Stealing Spree

After enjoying our meal and tidying up what we used, Anzu-nee and I moved back to their living room.

While there was a hint of awkwardness between us, that didn't become a hindrance for us to be as close as earlier. We sat down side by side on their sofa with Anzu-nee snuggled on my side while my arm was once again hooked around her waist.

Somehow, that felt more natural than earlier. Of course, she still called me a naughty brat for being frisky with her but that’s all. She neither stopped me nor distanced herself from me.

Like me, she seemed to be enjoying every second of this moment.

A while later, maybe to fend off the growing silence and awkwardness between us, Anzu-nee picked up the remote control and turned on the TV to watch whichever show was on.

We tried.

We tried concentrating on that show. Unfortunately, our heads were probably muddled with something else.

One look was all it took. As we stared into each other’s eyes, the two of us figured out what we wanted.

In less than a minute, the barely existent distance between us gradually closed. Eventually, Anzu-nee moved over to sit in front of me, squeezed in the space between my legs

In turn, my arms naturally slipped around her, enclosing her in my embrace.

Still unlike when I embraced her by wrapping my arms around her waist, I did no such thing this time. I scooped her up entirely, squeezing her small figure within my hold.

And then, another silence.

With the sound of TV becoming background noise around us, we spent the next five minutes not talking to each other.

Anzu-nee grabbed my enclosed arms and slid them down to her navel. Because of that, her arms regained their freedom of movement.

And the first thing she did after doing that was lift them to reach for my head. Although she’s short, her limbs are quite lengthy. She successfully reached my face and squeezed it between her palms.

But she didn’t stop there. After mushing my face for a while, she let out a contented smile as her hand moved further, reaching to the back of my head.

Understanding what she wanted to do, I voluntarily lowered my head, anchoring my chin on her shoulder. Once again, I got subjected to her tempting fragrance that continuously drilled into my reason. Maybe if I lacked self-control, I would already be kissing her neck and getting a taste of her.

Satisfied, Anzu-nee’s lips curved up in a smirk as she turned to face me.

“Naughty brat, how should I interpret this? Do you like hugging your older sister or are you taking the initiative to not be on the receiving end?”

As I thought, she’s not clueless. She came up with a plausible reason.

But was that the case?

Honestly, I have no idea. I’m more inclined to say that this is me succumbing to the temptation while trying to hoist up the false flag of ‘Taking care of her’.

“You can interpret it either way, Nee-san. Last time, you spoiled me enough I could still remember the sensation of being… buried in your–”

I intentionally didn’t complete my words there and faked a cough in the end.

That’s futile though. Anzu-nee understood what I meant by it.

She momentarily froze as her pupils visibly shrank. A few moments later, she clicked her tongue to mask her gradually reddening face.

“I see… You cannot forget, huh? Fair enough.” Anzu-nee was trying her best to compose herself. However… “But Onoda-kun, that’s not my intention! I genuinely wanted to–”

“Yes, I know. You didn’t mean anything by that. It’s on me and my perverted mind.”

I cut her off before she could raise her voice. Following that, I pressed my face on her shoulder, evading her gaze.

Although she didn’t say anything, I picked up Anzu-nee strongly blowing air through her nose along with the subtle undulation of her whole body. She was fairly exasperated.

I waited for the moment when she was going to reprimand me for blurting that out since we never had this kind of talk before. Or we did. But it’s about me and Eimi, and it’s only a single exchange. However, the scolding never arrived.

Anzu-nee’s hand eventually landed on top of my head, her fingers burrowing through my hair. She combed it gently, conveying her utmost care and appreciation for me.

Shortly after that, her warm breath brushed against my ear as her gentle voice pierced through my senses.

“Naughty little brother. Is being buried in my chest that unforgettable?”

Without putting any brake on her words, Anzu-nee delivered that question as her fingers playfully coiled my hair around them. Through her subtle movements, I could sense her elation.

Even without looking at her, I could imagine Anzu-nee with a mischievous grin on her face. If I answer here, she’s going to use that to continue teasing me.

Little did she know, it had little to no effect on me.

“It is. And Anzu-nee-san, I can see a bit from here.”

Upon answering like that, I tightened my embrace around her.

It made her flinch but Anzu-nee took a while before comprehending what I said.

And when the realization sank in, I sensed her body temperature jumping up to a few degrees.

She’s a bit careless, no? Although she’s not wearing something with an open chest. The small opening on her shirt was already enough for me to get a glimpse of her twin peaks. She’s wearing a bra so there’s nothing much to see. But normally, that’s already bad enough.

“Perverted brat! Is this why you’re hugging me? Are you also taking a peek earlier?”

Although she blurted those out in one breath, Anzu-nee was quick to recover. She knew that was not the case. However, she still had to ask since that’s the only way to figure out what’s going on in my head.

And I decided not to disappoint her.

“To be honest, no. But I chanced upon a few glimpses. You can scold me for it, Nee-san.”

“What’s the point? If anything, was it not my fault for never considering it? I got too engrossed at how sweet you were acting…”

Ignoring that last line which was said in an almost inaudible voice, I couldn’t help but shake my head.

Somehow, I had this gut feeling that even if I admitted that I was intentionally peeking, Anzu-nee wouldn’t be mad at me at all.

.

“Forget it, naughty brat… If you want to take a peek. Tell me…”

“Nee-san. That’s…”

“Shush. I’m giving you that privilege. But it depends on my mood whether I will let you or not.”

This girl… If she said it like that, wouldn’t I be inclined to try it out?

“What about now?”

“This brat. You truly wasted no time… Tsk.”

Although she said that, Anzu-nee’s hand moved down to her chest. She pinched the collar of her top and started pulling on it.

However, before she could finish that.

A ringing sound cut across us.

Someone was calling her.

As it was placed on top of the coffee table in front of us, we caught what was flashing on the screen.

An unregistered number

However, Anzu-nee’s reaction to that says it all.

“That bastard. I told him to delete my number.” Her whole body started shaking in contempt but at the same time, the similar gloominess from earlier resurfaced around her.

Yeah. That’s her ex. And she’s probably dreadful that she instantly recognized his number despite deleting it already.

Anzu-nee… She downplayed how much damage that bastard caused her.

While her head was still stuck in the gutter whether she would take that call or not, I whispered to her.

“Nee-san. Take it. Answer the call. I’ll help you out.”