Sometime later, we went downstairs. Eimi had already woken and even without saying anything, seeing Anzu-nee gripping my shirt told her enough that our talk went in a positive direction.
The two girls then decided to start preparing for their lunch while I put myself in the role of their assistant.
"Anzu-nee, are you trying to make me jealous? Why do you keep clinging to Ruki?"
"Hmm? Clinging? Me? Eimi-chan, it's this little brat who's clinging," Anzu-nee tilted her head, acting innocent even though she was already caught red-handed.
At the moment, she had me stand behind her; my arms stretched to the front where she was trying to guide my hands in kneading dough.
Technically, I was really clinging to her considering this current situation.
Eimi rolled her eyes and argued back, "Well, you're the one asking for his help, aren't you?"
Anzu-nee turned around, still smiling like the cat that got the cream. "But Eimi-chan, I can't do everything on my own, right?" She looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes, "Ruki, don't you think it's only fair to help your older sister out?"
This girl... She's being so mischievous. I glanced at Eimi, who was already about to pout before saying, "Mhm, it is fair, Nee-san. But don't you think you're being cheeky? I told you, I love you equally. I won't take sides here."
With a smirk, I leaned down to bite her earlobe, causing this cheeky older sister of mine to yelp in surprise, her hands flailing and the dough squishing between my palms.
Eimi giggled at the side, "There's the Ruki I know. I'll let this pass for now. But Ruki, don't let her get away with it, okay? She's trying to make me jealous." Original content can be found at novel•fire.net
"Mhm. Leave it to me." I said with a grin.
"Wait... Eimi-chan... I'm just playing around. Hnng~!" Anzu-nee tried to protest but she ended up moaning when my lips tightened on her earlobe, nibbling it gently.
Somehow, this was becoming erotic again. What could I do though? One was feigning jealousy, while the other was trying to make her little cousin jealous.
Given my relationship with both of them, someone has to get the short end of the stick.
"A-alright, Ruki! Don't let Anzu-nee distract you. I need your help too!" Eimi pouted, her cheeks red as tomatoes. Clearly, she didn't mistake Anzu-nee's moan for anything else.
"You heard her, Nee-san. I'll help you turn it into noodles later, let it rest for now," I let go of the dough and pulled away from her ear.
But before moving to Eimi's side, I smacked Anzu-nee's butt lightly, just enough for her to feel it.
My lovely, short-stacked older sister immediately turned around with a look that could kill. "You're dead, little brat!"
She swung her flour-covered hand at me playfully, leaving a dusty trail in the air as she chuckled.
She missed, of course. And when she turned back to it, the handprint I left behind on her plump butt was clear as day. She huffed before slapping it away, her cheeks red from embarrassment and playful anger.
Luckily, Eimi didn't see it as she turned around to check the stove and the sauce she was making.
When I stood next to her, the girl immediately leaned to my side, stealing a kiss on my lips, "I felt a little jealous seeing you two so... that's to make up for it. I'll ask for more later, understand?"
I chuckled, "Understood, Eimi."
Playful banter aside, it's safe to say even if they try to compete for my attention, Eimi and Anzu-nee will keep it at a mild level. After all, they also care so much for each other. My addition as their man will not impact their sister-like bond negatively.
Next week, I should probably expect them to try their best to assist each other in getting some moments with me. And it'll be an amusing sight.
For today, we have a lunch to make. They decided to make meatball pasta with a clear divide of work.
Anzu-nee on the kitchen counter -- the same counter Eimi and I used earlier -- with the dough waiting to be rolled and made into pasta noodles. On the other hand, Eimi was in charge of making the sauce and meatballs.
Thirty minutes later, I kept going back and forth, assisting them both. In between those was pure flirting where they either initiated it or I did it with my naughty hands and mouth.
Thankfully, we still finished the meatball pasta without any major casualties, aside from the occasional slap on my shoulder by Eimi whenever she caught me ogling Anzu-nee's butt or Anzu-nee pitching my nose whenever she'd find me hugging Eimi intimately instead of helping her out.
The meal itself was a delightful mess of carbohydrates and love. What an ideal combination, no?
Although it was still early, the two girls specifically adjusted their lunchtime so that I could eat with them and when we were done, Eimi even packed some that I could bring home to Akane, Miwa-nee and Minoru.
"It's just a small token of our appreciation. I also slipped the recipe in there." Eimi said as she handed me the tupperware.
Anzu-nee added, "Next time, we'll be visiting you, little brat. We'll collaborate with them. You better prepare your stomach for it."
"Really? Now I have something to look forward to, Nee-san." I said before putting the tupperware into one of my grocery bags. Then, I turned back to face them, pulling the two women in my embrace, "Mhm... this won't be complete without pampering you both before I go."
They both blushed, knowing full well what I meant by 'pampering'. They both tiptoed, their lips planting on my cheeks.
"Little brat, you should know when to be satisfied." Anzu-nee once again feigned protest but her squirmy body in my arms betrayed her.
"Ruki, if my parents find out about this, we'll have a lot of explaining to do," Eimi whispered in concern. Nonetheless, she's happy with how everything turned out. I could tell from her eyes whenever I would close in on her that the thoughts of our first time kept on playing in her head.
"If they do. I'll accept a beating from your uncle but I won't give up on both of you." I kissed her lips before turning to Anzu-nee, who also had concern reflected in her eyes. I took her lips too before whispering, "Nee-san, today's not a dream, alright? I'll call you later on your phone and make you understand that I'm now both your little brother and boyfriend. If someone bothers you again, point me to them and I'll make them regret it."
With a nod from her, I felt her tension ease a bit. "You cheeky brat. I can handle them by showing our photos together. With your looks, they'll feel ashamed trying to hit on me again. And even if they make fun of me... I don't care. Your validation is enough."
I chuckled, "Good. That's my Anzu-nee-san."
After a few more minutes of pampering, Eimi and Anzu-nee walked me to the door. Although reluctant to let me leave, they understood I had to get back to the others.
With a promise to return, I stepped out of their house and made my way back to ours, carrying the groceries that I bought earlier with Eimi.
Time passed. After eating another meal with Akane, Miwa-nee and Minoru, I decided to begin my preparation for my next destination.
Akane ended up falling asleep when she ate three of the alcoholic chocolates. She did it to show me that her tolerance was higher than Eimi or Anzu-nee, who both got intoxicated with just two.
Sure enough, three was too much for her.
As for Miwa-nee, the remaining three weren't even enough to make her tipsy. But it made her more assertive than usual. With Minoru busy watching TV, she followed me upstairs.
Her reason for helping me prepare was immediately forgotten when she pushed on the bed and we ended up doing it twice.
One where she rode and another where I failed to restrain myself from feasting more on her body.
Due to that, my preparation time was cut short. I had to rush, picking out clothes and preparing my gym attire for my part-time job later.
By the time I stepped out of the house, it was a few minutes before 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
I told Himeko and Maaya that I'd be at their family's hotel by 1. How am I supposed to accomplish that now?
Yeah... No other choice but to call them and tell them I'd be late while I rushed down the street under the dark, cloudy skies.
Right. The rain that was supposed to fall today has finally shown its face.