaya and the rest of them don't get along. Sometimes she even goes out with the group, even if forced, but she mostly hangs out in her room, and when she does go out with us,. I do pretty much the same thing, except I go out more than she, I think.
After being forced to eat breakfast by an insistent Amaya, we both left the house to go to class.
Luckily, all I have to do to get to school is hop on the subway and walk a bit, but she has to do somersaults to get to college, according to her, of course.
I was only a week into the second trimester, but I was already tired, my face spoke volumes.
Well, my face isn't a viable source, as I have a tired face and a calm/weak tone of voice almost naturally. Everyone who sees me for the first time asks me if I'm okay; my mother used to ask me that all the time when I was little.
I'm already in a bad mood just thinking about it…
After riding the train and saying goodbye to my sister, I headed to school. It wasn't far from the station, so I got there quickly, and I ran into three other weirdos at the school entrance.
"Bro, you owe me dinner for like a month! If you don't bring it tomorrow, I'm going to tax you!"
"It's you, lol. All three of us know I was the one who won that game."
"You don't even believe it yourself!"
Is =@º\' already telling &$%"! to give him his money back? The fact that they're still doing this is astonishing to me.
=@º\' looked to his side, to speak to the third boy who was there, "_¨*^?¿·, &$%"! is the one who owes me money, right?"
"Don't pay attention to him! He's scamming you, he's 100% scamming you!"
"And you shut up, you fucking liar!"
Both of them pressured the poor _¨*^?¿· to give an answer, who, after a while of thinking, and another while of being nervous...
"...=@º\', you were the one who said 'double or nothing!', and then lost in the worst possible way." _¨*^?¿· put a finger to his cheek while showing a nervous smile, a little shy of giving the answer.
"_¨*^?¿·, liar!"
"Nah, don't pay attention to this guy, he's a loser."
"I'll break your neck!"
Daiki started pointing at =@º\' with his thumb, almost as if he were a freak. The atmosphere calmed down, more or less, when I caught their attention, raising my hand a little to wave, while taking off the headphones I was wearing.
"Hey."
" Ah, hello hello !"
"Hello."
"H-hey."
I wish I could say that something happened the rest of the day, but unless I want to start talking about a montage of bad jokes and moments that aren't funny, but make me laugh anyway, well, I have little else to say...
...if it weren't for the fact that in 4 days we're going to an anime convention.
I'm not going to say much for now, and there's not much to say about a convention, either, but I'm really excited to go. This is my second time attending something like this, and I've been wanting to go since summer started, although only &$%"! is going; the rest didn't like it the last time we went.
Honestly, it would be ten times better if my sister came, but she says she doesn't want to, and no matter how many times I pestered her about going, she always ended up saying no. I stopped asking after the fourteenth try.
There are still 4 days of school left…
Classes are usually boring, no, sorry, they are boring.The only interesting thing about all this is a manga-like argument about a loser owing a kid dinner. What a familiar situation. It must be trendy to owe others money.
Anyone would think of having a typical day straight out of a comedy or romance manga or anime, but life isn't usually that entertaining. In my case, it's even harder to have something like that, since =@º\' usually plays basketball during recess, separating himself from the group most of the time. Although I also do my own thing, I always go to the library.
Literally, only one girl uses it, I think her name was Tsukiyomi. I've never spoken to her, and I never will. And neither of us uses the books there; we bring our own, in my case manga and light novels. We both know the other exists, but we never do anything about it.
My class routine is pretty much the same, aside from talking to them between classes. I'm not in any club, unlike =@º\', who would be impossible to guess which club she belongs to, so I don't have much to do here once classes are over.
I can handle three classes, then I read anything in the library. When the bell rings, I go back to class, and I can handle another three subjects. At least I laugh a little during the class breaks.
After another productive and entertaining day of classes, I said goodbye to my friends and took the train home.
For a long time now, I've had the habit of listening to music. I do it both on the way there and back, or anytime I'm out and alone. Their parents pick them up, and they don't need to take the train, since they live close by, so I don't have anyone to talk to.
I'm not exactly a big talker. I'm a somewhat reserved and shy person, but when I'm in the mood, I can't shut up. The only person I'm always like this with is Amaya.
...I'm surprised I'm the only person I can bring up conversation topics with.
