Chapter 3
It was spring, the season of love.
And fittingly enough, the morning started in
full bloom of pink for Oogami Hikaru.
“Good morning, Hikaru-san.”
When Hikaru opened his eyes, he found the
eldest sister, Kako, before him.
“How are you feeling? Do you feel any
discomfort?”
“...Good morning to you too, Kako-san,”
Replied the still half-asleep Hikaru.
He may have been Odin reborn, but he was weak
in the morning just like any other person.
“Don’t worry, I’m feeling fine.”
“Does your head hurt perhaps?”
“Nope, it doesn’t.”
“And your stomach?”
“Nope again.”
“If it itches anywhere, I can scratch it for
you, okay? Or would you like to lie on my knees while I brush your head?”
Having a big sisterly nature, she was skilled
at pampering him.
But still, she was going a bit too overboard
with it. She dressed and even put socks on him by herself.
Any boy of his age would just reject her,
saying, “stop with that stuff, Sis! It’s annoying already!” however Hikaru was
already used to it.
And now that he was, he found it unbelievably
pleasant.
After all, he could get her to do anything for
him. Being spoiled by an older girl made him extremely happy. Though, one could
argue that he simply became depraved and he wouldn’t be able to refute it.
“It seems you are as healthy as ever,
Hikaru-san,” Kako smiled sweetly and continued, “And since you're not a morning
person, I'll lie down here with you like I always do until you fully wake up. Please
don’t hesitate to tell me if you need anything, okay?”
“Kay. Thanks, Kako-neesan.”
They were now in Hikaru’s room on the second
floor of the Oogami house.
And it was Hikaru’s personal room, to be
specific, and not something he shared with the three sisters.
First thing he saw when he opened his eyes was
Kako, as mentioned already──but then you might ask, just where, exactly, was
she?
“Ahh, so warm. It feels so good~”
“It’s still cold on the mornings in this
season. You need to keep yourself properly warm so you don’t catch a cold.”
And the answer was - in his bed.
Naturally, this was Hikaru’s house and his own
room, so he was the first one to go in the bed.
And as such, Kako snuck in after that.
“Kako-neesan. You know, I’ve had this on my
mind for a while now.”
“What it is?”
“Why does the human skin feel so warm and
good, I wonder?”
“Why indeed. It could be because it had a
magic spell cast on it.”
Incidentally, Hikaru was one of those that
stripped completely when going to bed.
It was said that the nomads of the continents
survived harsh winters by wrapping themselves in nothing but sheep skin;
apparently, one could stay warm that way without sweating in sleep.
Kako, too, was stark naked beside him,
however, in her case the reason for that hadn’t anything to do with the nomads,
but was simply a hobby.
“Hikaru-san. Let me give you a good body
massage.”
“Umm… touching might be a bit…”
“You don’t need to be so reserved. We are just
like a family for one, and the frictional heat from touching would keep us
warm, right?”
“That’s also true, thanks.”
“Fufu, don’t mention it.”
Rather than warmed up, wouldn’t that just make
him burn with heat instead?
Naturally though, no one pointed that out.
Squirm
squirm. Rustle rustle.
There were some rather suspicious sounds
coming from under the futon.
But let’s leave it to your imagination to
decide just what exactly was going on in there.
“Oh my, Hikaru-san. You are as lively as
ever.”
“Oh man. I’m so embarrassed.”
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
It was morning, and he was a healthy high
school boy.
And as you already know, there was a
particular physiological response they had to deal with in the mornings.
“Would you like me to touch there too?”
“No, no. That’s really a bit too much.”
“Then maybe just the tip, would that be okay?”
“Just the tip, huh... Oh I don’t know.”
“Then let me just touch the tip for now, and
if you find it to your liking, I’ll keep going after that.”
“I see, so it’s like a free trial service,
huh.”
“Well then──yaah!”
“Ahn~”
“Yaah! Yaah!”
“Ahn~Ahn~──Ahhh this is bad. I’m troubled, I’m
troubled.”
Nude vs Nude.
It was a moment of skinship that warmed up
both the heart and the body, quite appropriate for the springtime.
Oh, Hikaru-sama. Good morning.”
