V1 Ch-3 part 5【Shrinking Distance】 - ◆Part５【I’m Not Saying That I Wanted to Have a Training Camp Because I’m Longing For Club Activities】

Translator: AJ1703

Editor: Matsu

◆５【I’m Not Saying That I Wanted to Have a Training Camp Because I’m Longing For Club Activities】

The weekend has come.

On this day, Takarai was going to come to our house for a sleepover on Saturday and Sunday.

However, it was not just a sleepover.

“It’s a horror camp today.”

I said to Takarai, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

“Horror camp!”

It was Tsumugi who was the first to rejoice.

“Huh? Does Tsumugi-chan already know about it?”

“Well, it’s an annual event in our family.”

“Fuuun~. Sounds like a fun event.”

“We’re going to lay out a futon mattress in the living room and play horror movies all night.”

Tsumugi bounced on the sofa.

Well, it’s an all-nighter, but Tsumugi can only stay up until about 2 a.m., so it’s an event that ends around that time.

“Do you like scary movies, Tsumugi-chan?”

“I can handle anything with zombies.”

“I’m more of a fan of the flashy ones with lots of blood.”

Apparently, Takarai also has a taste for horror. I didn’t think she would describe a splatter movie as flashy though.

“But I’ll choose the movies.”

“Why don’t we all choose together? Let me choose one too.”

“…What do you think about showing Tsumugi?”

“What did you think I’d choose?”

“Well, I’m the leader of the group, so let me handle it.”

Leaving the disgruntled Takarai behind, I decided to head to a nearby video rental store.

I’m a member of Amazon Lime, so I could have chosen from the streaming service, but the rental video store in my neighborhood always has a hundred yen a disc sale and a good selection, so I used that store for the horror camp.

When I returned home after carefully selecting bags of Japanese ivy, I could already smell something good when I stood in the doorway.

Takarai had taken over the responsibility of making dinner in exchange for the accommodation fee.

“Welcome back~!”

Takarai, standing in the kitchen, looked back at me.

“Where’s Tsumugi?”

“You’re looking for Tsumugi-chan first, aren’t you? She’s upstairs.”

Takarai smiled and pointed a small plate of soup at me.

“I don’t need to taste it, I already know how good Takarai-san is at cooking.”

“I just wanted to make sure it was to Nagumo-kun’s taste.”

“You don’t have to cater to me.”

“Don’t worry, here, I made it for you.”

I was overcome by Takarai’s insistence and took a sip from the small plate she offered me.

“It’s a little light, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I guess…?”

The small plate in my hand takes on a strong meaning.

“…How come you know what it tastes like?”

Fearfully, I asked.

“Of course it’s because I tasted it before Nagumo-kun.”

Takarai, who had been making a face like ‘what the hell is he talking about’, suddenly put her fingertips to her mouth and smirked.

“Nagumo-kun, are you still worried about indirect kissing?”

“Of course I’m worried about it!”

“We just did it the other day.”

In the early days of my relationship with Takarai, I once let her eat a homemade omelet from my lunchbox on the fire escape with chopsticks, but don’t use that word in a way that could be construed as an assault.

“It’s not a problem anymore if you do it once, you shouldn’t worry about it anymore.”

This is just how it is with Takarai. It’s not just any girl.

How could you get used to indirect kissing once or twice?

“Or rather, we’ve done a lot more than indirect kissing, so what is it about Nagumo-kun that makes him so puffy?”

“You b*stard, you’re making fun of me again, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not. I just think you’re so cute~.”

“I knew you were making fun of me…”

Well, it’s no use getting angry with Takarai now.

It is true that we have had many indirect and direct physical contact, but for me, being embraced by Takarai is too stimulating and is like a fantasy, so a low-impact contact like an indirect kiss makes me much more nervous.

That’s not to say that I’ve gotten used to being unresponsive to Takarai’s touch, though.

“And you know, we had a hot pot the other day, right? That was like an indirect kiss, right?”

When Takarai came to visit us again a few days ago, we had a Nabe party together. [TLN: nabe = hot pot]

“You interpret that as indirect kissing…?”