Even with similar tastes, you run out of things to talk about after a while. Ahh, how beautiful the magic of brotherhood is! And how tiresome it is...
We mostly talk about video games, anime, and TV shows, and if we're not doing that, we're completely stupid. Sometimes we even do both at the same time.
Talking so much about my sister... I sound like a complete Siscon..
One can only sigh after hearing such a monologue in my head.
The rest of the day was even more productive. I ate, locked myself in my room, talked to my sister for a while, read, played a game, went downstairs to have dinner with Amaya, since dad was still at work, and went upstairs to read again.
Whenever I think about it, I have a pretty boring life from the outside. In the end, what's so interesting about reading about a kid jerking off and wasting his time? I don't see the point, but I can't say much about it either; there are much stranger things out there.
Amaya is surely one of them.
Back to the present, I was in my room, locked away, while peacefully reading. Of course, that peace didn't last long, as a bug swung the door wide open and stared at me.
I wonder where I left the insecticide...
"Am I uglier than usual, or less handsome than usual?"
" Probably both." It's both a shame she's right and a shame I can't say the same thing. I think it's worth it for me to sound like a snob or a slob to say my sister is objectively pretty. That genetics haven't really rubbed off on me...
"And are you here for something more than just looking at my face?"
I put a bookmark on the novel I was reading and left it on my lap.
"…N-no, I just wanted to see if you were okay…" she said with a slightly faint and shy voice, although she wasn't blushing or looking to the side.
"Uh? Is my sister worrying about me? Are you sick? Do you have a fever?"
After seeing Amaya acting so suspiciously and perhaps even nervously, I decided to take advantage of her. For some reason, she didn't react to my comment or my sarcastic tone.
" It's nonsense, really..."
" And what is that nonsense?"
"… Um."
" Yes ?"
" Can I sleep with you?"
" And where is the hidden camera?"
"Nowhere!" She said, slightly irritated, "It's just… I haven't been sleeping well for a while, and I've been trying things to sleep better, and…"
"No need to make excuses. Just say you're in love with me, and-"
"I knew I shouldn't have asked…" and that was the end of her embarrassment, now she just sounds irritated and disgusted. "It would really be nice if you could talk like a normal person once in a while."
"Okay, yeah, sorry."
"…"
"…"
" S-so what do you say?"
At first, I thought it was some kind of joke, to see if I'd say yes and then she'd laugh at me nonstop, but seeing how serious she was, I decided to answer with what my heart was telling me.
"Of course I'm NOT going to sleep with my sister... That's not even a question..."
"B-but we did it when we were little!"
"Fuck, of course, when we were kids, but now it's weird."
I don't know what's wrong with this girl...
"And why would you want to do that now anyways? Have you read some incest manga of something and wanna try your creepy ideas on your poor little brother?!"
"Of course not you dumb fuck! I... I was just asking to sleep like usual, with nothing weird!! We can be as far as we can on bed if you want to!"
"Im still not sleeping with you tho!"
I don't know how he doesn't see the difference between sleeping like a baby and sleeping now. No one's watching, but doing something like that would weigh so heavily on my conscience that I'd never be able to forget it.
"Ahhhh, of course, now that I have a nice pair of tits, you're embarrassed, aren't you?" Amaya tried to joke about it so as not to be so embarrassed. Poor girl, that's how I get to donate to the Down Syndrome Foundation...
"If it weren't made of plastic, I would agree with you."
"T-they're not made of plastic!"
At my response, Amaya covered her breasts with her arms, a little embarrassed. Let her start it…
"Yes, they are! Chinese plastic!"
"Okay… Well, I'm going to have to hit you with them," she said while cracking his knuckles.
Hey… it seems your fists aren't… well, your breasts…
My sister was approaching me menacingly, with onomatopoeia surrounding her and everything. The aura she gave off terrified me, her bloodlust flooding my room.
I had to put the novel down at the edge of the bed in the time it took for her to approach. Her face had a villainous grin on it, a vein popping out of her head.
"Sooo?" She was on edge, about to explode.
"…Your ass is also made of plaaAHG." I couldn't finish my sentence, as she lunged at me, and I mean that in the most literal sense possible.
Above me, Amaya held both of my arms, pinning them to the wall, while also fixing her gaze on my eyes.
"W-what is this? I'm not into bondage, you know!"
"Yes, I know."
"Then let me go!"
