Mysterious Sister-in-law

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Chapter 1 The Mystery of the Lipstick Mark

That day, Takako gathered her long,

flowing hair behind her head. Her jet-black hair, like black pearls, had always been admired by Matsumoto Shuji.

However, at this moment, Shuji paid no attention to her hair or her exposed, snow-white neck.

From the very beginning, his gaze had been fixed on the white shirt Takako wore, her prominent breasts
attracting him like a magnet.

The table was only a meter wide; he could easily reach out and touch her mysterious, high breasts. He
often fantasized about the feeling of holding those breasts.

The May sun was scorching, making him sweat profusely.

He had been in Tokyo for over a month, and this was the first time he had seen such well-defined breasts. They must be
round and soft!

The front of her shirt was open, revealing part of her cleavage, as if trying to draw one in.

He wanted to bury his head in it…

This thought had been lingering for a long time. Several times he wanted to undress her and slowly lick and suck her
nipples.

Shuji often pictured Takako's breasts in his mind, even drawing them in his notebook.

Not only that, he even colored her nipples like strawberries and kissed them. Then he would mentally shout…

"Takako, so delicious!"

Whenever he saw nude photos of young girls, Shuji couldn't help but think of Takako.

Her breasts were different from theirs; they were more beautifully shaped, fuller, and softer, and besides, she had
incredibly cute nipples…

With this thought, those nude photos paled in comparison to him.

However, the breasts of the once-pure actress, Nonaka Kaoru, were an exception.

In his memory, her breasts were comparable to Takako's. Recently, he had been indulging in Nonaka Kaoru's nude photobooks
, finding satisfaction in them.

As a pure-looking actress, she had recently released a photobook; with her high, straight nose like a Westerner, she
was very popular with young Japanese men.

Although only in her early twenties, she was already showing signs of mature femininity. Her full and shapely
figure resembled Takako's.

If you replaced Kaoru Nonaka's head in the photo with Takako's, it would practically be a nude photobook of Takako.

Takako, I can't help it anymore, just thinking about Takako makes me hard...

Thinking like this, Shuji felt like he had already entered paradise.

"It's so hot today."

She suddenly blurted out, startling Shuji. He hurriedly replied, "Uh, yeah..."

and then frantically ate his rice. A smile appeared on Takako's face. She must know everything,
my face is so red under the light.

Shuji wanted to run away. But that would only expose his embarrassment.

This spring, Shuji entered a private university in Tokyo and lived in his brother's
apartment along the subway line.

His brother, Toru Matsumoto, worked at a securities company and rarely came home for dinner, so he almost always
had dinner with his sister-in-law, Takako. The two looked like a newlywed couple, radiating happiness.

"This tomato is so red!"

Takako picked up a small tomato with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, her beautiful lips parting to reveal her neat,
white teeth.

Shuji watched Takako bite into the tomato, his mouth watering uncontrollably. Under the table, his penis
throbbed.

Seeing Takako's moist lips only intensified his arousal.

Just then, tomato juice suddenly spurted from her lips, landing directly on Shuji's face.

"Ah, I'm sorry!"

Takako jumped up in a panic. The hem of her shirt was tied in a knot, revealing her small
navel beneath her snow-white abdomen.

"Oh, it's alright."

Shuji wiped his forehead, the juice staining his hand.

"Wait a minute, I'll get some tissues."

Takako ran towards the room, her full buttocks swaying beneath her tight jeans.

Shuji felt a surge of excitement; he hadn't expected Takako's tomato juice to land on his face.

Taking advantage of her distraction, he quickly licked his juice-covered hand. The normally unpleasant, green tomato smell
now tasted surprisingly sweet.

Licking his hand, he felt as if he were kissing Takako's lips, and Shuji became lost in his own fantasies.

Ahhh, Takako… Takako…

Shuji's hand was covered in saliva as he indulged in these fantasies.

Soon, footsteps approached, bringing him back to reality.

"I'm so sorry,"

Takako said, leaning closer. Shuji felt her breasts seem to sway.

He reached for a tissue, but Takako gently stopped him.

"Let me wipe it for you."

She then wiped his face with the tissue. At that moment, her breasts, visible beneath her shirt, pressed
closer to his body.