“If my chopsticks and Nagumo-kun’s chopsticks are immersed in the same soup and get mixed up, it’s like a kiss. That’s why it’s an indirect kiss between me and Nagumo-kun~.”

“What are you, like Eternal?”

“But I was a little surprised to see an omelet with only the white meat and no yolk.”

“Yeah, that’s what my dad used to teach me.”

My dad used to eat that dish when he was young in order to slim down his body, but he had to stop because he said, “If you don’t have fat, you can’t take a move and you’ll run out of gas during a fight.” At the Nabe party, I served it to Takarai.

“I’ll try it when I’m looking to lose weight.”

“You don’t have to be so thin.”

After I said that, I was terrified when I realized that this was a case of sexual harassment.

“You like the way I look right now… is that it?”

“I didn’t say I like you. Don’t take everything I said the wrong way.”

“You kissed me, and now you’re saying that… Nagumo-kun, are you having fun playing with my feelings?”

“It’s not Takarai-san who I kissed, but the little dish. I’ll get down on my knees and do whatever I can if I’m accused by the little dish of being a real piece of sh*t.”

“Fufu~, you sure talk a lot.”

“I’ve been talking to Takarai-san for a long time now…”

“But you never call me by my name, do you?”

Takarai said as she faced the pot.

To be honest, I’ve lost track of when to call Takarai by name.

We’re already on good terms with each other, and we’re even staying together today, so I think it’s fine to change my way of addressing her by using her first name, but I’m hesitant to do so at this time, because I think it might give her a deeper meaning.

“…Just because we don’t call each other by our first names doesn’t mean we don’t get along.”

“That’s true, but…”

Takarai stopped stirring the pot.

“Since we’re getting along so well, I’d like us to be different from everyone else.”

Maybe it’s just my imagination, but aren’t you blushing a little?

“Well, it’s just my way of being a little possessive.”

No matter how much I’ve gotten used to it lately, I can’t help but feel a little self-conscious when Takarai talks about her obsession with me.

I never thought that the day would come when I would be treated like this by a girl who was completely foreign to me because we lived in different lifestyles.

What should I do? Is this a good time to call her by her given name?

“Oh, Shin-nii, you’re home.”

While I was lost in thought, Tsumugi came down to the living room and tackled me viciously, and I was in danger of having to say goodbye not only to my timing but also to my spine.

★

After dinner and a brief study session, we decided to take a bath in order.

“Tsumugi and Takarai-san can decide the order. I’ll go along with it.”

I knew I should give priority to the girls’ opinions here. I had a feeling that if I made the decision, there would be problems whether I entered first or later.

“Huh? I thought the three of us were going to go in together?”

Such a crazy suggestion was made by Tsumugi, who was carrying a complete bathing set.

“I always take a bath with Shin-nii during the horror camp.”

“Oh, hey now, Tsumugi.”

“Nagumo-kun, it’s great that you’re close, but when a siscon gets that far, that’s a bit…”

Takarai looked at me as if I were a sex offender.

“You seem to have misunderstood me, so I’ll explain it to you properly.

I don’t want to be treated like a criminal, no matter what.

“Tsumugi can’t shampoo by herself. That’s why I only come in and help her wash her head. When it’s done, I leave quickly. It’s not like we’re in there naked with each other.”

“Shin-nii, I told you not to tell me that I can’t shampoo by myself!”

Tsumugi said indignantly.

Tsumugi had entrusted me to wash her hair because she was afraid to look behind her when she was shampooing, and although Tsumugi liked horror stories, she was not good at psychic horror stories, so when she closed her eyes, she became sensitive to the presence behind her.

When my relationship with Tsumugi was on the rocks, we didn’t have such a habit, but after Takarai had intervened and improved my relationship with Tsumugi, Tsumugi secretly confessed to me and I started helping her wash her hair. Before I helped her, Tsumugi used to cover up her fears by humming her favorite anime songs at high volume.

“If you were planning to go in with Takarai, it would have been obvious sooner or later.”

“That’s not what I meant~.”

It seemed that this was a line that Tsumugi was not willing to cross, and she began to shake her head.