As I demanded that she released me, the strength holding my arms strangely increased.
"First, take back what you said~"
"But it's true…"
Even in a situation like this, I could still mess with her. At this rate, she's going to throw a few things in my face...
My response only made things worse, as she readied her fist to start giving me a rather cruel facial massage.
"Yessss? Is that trueeee?"
"…I'm not going to back down just because you're going to hit me…" I've gotten used to her doing it, even though I'm a wreck.
I closed my eyes, accepting my fate as the annoying one. But no matter how long I waited, the blow never came. In fact, when I closed my eyes, my arms were freed.
Freedom? Has she gotten over her anger?
Sometimes freedom can be horrendous when conditioned.
"Hey… No, please, hehe, no…" I begged as much as I could for my life, since I was now the victim of her hands.
There was my sister, sitting on my bed, on top of me, with her hands placed right under my armpits. A wicked smile spread across her face. Pure evil…
"You're going to find out!"
"N-no! Hahaha, no! S-stop, I'm dying, hahaha!"
I curled up into a ball as much as I could, lying down on the bed, and trying to get my sister to take her hands off my beautiful armpits by squeezing her hands as hard as I could.
"IT'S USELESS!"
"S-stop, hehe, really, please...Hahahaha! Ah, I'm dying, hahah, I'm dying, hahHAHA!"
I gasped between laughter and giggles as her hands desecrated the most sensitive part of my body. I tried to fight back, holding and moving her arms to stop her from tickling me.
A ridiculous struggle. I had no success attacking her arms, so I tried to push her away from me, but of course, with the little strength I had, that attempt was also useless.
As a last resort, I tried to tickle her back, but I was quickly stopped by a single arm from her. I was running out of options.
It was difficult to think with a cool head at such a critical moment, but I had to do it.
Phew, okay, what can I do…
I looked around me while I was laughing my head off to see what I had. The only thing at my disposal was my novel, which I wouldn't use to hit my sister in the face in a thousand years. I would never do that, it would be horrible. Damaging the novel that much isn't worth it.
I looked at Amaya, wondering what I could use against her…
…
Amidst the chaos, an idea, a brilliant idea, emerged. I didn't want to do it, but I had no choice. Unless she answered my prayers, there was nothing else in my power.
"Hahah… ah… If you keep going like this, hehe… I'll have to fight back somehow, hahah!"
"Come on, try it! You know you can't do anything to-!"
"…" I focused my sight on her plastic bags...
Yes… I'd better not do it… If I did, it would kill me twice as fast…
"O-okay, I give up, haha! Now, seriously, let me go already!"
" Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
Admitting defeat, I was able to calm the beast, whose claws now freed my armpits.
"Ah, ah…"
"…You're such a bother-"
"And now what have I done?! I'm the victim here!"
This was another violation of my rights, and perhaps of my body in general…
Amaya climbed off me, standing up as she left the bed. Afterward, she took the opportunity to stretch, a big smile on her face.
"Ahh~, that felt so good to me!"
I decided not to comment on it, for fear of risking my life again. I'm too young to die now. I decided to put the jokes aside and take it a little more seriously. I couldn't ignore such a strange question, one that came out of nowhere.
"…And I say to you, why did you ask me something like that?"
" Well, I did want to before, but now that I've seen your face and now that you've bothered me so much, you've taken away all my desire."
" If that's the case, you must have taken it all away by yourself…"
It was a somewhat awkward situation, one in which I didn't know how to continue talking for once in a long time. My best option was basically to tell her to fuck off.
"…Let this be all you do when you come here."
"You asked for it, I'm innocent here!"
" Ahhh, how lazy to argue with you…"
"Excuse me?"
She sounded offended, as if I'd said something wrong. You get tired of seeing that girl's face so much.
"Well, if you're not going to do anything else, I'd like to go to sleep. All that laughing has made me sleepy..."
Amaya sighed, "You're already kicking me out of the room… Okay, I'll take it," and then turned around, heading towards the bedroom door, to leave.
As she left, I picked up the novel I was reading and placed it on my desk, then lay down on my bed.
Before leaving, Amaya said one last thing.
"… Good night."
"Good night."
She closed the door the moment she stepped into the hallway, and I turned off the lamp on my nightstand.
Although I was slightly shaken after such an attack, it didn't take long for me to fall asleep.