"I can wipe it myself,"

Shuji said, instinctively tilting his head back and trying to grab the tissue. However, deep down he still hoped that Takako
would wipe it for him.

"It's okay, let me do it."

Takako insisted, extending her hand, and Shuji lifted his face. At that moment, his shoulder touched her soft skin
, wow! Those breasts…

A surge of heat ran through his entire body. Whether Takako did it intentionally or unintentionally, they were so close, yet she was
completely unaware.

Shuji wished time would stop right there; his manhood was throbbing intensely.

"Wow! You're quite handsome, aren't you? Okay, that's enough."

What beautiful breasts! In that brief moment, Shuji had already felt his sister-in-law's gentle and beautiful side
.

The moment Takako's body left him, Shuji suddenly felt a pang of loneliness.

When it came to sex, Shuji was a late bloomer. His interest in it only began in high school
.

He had a beautiful face like his mother, excelled academically, and was also quite athletic
, making him popular with girls from a young age.

However, due to his somewhat introverted personality, he always kept his distance from girls.

Shuji first became sensitive to the female body in his first year of high school.

He started noticing women's hips and legs, and his body would change whenever he saw a sexy woman.

He first heard of Takako in his first year of high school. His older brother , Archer
, who was seven years younger than him, showed him a picture of his fiancée.

"Shuji, look at this."

When his brother handed him the picture, his face radiated a man's confidence.

Indeed, looking at the picture, while he thought Takako was beautiful, he always felt it was the pretty clothes she wore that made her look so beautiful
. In any case, at that time, Takako didn't evoke much feeling in him.

The following autumn, the two walked down the aisle. Naturally, Shuji attended their wedding.

When he saw Takako in person, her stunning wedding dress and radiant beauty remained etched in
his mind, impossible to shake off.

Shuji even fantasized about his sister-in-law being stripped of her dress by his older brother… But back then, Takako
seemed .

And now, that distant Takako was right before his eyes. Last summer,
he had moved into his older brother's apartment for summer tutoring.

Seeing Takako again after ten months, Shuji felt an indescribable joy.

Less than a year of marriage had made Takako even more beautiful and captivating, like a blooming rose. Long
immersed in the pressure of his parents' marriage, seeing his charming sister-in-law seemed to bring him considerable relief.

As if injected with anesthesia, Shuji was almost constantly in a daze. He was completely captivated by Takako's allure. Her
expressions, her figure, everything about her often captivated Shuji.

Especially Takako's elegant figure; her limbs were long and slender, and when she combed her hair with her delicate fingers
, her shaved, white armpits were revealed, easily stirring up fantasies.

Add to that her thin, short top, almost transparent, revealing even her bra, which often became
the source of Shuji's fantasies.

Takako and her older brother both graduated from the Faculty of Arts at university. She usually spoke softly and gently, the kind
of person who didn't boast.

She liked silk clothes, but not the expensive kind. In the summer, she wore
miniskirts almost every day. Whether on a chair or a sofa, she habitually sat cross-legged, often revealing
the muscles of her upper thighs. To Shuji, it was like eating ice cream.

Takako's father ran a private clinic in the countryside. As the eldest daughter, she had a steady personality, but occasionally a
stubborn side. Whenever discussing down-on-their-luck writers or artists, she became argumentative.

"I like writers like Osamu Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi. Their lives may have been filled with hardship and poverty, but
it's precisely because of that that the essence of humanity shines through!"

Shuji couldn't explain why he was so infatuated with Takako.

Takako seemed to adore Shuji and took great care of him. Since the cram school didn't have a cafeteria, Takako prepared
his lunchboxes and even washed his underwear every day.

During this time, Shuji looked forward to dinner the most. Takako, having just showered and lightly made up, looked completely different
from her daytime appearance. What to eat tonight? Thinking and thinking, Shuji couldn't concentrate on his studies anymore.

"Shuji, can you open the door?"

Hearing her call, Shuji immediately rushed to the door, turned the handle, and opened it. Takako
stood in the doorway holding a tray with noodles on it. Shuji stepped aside to let her in.

The few seconds it took for Takako to enter the room and place the tray on the table were the moment Shuji began to admire her.
In that short time, he looked her over from head to toe, including her full hips and her sexy breasts without a bra…

three days before he finished his cram school and was preparing to return home. That day, Shuji opened the door
as usual to welcome Takako to dinner. Unexpectedly, Takako was different today. Usually, she wore either Western-style pajamas or
shorts, but she had changed into a dress-style nightgown.