After playing around with Kako to his heart’s
content, Hikaru headed downstairs to the living room and he saw the second
sister, Ima, in the middle of preparing the breakfast.
“How are you feeling today?──Oh my, you appear
a little tired, don’t you?”
“Yeah, it’s the first thing in the morning and
I’m already shattered.”
He was happy for the extreme wake-up
touchy-feely-ness, but it took a corresponding toll on his body.
“I smell Katsuobushi. Are you going with the
Japanese theme today?”
“Yes. Tofu and nameko miso soup, coupled with
rolled eggs and dried mackerel. As well as some lightly pickled chinese
cabbage.”
“Wow. It’s everything I like!”
“Hikaru-sama, could you lend me a hand if you
wouldn’t mind?”
“Of course.”
Hikaru’s parents tended to be absent, so he
could more or less handle the cooking.
He stood next to Ima and got down to working.
“Should I strain some Katsuodashi with a
draining basket?”
“Yes, if you would.”
“And I’ll just dice up the tofu, I guess.”
“Yes. Please do.”
“I’ll heat up the grill in advance too. The
fish will get grilled better that way.”
“As expected of you, Hikaru-sama. You are
amazing at dealing with things.”
As the two worked side by side, the food
preparations proceeded in a prompt manner.
...Well,
this is troubling.
On the other hand, Hikaru was troubled about
something.
Ima was your typical noble girl who
prioritized tidiness above all, however she was often very casual at home,
especially in the mornings.
She wore a tank top and shorts which showed a
lot of skin.
And she was now cutting the pickled cabbage
while slightly bending forward.
In other words, her large chest was quite free
right now, and he could periodically catch a glimpse of them.
Today, she was wearing black lace. Since she
looked like a neat noble girl, that created quite a gap in her character.
Hikaru’s eyes were involuntarily drawn towards
her chest, while she simply laughed as she tilted her head.
The bold skinship he experienced before this
was quite something, but receiving glimpses like this was a justice of its own
too.
After all, just about every guy loved them
both.
“Hikaru-sama. Can you please grab the frying
pan from the storage below?”
“Ah, sure thing.”
Hikaru crouched down and opened the storage
door.
Frying
pan, frying pan, just where could it be. It seems like it’s quite far inside.
He reached out inside with his hand, and
naturally, his posture became so low he was almost crawling on the ground.
And then, he suddenly looked up, and was
greeted by her smooth legs, lovely thighs and cute buttocks.
Black lace could be faintly seen sticking out
from the gaps of her rather too short
pants.
Men had what people called a conditional
reflex.
That is, if they were told not to look, they
would end up looking; that was simply their way of life.
And if they weren’t even told that, they would
just ogle without thinking.
“Hikaru-sama? Is something the matter?”
“Nooope. It’s nothing at all. Here’s your
frying pan.”
“Thank you. Did I put it in a hard to get
place? I’m sorry for not realizing it.”
“No no, it’s no problem at all.”
Of course, she had meant to do so in the first
place.
And to add, her preference to wear casual
clothes early in the mornings wasn’t simply because of her hoby either.
Not showing too much, yet not being too
conservative either.
It was a casual service through and through, a
signature move of hers if you would.
Enjoying Ima’s service to his heart's content,
Hikaru started the day feeling satisfied.
“Gooood Mooorning, Hikaru-oniichan!”
After he was done helping with the breakfast
and was on the way towards the bathroom, the third sister, Mirai, suddenly
leaped at him.
“Onii-chan, hug, gimme a hug~”
“Okay, okay. Here, you go, your morning hug.”
She wrapped both arms around his neck and
dangled down.
As she was the smallest of the sisters, she
was still light even when she did that with all her strength.
And to mention, she was just right out of the
shower.
He felt her lustrous skin on him, and the
fragrance of her shampoo softly drifting from her wet hair.
Girls who just got out of the bath were the
best; this was a mysterious fact that the entire world agreed upon.
“Mirai-chan. Do you mind if I brush my teeth?”
“Nope, go right ahead!”
Hikaru took the toothbrush in hand while she
still dangled from his neck like some kind of accessory.