I was shivering with fear, thinking that I might lose Tsumugi’s trust.

“Don’t worry, Tsumugi-chan.”

Takarai patted Tsumugi’s head, and her tears immediately receded.

“I can’t wash my head alone either…!”

“What’s up with this person who lives alone!?”

“I’m fine when it’s my own house, but not when it’s someone else’s.”

What kind of logic is that? There’s no way you can get away with such absurdit. Tsumugi has excellent grades, you know? She’s very clever.

“I know right? Yeah it happens.”

When I heard Tsumugi’s absurd agreement, I realized that my dear step-sister might be a good student, but not a smart one. I’m going to have to protect her more and more from being deceived by the bad guys.

Anyway, now that Tsumugi seems to be in a better mood, I think it’s time for Tsumugi and Takarai to take a bath together and wash each other’s heads. This way, I won’t have to do anything. I don’t want to add to your troubles, do I? Please don’t put me in a situation where I have to imagine Takarai taking a bath.

“So today, I’ll have Nagumo-kun wash it for me.”

“Shin-nii is good at shampooing.”

Tsumugi agreed to the conclusion based on a mysterious logic.

“Wait, wait, wait.”

My jaw snaps up at the thought, and I scream like I’m trying to stop a younger colleague from taking out a pair of scissors and cutting his bangs.

“Why do I have to come in there? No matter how much you want to, I’m not going to burst into the scene of a female classmate’s bath.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll wrap a towel around my body.”

“That’s not an acceptable suggestion at all! Even if it’s okay with you, it’s not okay with me.”

“What is it, Nagumo-kun? Are you embarrassed when you see me naked?”

“Of course… all the boys in the world would have the same reaction.”

Why did you think of stirring things up there?

“Thank goodness Nagumo-kun has the ability to be embarrassed by girls.”

“It’s been around for hundreds of generations.”

Or rather, I’ve already felt embarrassed in front of you many times.

“I’m looking forward to our bath.”

Takarai ignored me and shifted her attention to Tsumugi.

“Right? Shin-nii is good at riding bicycles and shampooing, so I’m sure he’ll make Yua-san’s head feel good.”

Ignoring me, the two girls started having fun together.

I’m not sure how to intervene when a girls-only space is being created, with no room for boys.

“…All right, get yourselves ready for the bath. I’ll be the last to go.”

Giving up, I urged them to get in the bath as quickly as possible. It’s better to finish what you’re worried about right away. Besides, it would be much easier to just shampoo their hair than Tsumugi’s original suggestion that the three of us take a bath together, which would put an immense amount of pressure on me.

On the other hand, isn’t Tsumugi treating me like I can’t do anything if those are the only two things I’m good at?

As I watched Tsumugi’s back as she headed upstairs with Takarai to get a change of clothes, I wondered again about my step-sister’s opinion of me.

★

I seem to have wandered into some kind of a bizarre world.

Right in front of me, two beautiful girls are sitting on a single bath chair with their backs to me, naked.

They called me to come and shampoo their hair, and I came to the bathroom, almost tangling my feet, and this is what I found.

I can’t look directly at them, especially Takarai.

I thought that since I had already seen her in a swimsuit before, I wouldn’t be so restless to see a half-naked Takarai in front of me, covered with a towel.

“Takarai, are you kidding me?”

“I’m not kidding, though? Isn’t this enough?

“I told you to hide it, didn’t I!? With all your might? Those things of yours!”

Instead of using a bath towel to completely cover her chest and lower body, Takarai used a hand towel to cover her chest and turned her back to me.

Unlike when she was wearing a swimsuit, her skin was still damp from the humidity and sweat, and her white skin glistened with a lustrous glow that was far too stimulating for me, who had never seen the opposite sex completely naked. It would have been so much easier if I could have fainted from the nosebleeds, like in a romantic comedy, but unfortunately the blood was collecting downward instead of upward. [TLN: Something’s rising, and it’s not the shield hero.]

“Isn’t it better that I’m hidden by Tsumugi-chan?”

“No, it’s not!”

