Chapter 05
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Emi and Manami
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(Emi and Manami)
Manami’s room occupied the entire second floor of the main house. It had been the newlyweds’ home, added and remodeled when Toshinosuke and Mari got married.
Because of this, the second floor was spacious, featuring a living room of about twenty tatami mats, a large double bed, and even a bath, toilet, restroom, and a small kitchen.
Even now, the room remained exactly as it was on the day the couple left for Paris.
Naturally, Manami had this room all to herself to use freely.
And whenever Emi stayed over at this house, they had made it a practice, since Manami was little, to sleep together in the large double bed.
Perhaps Manami thought the room was just too lonely for her alone.
For Manami, Emi, who made her feel a mother’s warmth, was just like a mother herself.
But given that they still slept in the same bed even now that Manami had grown up, Emi had become more than a mother to Manami.
Today, Emi came up to the second-floor room, drying her wet, freshly washed hair with a towel as she entered.
Manami was already changed into her pajamas and was in bed.
“Ami, you should go take your bath soon. You haven’t yet, right?”
As she said this, Emi sat down at the dressing table and began drying her hair with a hair dryer and towel.
The sound of the hair dryer echoed in the quiet room.
“……… I already did!”
Manami’s reply…
But right after, she suddenly wrapped her arms around Emi from behind, hugging her waist.
“Onee-san, it’s fine, right? Let’s do that— okay?”
Manami pressed Emi with a coaxing voice.
‘That’ referred to something Manami had been persistently begging for whenever Emi came to stay recently.
“No! That’s… I absolutely can’t do that.”
“Why not… we’re both girls…”
Manami tried to undo the buttons of Emi’s pajamas with the hands she had wrapped around her waist.
“I said no—!”
Still holding the hair dryer, Emi hurriedly clamped her arm down, trapping Manami’s hand.
“Emi onee-san…”
Still hugging her, Manami let out another sweet whisper.
Manami felt pleasantly excited, her body growing warm and restless from the soft feel of Emi’s body against hers.
“Mmm… Ami-chan, wouldn’t you be embarrassed if you were naked and being looked at?”
“Not at all! If it’s Onee-san, it’s totally fine!”
“In that case, show me!”
“Alright!”
Manami moved away from Emi and stepped back to the middle of the room.
Emi swiveled her chair around to face Manami.
“Co—me on, take them off and show me—!”
“Fine. But Onee-san, you see me all the time anyway…”
Even as she said this, Manami stood stiffly, not moving.
“Seeing by chance and showing on purpose are completely different. Co—me on, let’s see you do it!”
“Fine!”
Though she said that in response to Emi’s goading, being stared at so intently made her self-conscious and embarrassed.
However, if she backed down now, it would be exactly what Emi expected. She saw right through Manami’s hesitation about getting naked due to shyness.
‘It’s okay because it’s Onee-san,’ Manami repeated to herself in her mind several times as she undid her pajama buttons one by one.
Then, with a burst of momentum, on the count of one, two, three, she flung the top open wide.
“Ho—w’s that……?”
“Mmm… I see, I see. And then?”
Emi stared fixedly at Manami before speaking.
Manami slowly took off her top and threw it onto the bed.
Then, she placed her hands on both her trousers and panties, hesitated for a moment…
“Hey, ya!” and pulled them both down to her ankles in one go.
Then, with a ‘so there!’ look, she glanced at Emi’s face and used her feet to kick off the pajama bottoms and panties completely.
“Ho—w’s that……?”
Manami struck a proud pose, right foot slightly forward, hands on her hips, chest puffed out.
“Oo—h, not bad at all. Very cute…”
“Now it’s your turn, Onee-san!”
Manami’s heart was pounding.
“I never thought she’d actually take them off,” Emi’s heart was pounding too.
“This kind of thing is no big deal, right? It’s your turn, Onee-san!”
Manami said, putting on a brave front.
“Oo—h…… Well, I suppose. If Ami-chan went first and got naked, I guess I have no choice…”
As if resigning herself, Emi put down the hair dryer she was holding and, while looking at the naked Manami, quickly took off her own pajama top and trousers, standing before Manami.
“See—… I took them off!”
There stood an adult body, incomparable to Manami’s.
“Onee-san… It’s really beautiful…”
“Yours too, Ami-chan…”
While exchanging compliments, Emi gently pushed Manami towards the dressing table.
“Oh, alright then— So… what do you want me to do?”
“Really?! You’ll model for me?”
“O—h, alright. Since I’m already undressed, I suppose that’s what it means.”
“Onee-san, thank you!”
Still naked, and before Emi could change her mind, Manami hurriedly set up an easel, a chair, and a canvas in front of Emi.
“For now, a standing pose. Just like that is fine…”
“Just standing here like this?”
“Yes. Relax, okay? Naturally…”
“This is kind of tiring…”
“That’s right, a model’s job is tough, you know—”
Manami said as if she understood and began sketching.
“But I never thought I’d end up naked too…”
For Manami, being able to draw Emi in the nude, a long-held wish, felt like the best possible entrance celebration gift.
“But, Ami-chan, why do you want to draw nudes anyway? It wouldn’t be strange if a boy was interested, but…”
“But I’m glad I’m a girl. If I were a boy, Onee-san definitely wouldn’t have taken your clothes off, right—?”
“I don’t know! If he were a nice guy, I might have gotten into the mood—”
“Eh—? Onee-san, ‘gotten into the mood’ for what…?”
“Never mind that. Why do you want to draw nudes?”
Manami answered with a slightly serious expression.
“Well, at first, I was drawing with Rei as my model—”
“Eh? You two, have you been doing that kind of thing and drawing ever since then?”
Emi asked in surprise, her gaze shifting towards Manami’s slightly developed chest
