Oyaji Kanojo

When I arrived at the dojo building, Itou was chatting with a clerk girl at the office.

She was someone I secretly had a crush on, Sasaki-san.

Even when she was speaking ill behind my back, I still gave her a souvenir from my business trip, but she swiftly threw it away to the garbage box.

I couldn’t endure it and stopped going to the dojo.

Now, my mind was in an uproar when I saw her.

She was the one who made me felt depressed and heartbroken.

Itou found me and instantly rushed over.

“Iso….. oops, I should call you Oono-san. Are you going to practice? I can accompany you.”

“Ah, I just want to work up some sweat. Is the dojo empty now?”

“Yeah, dojo number two is empty around this time. Use it as you like. I’ll go there after taking care of the general division students for a bit.”

“I’m fine alone. Just take care of them properly. Aren’t you an a.s.sistant instructor now?”

“Well, that’s true. Though in fact, it’s a position that should’ve been filled by Isono-san .”

Sasaki-san was smiling sweetly as she came from Itou’s rear.

I felt a stab in my chest. It was painful to look a her face.

“Itou-san, who’s this? What a beautiful young lady.”

“Aah, this is Oono-san who just joined. She’s strong though. Very talented.”

“Heeh. Ah, I’m Sasaki. There’s rarely any strong woman in here, so do your best.”

“Y-Yes….. Excuse me.”

I flat out refused to look at her face and went towards the staircase as if running away. My destination was the dressing room at the second floor.

Even though it was something from many years ago, I still couldn’t handle it.

That time, I got my hope up just because she was a bit nice to me. But then she called me disgusting in response. And only from that, I quit Karate, the only thing which I’ve devoted my life into.

I opened the locker which was prepared for me in the dressing room.

Then I changed into the Karate uniform given by Kimura.

That idiot, he gave me a black belt.

Isn’t it obvious other students gonna think it’s strange?

I went to the dojo number two and started warming up.

As expected from a woman’s body, it’s soft.

If it’s like this, my high kick would have no real power.

I practiced a thrust technique over and over.

The fluttering sound of my Karate uniform reverberated in the quiet room.

How many times I was saved by this sound I wonder?

When I confessed, and being dismissed as a joke because of my face.

When I got mistaken as a molester, and was restrained by the police for 4 hours.

When I went for a marriage meeting, and was rejected the moment we met.

This sound always saved me.

This feeling was what made me able to keep moving forward.

When I finally calmed down, I suddenly realized something.

Komori too, when I told him to get stronger, must be feeling the same with me just now.

Surely he must be feeling helpless, as if falling into an abyss.

But I didn’t try to understand his bitterness, and instead only pushed my own selfish thoughts.

I was just like those guys who bullied him.

Even when saying I’m his friend, all I’ve done is driving him into a wall.

I went home one hour later, feeling lost and depressed.

“I’m home.”

When I arrived at the living room, Okaa-san who was sitting on the sofa and stretching her legs said “Oh my, my” and came to caress my hair.

“Your hair is really disheveled. Moreover Nacchan, you are stink of sweat. How about taking a bath?”

I didn’t check with the mirror earlier after all.

As a girl, I should’ve pay more attention to my appearance, huh.

Do I stink though? I raised my arm and tried to sniff my armpit.

“Hey, what are you doing? You are like a middle-aged man, you know. Fufufu.”

“Eh? R-Really? I’ll take a bath then.”

Hmm. I unintentionally acted like my former self.

Since I know my body odor wasn’t normal, I often checked whether I stink or not.

It would only be strange if I do that now, huh.

As I was washing my head, the door to the dressing room was abruptly opened.

“Onee-chan! I’m coming in!”

“Eh? W-Wait!”

Akemi quickly entered and showered herself with the hot water.

I stole a glance at her and blushed.

I’ve greatly grew accustomed to my own body, but the stimulus given by the naked body of a middle school girl was simply too much.

No, I’m not exactly a lolicon.

I’m definitely a mature adult!

Calm down, calm down. That’s right. I’m now a high school girl.

It’s not something that turn me on. Aren’t I only bathing together with my sister?

I also have breast, after all.

So right now I have nothing to be excited about.

I showered and applied the shampoo, and gradually calmed down.

As I continued to rinse my hair, Akemi touched my back.

I turned around with a start.

“W-What?”

“Onee-chan’s skin is really smooth, how nice. My kneecap is so dry~”

Akemi swiftly raised her legs. Gah. Isn’t her important place visible?

What’re you doing! Aren’t you a girl!

Blood rushed to my head once again. And as I thought I had a snivel in my nose, what dripped to my hand was red blood.

“Kya! Onee-chan, you have a nosebleed, nosebleed!”

Akemi left the bathtub, opened the door and called her mother.

“Okaa-san! Onee-chan has a nosebleed!”

“W-Wait, Akemi! Don’t exaggerate things!”

Okaa-san came in a panic and examined my face.

“Are you fine? Is your head hurting? Aah, what should I do? I will immediately call the ambulance!”

“I-It’s fine! I’m just a bit dizzy!”

As Okaa-san looked at me worryingly, I nodded to a.s.sure her. She finally let out a breath.

“Geez, don’t frighten me. I thought it was an after-effect of the accident. Well, just take it slowly now.”

That’s right. Natsumi was in a coma.

It’s natural for her to worry over a nosebleed.

My stopped hand moved once more, and as I continued rinsing my hair, Akemi clung to me from behind.

My back was pressed by the soft fair skin of a middle school girl.

“H-Hey, Akemi, what’re you doing?”

“Onee-chan, forgive me for making a fuss. Let me wash your back, okay?”