Because she’s sharing a chair with Tsumugi, she’s sitting in a diagonal position, and one side of her buttocks are touching each other, but the other side is free, so you can see it if you try hard enough. It’s a bathroom, so there’s steam, but in the real world, there’s no mysterious rays of light to protect your private parts.

“Tsumugi has no intention of hiding it either…”

“Because that’s what Shin-nii always does when he shampoos!”

Tsumugi didn’t even cover her chest with a towel.

“Nagumo-kun, you’re talking a lot, but aren’t you stalling and observing us like that?”

“I wasn’t stalling! I’m wearing glasses right now, just in case something like this happens.”

I have about 0.6 vision with my naked eyes, and I only wear contacts when I go to school, but at home I wear the glasses I used to wear only in class when I was in junior high school.

“I can’t see clearly because the lenses are fogged up.”

I could just make out what looked like a butt, but not enough to see the shape of the butt properly. But it was still too exciting a sight for me.

“Can you even see us properly?

“I can at least see your head.”

“What’s up with that? How boring.”

This girl, don’t try to make entertainment out of your own body.

“I don’t care if it’s boring or not. Let’s just get this over with.”

I was already dizzy from the combination of the heat of the bathroom and the exciting sight in front of me.

“Close your eyes. Put the right amount of shampoo on yourself.”

I didn’t want to be a part of this insane scene where I had to wash JK and JC’s heads. [TLN: JK = Joshi Kousei, Female High School Student, JC = Joshi Chuugakusei, Female Middle School Student]

“Okay, but you have to hold the towel. If I raise my arm, the towel will fall off.”

“Then Takarai-san, you hold the towel yourself. I’ll put on the shampoo instead.” [TLN: Idk why this sentence had “-san” but the other dialogues didn’t have any.]

When I tried to reach for the container of shampoo.

“Nagumo-kun, my mind has already switched to applying the shampoo, so I can’t do it without you holding the towel.”

“Shin-nii, Yua-san is a visitor, okay? Please listen to her.”

“Ah, damn it, let’s just hurry up!”

When Tsumugi joined in, there was no way to resist. I wanted to get it over with, so I reached for Takarai’s chest, praying that no accident would occur.

I pinched both ends of the towel to keep it from touching her chest, but as I pulled, I could feel Takarai’s breasts through the towel. I could tell that her breasts were also fat, yet they were so elastic and heavy that it was hard to hang them up. I couldn’t help but feel as if I should thank her for all her hard work.

Then, brown and black hair, covered in white liquid and foam, lined up in front of me.

I reached for both heads and washed them at the same time so that I could finish as quickly as possible.

But even though I was familiar with Tsumugi, the feel of Takarai’s scalp and hair in my right hand, and the temperature I could feel from there, was so unknown that just running my palm over it made my lower abdomen feel like it was going to burst. I didn’t want to be subjected to such a degrading reaction, but I decided that it was a physiological phenomenon and I had no choice.

“Hey, Yua-san, Shin-nii’s hands feel good, don’t they?”

Tsumugi asked Takarai happily.

“Yes, it feels so good, it’s addictive.”

Takarai seemed to be satisfied. I also felt a sense of satisfaction that she was happy.

“Nagumo-kun, can you wash me more like you’re pinching me with your fingertips?”

“Yes, yes, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“*Nuhi~, Oh my god, Nagumo-kun… feels so good… Ahn~.”

“Oi, don’t make any weird noises…”

Now that my glasses are fogging up, my hearing is more sensitive, so I can hear the ridiculously obscene ASMR being played back. I don’t know how sensitive Takarai’s senses are, but she can’t even catch her breath when I’m just washing her head.

“I’m glad. Yua-san seems to be feeling good, and I’m happy for you too. People who feel good with Shin-nii would get to know each other better.”

Tsumugi smiled innocently next to Takarai. Well, what the heck, I’ll say nothing more.

I left the changing room in a daze, and collapsed on the sofa in the living room after completing the happy and embarrassing task of washing the heads of my classmate and step-sister in the bathroom.

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Translator’s Afterword: Thanks, now I’m horny.