He wouldn’t say something like “You’ll get in
my way if you keep hanging onto me.” If he did, then Mirai’s eyes would well
with tears, like a dog that was betrayed by its owner, and would suffer a
heartache as if it was the arrival of the Ragnarok.
Hikaru put the toothpaste on the
toothbrush–and quite plenty of it too–and started brushing.
Brush
brush.
And quickly enough, his mouth became filled
with the foam.
“Hey, hey, Hikaru-oniichan.”
“Mumble
mumble~?”
“Let’s kiss, kiss. You know, the morning
greeting.”
“Mumble
mumble mumble~”
Mirai pleaded with him.
It was quite cruel to request a “kiss” right
in the middle of brushing his teeth.
However, the power of a young child’s words
was quite something; even if they said something unreasonable, people wouldn’t
find it strange or unpleasant.
But as he couldn’t reply now, only thing he
could do was to mumble in response.
“Eeh? You won’t do it~?”
“Mumble
mumble (Wait, even if you tell me that…)”
“No! You have to kiss me right now!”
“Mumble
mumble (Hey now, stop jumping like that.)”
“Kiiiiss! I wanna kiiiiss!”
“Mumble
mumble (Hey stop it, if you shake my hand I can’t brush my teeth
properly.)”
“Ah, I know!” Her expression suddenly
brightened up.
“In that case, I’ll kiss you myself!”
Smooch!
He felt a soft sensation on his cheek.
“──Ehehe! I did it!”
“Mumble
mumble (No no! that’s troubling. Very, very troubling, Mirai-chan.)”
“I’ll give you some more! Here you go, smooch, smooch!”
“Mumble mumble (No no!)”
“Ah, I’ll lick your face too while I’m at it!”
“Mumble
mumble (No wait! What do you mean, while you are at it!)”
“Lick
lick (I’ll just quietly lick your cheeks.)”
“Mumble
mumble (I said no, Mirai-chan. ...Ah, actually this doesn’t feel so bad
after all.)”
Mumble
mumble, Lick lick.
They continued talking with just onomatopoeia.
...Did you get confused about what’s what?
Even so, please do understand that this is
just a normal day in the Oogami household.
The world of Norse Mythology was something to
be feared, after all, for it to make such an absurd scene happen. Eh? That’s
not the point either, you say?
“Mumble
mumble (No no! Stop it, Mirai-chan. We should stop, after all. We can’t do
something like this.)”
“Then I’ll nibble on your earlobes next! ...Nibble!”
“Mumble
mumble (Hyahn~! Stop it Mirai-chan, that’s my weakness!)”
“Next, I’ll blow into your ear...! ...Fuuu~!”
“Mumble
mumble (No no! I’m even weaker there, so stop! Wait wait, stop! that’s
really a… ahhn~)”
...The youngest Mirai was skilled at getting
others to spoil her.
It was next to impossible to turn down any of
her requests.
And thus, Hikaru kept on receiving her
spoiling attacks one after another while he brushed his teeth.
“Heya. Morning, Hikaru.”
After he was done with the morning
preparations and left the entry hall to depart for the school, his next-door
childhood friend was also just about to leave her house.
“Morning, Sakura. The weather sure is nice
today, isn’t it.”
“Uhh, no. It’s quite cloudy now, you know?”
“Is that so? Well, yeah, there might be some
truth in that.”
The two proceeded to walk together, however
Hikaru walked with shaky steps, as if he was walking atop the clouds or
something; he looked as if he was in a dreamy state of mind.
“Hikaru.”
Sakura said with reproachful eyes.
“You didn’t spend all morning doing lewd
things, did you?”
“I didn’t.”
Hikaru firmly shook his head.
After all, the lewds things had been done to him all morning. He was definitely not
the one initiating them. As such, he shook his head. After all, it wasn’t good
to lie.
“Really now?”
“Really, really. I can bet my life on it.”
“I wish you didn’t bet your life so
carelessly. Even in the mythological world, there are many cases where that
lead to blunders.”
“Okay, thanks for the warning.”
“...Well, whatever. We are being late so let’s
move on already.”
“Okaay~”
Thus, Hikaru, urged by his childhood friend,
proceeded to chase after her.
And that was all for the scene of the all too
ordinary morning from Oogami Hikaru’s life.
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