Although the nightgown wasn't very transparent, the shape of her breasts and her bikini bottoms were visible, and this
image kept flashing before Shuji's eyes.

Takako was probably going to be with her brother tonight…

Shuji instinctively thought about this and couldn't help but feel anxious, so much so that he lost sight of
Takako in her beautiful nightgown.

"After dinner, get some rest and don't stay up late."

Takako said this and turned to leave with a smile on her face.

"Takako…"

Unexpectedly, Shuji, who had been thinking about her, blurted out.

"What is it?"

Takako turned her head, her dark hair plastered to her face, making her even more beautiful.

"No, nothing, goodnight."

An hour later, Shuji left his room and headed towards his brother and sister-in-law's room, driven by an urge to verify his
intuition.

Walking down the dimly lit corridor, Shuji's legs trembled with nervousness.

"Shuji, what are you doing? You can't..."

His mother's angry voice from his childhood echoed in his ears.

He knew his current actions were inappropriate, but the thought of Takako lying on the bed made all his
guilt disappear.

He tiptoed towards their room, listening intently. In the quiet night,
he could even hear his own heartbeat; he felt almost suffocating.

However, he heard nothing. He had never been inside his brother and sister-in-law's room before. Although the door was usually open
, he had never noticed where their bed was.

She was probably asleep. Perhaps it wasn't as he imagined; he couldn't help but feel
foolish for his actions.

Just as he was about to leave the room, a sound like a sigh suddenly came from inside.

That sound… could it be… just as I expected.

He pressed his eyes to the crack in the door, while pricking up his ears. Takako lay naked on the bed, her legs spread, and
his older brother was kneeling between her legs, licking her incessantly.

Shuji's groin throbbed slightly, all his attention focused on the bedroom. As if they were also sympathizing with
Shuji, the moaning from before had disappeared.

The next night, Shuji planned to properly admire Takako in her Western-style nightgown this time,
waiting patiently in the room. Needless to say, he couldn't concentrate on his studies again. Takako seemed to have arrived a little earlier than usual today, and as her footsteps
drew near, Shuji's excitement reached its peak.

"Kenji, open the door..."

Before Takako could finish speaking, he rushed to the door, opened it, and his chest seemed about to burst open.

However, things didn't go as he expected. Takako wasn't wearing the pajamas from yesterday, but her usual
pajamas.

These past two weeks felt like a dream. Although he didn't want to go home and wanted to stay in Tokyo, reality wasn't what
he hoped for.

"If I get into university, I can live here and commute to school every day. I've already told my brother
."

The day before he was to return home, he didn't know where he got the courage, but he told Takako about it. And that day, he discovered
an unexpected gift.

It happened in the bathroom. He usually showered before Takako, but to prepare his luggage for returning home,
he let her shower first.

In the corner of the changing room, there was a fully automatic washing machine. He usually put his underwear in there, and Takako would wash it
the next day . Shuji, who had already taken off his clothes, threw his underwear in as usual. But at this moment, he suddenly
remembered that he was going home tomorrow, so he took it out again.

Just as he was about to close the washing machine lid, he noticed something pink inside.

Wow! It was his sister-in-law's underwear. Shuji held it in his hand, and after what seemed like an eternity, he realized
he might be discovered and hurriedly closed the lid, rushing into the bathroom.

Soaking in the bathtub, he tried to forget the pink fabric, but the image of it kept
burning before his eyes. Forget it, forget it, he kept shouting inwardly. But as he stepped out of the bathroom,
a strong desire arose again, a urge to admire that little thing one more

time. He felt like a thief, his heart pounding.

However, the key wasn't the underwear itself, but rather the subconscious feeling of about to do something wrong; his fingers
trembled uncontrollably.

So he carefully picked up the pink underwear, checked that no one was around, and brought it close to his
nose to smell it.

It smelled like lilac.

Ah…this is Takako's scent…

Shuji felt a surge of excitement. He brought his nose close to the fabric, inhaling deeply.

Looking at his own lustful reflection in the mirror, his lower abdomen seemed to throb.

What would Takako think if she saw him like this…?

