Stealing Spree

Sunday. The last day of the month of May.

Our morning didn’t start as early as yesterday. I, along with the three lovely women, stayed in bed until 8 am.

Apart from resting my back more, we used the time to talk about just anything.

From Akane, I heard a lot of gossip going around their school. Close to half of it was about me or rather, the different sightings of me whenever I was in disguise to walk the girls to the school gate.

Apparently, they started speculating about my identity. Although they hadn’t asked the girls sighted with me yet, it’s only a matter of time.

There’s also the newspaper club guy who approached Akane asking about me and how I am connected to Yae. When that guy from the newspaper club caught me, he directly mentioned Yae’s name and I somehow confirmed that I know her.

Really, those guys love controversies. Can’t really blame them when that’s literally their job. They can’t just fill their newspaper with nonsense.

I already thought of a solution for that. If I let them interview me, that might stop their persistent chase after that scoop. The only question is ‘when is the right time?’.

Continuing from that, Yae also told gossip from the higher year making rounds throughout their school. There’s a lot of interesting information about it and we somehow used those as topics for the rest of the morning.

Ah. Right. There’s also the mention of some of their ex trying to start over. Or how they’re starting to gain popularity as well as more idiots trying to ask them out despite their declaration that they’re already in a relationship. Even Hiyori, who’s extremely shy and closed off to her classmates, had been approached by some who found her charming.

Of course, that’s not a major problem for all of us. My girls trusted me just as much as I trusted them. They’re aware that if things turned troublesome for them to fend off, I would come running and solve it for them.

One thing though, I noticed how tired Yae’s voice was when she mentioned that. Although a bit insignificant, it’s taking a toll on their mental health.

I was worried, naturally. However, I didn’t let it show on my face. Instead, I started thinking of ways to help them stave off those mental stress.

Showering them with affection was a natural solution. But I found that insufficient. They’re my girls… If those flies kept on buzzing in their ears, the more efficient solution was to swat them down, right?

I took mental note of the names they mentioned. Before I leave the house, I plan to check on my PC and all the information I stored on it.

Who knows? Their names might come up on the data I collected during middle school. Although not as extensive as a profiler’s folder, they at least contained things I observed from those people I alleged to be connected to my target.

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After finishing our morning routine which included the exercise and breakfast, I went to my previous room and accessed the PC to check on those names I took note of.

Following that, I checked on the girls first before preparing for the first one in my schedule for today.

Shopping with Eimi.

“Onee-san, good morning.”

When I arrived in front of the Nikaido household, Anzu, Eimi’s older cousin, exited the front door.

She’s wearing a baseball, a varsity jacket and skinny jeans. With her tiny stature unbefitting of a college student, she looked like a middle schooler going out to play with her friends in a park.

Well, naturally, that’s not what she’s going to do. Furthermore, upon seeing me outside the gate and hearing my greeting, the girl’s bright expression turned sour.

I wonder what’s wrong with her?

“Tsk, you’re here again, Onoda-kun? Eimi is still in her room. You can come in if you want.” The girl clicked her tongue. Despite the grumpy aura surrounding her, the words she uttered delighted me.

“Really? Can I? But isn’t it inappropriate?”

“Her parents are out. You can come in. Trust me.” She answered while snapping her fingers.

“That last phrase sounds ominous.”

I noticed a slight hint of mischief from her. This girl was acting out a play in front of me. Perhaps, her parents were truly out. However, entering Eimi’s room? This mischievous pipsqueak was probably hoping for me to see the girl in a defenseless state like being in her underwear which could earn me a slap.

But that was only if Eimi would snap at me from seeing her body. Ah, well, she’d at least be embarrassed.

“What? You can’t even trust me? Who am I again?”

“You’re Anzu-onee-san.”

“Right! I’m an adult telling you, youngling, to come in and fetch your girlfriend. Are you chickening out?”

“Not really. But onee-san, you seem kinda different today. Are you on your period?”

I could save myself from this conversation. However, I decided to just wait for Eimi to come out instead. As much as I wanted to see her in just her underwear… now’s not the time.

“Who’s on her period?! No. I’m not. Can’t you see that I’m in a bad mood?”

“Yes, you are. But onee-san, you became this grumpy upon seeing me. Am I the reason for your bad mood?”

“Stop being too perceptive!” Anzu snapped again. I got it right, after all.

“Well, that’s a trait of mine, onee-san. Anyway, can I ask how I ruined your mood?”

“It’s your face.”

My face?

“What?”

“Your face, you idiot! What’s the first thing that came up when you saw me?”

Ah… So, it’s because of that. She saw my expression upon seeing her… Although I could still be as inexpressive as before, I was kind of a little excited to see Eimi.

“Can I lie?”

“No, you can’t. Be as truthful as you can.” Anzu crossed her arms as she looked up at me.

No matter how intimidating she presented herself to be, she really looked like a middle schooler to me. Well, a middle schooler was still closer to our age so… she still looked fine.

“Alright. Don’t blame me for this, onee-san. I thought you looked like a middle schooler going out to play.”

Even before I could finish talking, Anzu’s foot rose and delivered a kick to the back of my knees.

The force was negligible but I acted as though I got hit by her and bent my knee.

“There you go! Stop looking down on me!”

“I’m not looking down on you, onee-san.” I staggered for a bit before standing straight again. “I mean, I found you adorable?”

“Why the question? You little! Do you think I can’t take you down?!”

Anzu launched another kick but I easily dodged, letting her hit nothing.

“That’s dangerous, onee-san. Can I at least apologize?”

“You should’ve done that from the start. Hmph.”

This girl… is a little childish. No. She’s really acting like a child. Now I’m starting to wonder what her ex saw in her.

Anyway, I apologized to the girl which easily straightened her expression.

She then laughed and reached for my head, ruffling my hair. “There you go. Remember to be this well-mannered, Onoda-kun. Otherwise, Eimi will get tired of you.”

I don’t think she will…

However, it was at this moment that the door opened again.

“Huh? Anzu-nee, what’s this about?” Eimi, who looked too beautiful in her outfit, alternately looked at us, a hint of jealousy in her voice.