“W-Wash my back?”

I’m going to be touched by the bare skin of a middle school girl?

Isn’t that a crime!

No, I’m now a high school girl. Moreover, she’s my sister.

It’s necessary to get used to woman’s body.

…..Or not. I’m a mature man after all.

Even though I became a high school girl, I’m a man.

As I thought, deceiving a girl who doesn’t know anything is bad.

“Akemi, things like that are for the boy you like….. wait, oi!”

Akemi didn’t bother with my reply and dripped the body soap onto the sponge, making it bubbled.

Akemi asked “What~?” with an adorable smile before proceeding to wash my back.

Well….. Isn’t this fine?

Ah, right. I have to start a conversation.

“H-How about your school? Are you studying properly?”

“I do~ I’m not smart like Onee-chan though~”

“I-I see. If you don’t study properly you’re going to regret it in the future. There are also people who say that academic skills wouldn’t matter, but there is no choice but to do it if you want choose the job you like. For that reason…..”

“Somehow, Onee-chan is talking like Otou-san…..”

When I turned my head, Akemi was puffing her cheeks.

That’s right, huh. A girl her age wouldn’t like talking about things like this.

I unconsciously acted like a middle-aged man again.

“Sorry sorry. I’ll stop. How about your friends? Are you getting along with them?”

“Yeah. But but, that girl Kon-chan is really the worst. Despite it’s the day of my match, she went to the Rasch’s concert. Even though she knew also wanted to go, she broadcasted it on LINE. She was just bragging.”

Rasch? That idol group who wriggle their body?

I wonder why women love that kind of thing.

“Yori and Mussan got angry as well, the others also ignored her. That’s why I won’t forgive her until she apologize.”

Oh my, so she’s also bullying others. Well, she’s around that age after all.

“Akemi, she wasn’t bragging. Didn’t she only want to let all the others who couldn’t go to the concert feel the atmosphere even for just a bit? Have you talked about it with Kon-chan?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“We can’t understand other people’s feelings unless we ask. So isn’t it useless to quarrel over such matter?”

“I wonder~”

“Onee-chan think so at least.”

“Okay. Since Onee-chan said so, I’ll try talking to her. Right, it’s done. Now it’s my turn.”

“Eh? A-Akemi wants to be washed by Onee-chan?”

“Of course? Quick quick~”

I awkwardly manipulated my hands to wash Akemi’s back.

Calm down. I’m not a lolicon. It’s impossible for me to get s.e.xually excited over a middle school girl more than 20 years younger than me.

I let out a deep breath as I scrubbed her back.

My head gradually cleared as I focus my mind to the point below the navel.

Good. No matter how much I’ve no luck with women, I wouldn’t even think to lay a hand on a girl like this.

Still, her b.u.t.t is so tender, how cute. She’ll get mad if I try to get a feel though. I should stop.

“Alright. Now to wash it.”

When I poured the hot water over Akemi’s back, she suddenly turned her body around.

Isn’t that going to make your chest and nether region perfectly visible?

Shouldn’t a girl refrain from doing such things!?

“Onee-chan, do my front too~”

“The front too? C-Can’t you do it by yourself?”

“Isn’t it fine? Please~”

Hearing Akemi’s spoiled voice, my last bit of reason vanished.

With my slightly shaking hands, I began rubbing Akemi’s body starting from her hand.

“Ahaha. Onee-chan, so ticklish~”

Mhm. How innocent. But this cute girl too, in another 5 years, is going to look at ugly and bald middle-aged men like me with cold eyes, huh.

I steeled myself and gently washed Akemi’s chest, b.u.t.t, and nether region.

Since I’ll get nosebleed again if I look at them directly, I shifted my vision away a little.

“Ahn….. Onee-chan, so ticklish~”

“S-Sorry. I’ll be more gentle.”

If I use even a little bit more power, Akemi’s body will quiver and she gonna raise a complaint.

A girl’s body sure is soft and delicate.

I somehow managed to finish washing her, and let out a sigh of relief, before pouring the hot water onto her.

“Then, this time it’s my turn to wash!”

“Eh? Didn’t you already washed my back?”

“Aren’t your front have not? Now, give me that!”

Akemi s.n.a.t.c.hed the sponge in my hand and began to wash my body starting from the feet without any reserve.

As her hand touched my b.u.t.t, Akemi’s shoulder hit my breast.

When the sponge went up to my b.u.t.t, I reflexively leaked out a moan.

I hurriedly covered my mouth with my hand, but Akemi was already grinning.

“Onee-chan is so lewd~ How sensitive.”

Akemi put down the sponge and dribbled the body soap to her hand, before mixing both of her hands.

“Wait Akemi, what’re you doing?”

“What you ask, I’m just going to wash you~”

Akemi embraced me from behind and began to ma.s.sage my breast.

An absurdly pleasant feeling ran through my spine, and I let out a small shriek.

My nipple turned hard, and my nether region became hot.

“Ahahaha. I found Onee-chan’s weakness. Previously you never reacted like that though, why suddenly?”

“That’s enough! That’s enough, so let go of me! I’m going to be angry!”

Akemi said “Tch….” and let go of my body with a disgruntled face.

My heart was pounding.

I’m gonna lose myself if I get touched more than that.

This girl, there’s a limit to how much you like your Onee-chan, you know. Good grief.

Afterwards, we both soaked in the bathtub before finally left the bathroom.

Okay, so my translating speed has been slowing down. Well, that’s because I actually started this translation on a whim, and at that time I have more free time than I do now. I’ll try my best to do at least 2 chapters a week though.

That, and this chapter is so freaking long (by my standard).