His mind raced with these thoughts. Subconsciously, a powerful desire seemed
to burst forth from his body.

He smelled the underwear while fiddling with it in his hand. Oh, this must be Takako's secret place.

Shuji couldn't resist licking it with his tongue.

Ah! Takako, I want to kiss you…

He couldn't believe such a thought had arisen.

Just then, he felt something in his mouth. He stuck his finger into his tongue and pulled it out. It was
a hair. Probably Takako's pubic hair stuck to her underwear. Thinking this, his whole body suddenly convulsed
, and his lower body became aroused again.

He had put the hair in a small box to keep it safe. And now it was in his hands. Whenever he
masturbated, or missed Takako, he would take it out.

Although it was just a hair, smelling it and touching it felt like touching Takako's flesh
, as if Takako were standing in front of him in that dress-like nightgown.

Just now, his shoulder had brushed against his sister-in-law's breast, which gave him another moment of reverie. He returned to his room
and out the pubic hair to play with it again. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he reached into the back of the drawer
and took out a notebook.

Although there was nothing written on the cover, it was actually a diary of his observations of his sister-in-law.

Since last year's summer tutoring, Shuji had developed an inexplicable fondness for his sister-in-law, and this affection
had grown stronger day by day. This diary was started after he arrived in Tokyo in April.

Although it was a "diary," he didn't write anything every day. Instead
, he would jot down his observations of his sister-in-law whenever he had a particular feeling. Just like today, his shoulder brushed against his sister-in-law's breast, and the unforgettable
softness made him want to record this "immediate feeling."

Because the black pen on the white notebook made the writing stand out starkly. Just as he turned
the page , a red mark appeared before his eyes. He suddenly shuddered. What was going on
? Why was there a lip print on it? He stared at it, and this page was only three days ago
.

Could it be…?

Shuji's whole body trembled.

He couldn't sit still any longer and simply lay down on the bed, racking his brains. How could this be?

He looked at the lip print again and again; it was clearly lipstick. Only Takako and his older brother would be in this room. There
was no mistake; it was his sister-in-law's lip print.

So, Takako had read this diary.

For Shuji, the shock at this moment was like falling off a cliff.

The notebook contained records of Takako's daily expressions, postures, verbal tics, and tastes in clothing.
His diary contained almost all of Takako's quirks, including her tastes, favorite books, and the type of men she admired.

Besides, he had carefully kept the pubic hair he found in the bathroom last summer, sneaked
into her room to peek at her underwear, replaced Takako's face with a picture of Nonaka Kaoru while masturbating, and even
dreamed of having sex with her—all written in his diary. He thought to himself, if Takako saw all this,
where would he put his face?

Ah, and there's worse…

If his older brother saw this, not only would their brotherly bond be severed, but he might be kicked out of the
house tomorrow.

He was in a state of utter unease, feeling both ashamed and terrified, his chest pounding as if it were about to explode
.

He desperately needed money for rent, so he had to bite the bullet and ask his parents. But what reason could he give? Could
he say he was afraid of disturbing his older brother's life? Perhaps his brother would complain to their parents.

Worried and worried, his mind raced, he was practically going crazy.

But then…

suddenly, another question surfaced in his chaotic mind.

That lipstick mark was on the page he'd written three days ago. That meant Takako had already
read the diary during dinner.

Nothing seemed to have changed; although she probably already knew everything, she was still as
friendly as ever.

And maybe she'd deliberately, intentionally or unintentionally, bumped into him…

Thinking this way, the heavy weight in Shuji's heart seemed to lighten considerably.

The shirt she wore today clearly displayed her breasts, as if she wanted them to be seen.

Clearly, Takako was happy after reading the diary…

Although thankfully nothing went wrong, Takako was, after all, his brother's wife!

With this thought, he suddenly felt his behavior today was somewhat inappropriate.

With waves of thought rising and falling, Shuji slowly calmed down.

His sister-in-law probably wouldn't be angry. Perhaps she would allow that behavior, but what did leaving that lipstick mark
mean…?

A new mystery began to spread in his eighteen-year-old mind, which knew nothing of women.
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Chapter Two: The Sensation of Soft Flesh
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The next morning, Shuji woke up earlier than usual, at seven o'clock. It was Wednesday, and since he didn't have classes in the morning
, he usually slept until after ten.

He was worried about the awkward situation if he ran into Takako .

After changing his clothes, he went to the kitchen and happened to see his older brother and sister-in-law having breakfast together. 　　"

What's going on? Why are you up so early today?"

His older brother, Archer, turned to ask him.

"I couldn't fall back asleep after I opened my eyes."

"But you still look sleepy, haha." Takako said with a soft laugh. 　　The moment Shuji met her gaze, he felt as if he had been doused with cold water, a shock not only from her eyes but also from her attire. 　　Today she was wearing a white mini dress with light blue patterns; the vibrant colors spread before his eyes. 　　This outfit was one of Shuji's favorite pieces; he had noted it in his diary a week ago. 　　"Shuji, aren't you eating with us?" Shuji 　　was still unsure of Takako's attitude, feeling a mixture of love and fear towards her. Seeing her made him break out in a cold sweat. 　　"Um, um, but you're busy, I'll eat later." 　　He managed to utter a sentence, feeling like his tongue was about to tie itself in knots. 　　"It's alright, the bread's all baked, we just need to fry an egg. I'll get it ready, you sit down." 　　Takako's tone was as usual. For Shuji, his diary had been completely exposed, leaving him in a constant state of anxiety. Takako's current attitude didn't seem to reject him. Even so, Shuji felt that although nothing seemed to have changed on the surface, there was a subtle shift in the relationship between him and Takako. 　　"How's university life? Have you made any friends?" 　　His brother's sudden question snapped Shuji back to reality. His gaze had been following his sister-in-law's movements. 　　Takako seemed even happier than usual, suggesting that Shuji's concerns might have been unnecessary. 　　But what did it mean that she wore this outfit today? Was it just a coincidence? No, perhaps she only realized she should dress this way after reading the diary; it wasn't a coincidence at all… 　　She might have been surprised when she first found the diary, but after calming down and thinking about it, she felt relieved . In any case, Shuji was the type of man she liked. Although she was his sister-in-law, she seemed to welcome him. In that case, the lipstick mark left in the diary might represent affection. 　　Judging from her attitude and clothing this morning, Takako certainly didn't blame Shuji. 　　"Matsumoto, what kind of girl do you like?" 　　He was often asked this when drinking with friends. And he would usually answer without hesitation, " A girl like Nonaka Kaoru." In reality, Takako was the one he was thinking about. 　　"Huh, why would you like older girls? I think younger ones are better." 　　Indeed, it's surprising that an eighteen-year-old boy would like Kaoru Nonaka, who's in her twenties. 　　Shuji isn't interested in girls his own age at all. Although there are cute girls among his classmates , seeing Takako every day makes him feel that the girls around him are all too childish. 　　"Do you have a mother complex?"

The person who spoke to Shuji was Saito, his friend from when he first entered university.

For a week after the "lip print" incident, Shuji was almost constantly anxious.

It wasn't that his sister-in-law's attitude towards him had become cold; Takako was no different than before. Instead, Shuji
became increasingly uneasy.

He was certain that Takako didn't dislike him, especially after reading his diary. What was she really thinking
? He couldn't satisfy Takako with the thought that she simply didn't dislike him.

Regardless, he wanted to know Takako's true feelings; he wanted to explore his sister-in-law's inner world.

That thought swelled in his mind every day. Finally, he came up with a plan: he would
write a letter to Takako in his diary.

＊＊＊

"Sister-in-law Takako:

You must be very surprised when you see this notebook, right? I didn't expect you to see these things. I'm not
angry that you read my diary. Now that you know all my thoughts, I want to tell you everything without reservation
.

I like Takako so much, so incredibly.

Of course, I know very well that you are my sister-in-law." But please don't worry, I just really want to know
how you felt after reading my diary?

And what does that lipstick mark of yours mean? I hope you can tell me honestly. If you want me
to move out, I will find another place immediately without hesitation. If you don't mind, I hope you can let me continue to live here.

In any case, I really want to hear what Takako has to say. Otherwise, I'm really about to break down.

—Shuji

＊＊＊

Shuji wrote a letter in his notebook, thinking that maybe it would be better to ask her directly. But, now that
they were both pretending nothing had happened, wouldn't it be awkward to say it so bluntly
? What if Takako denied it in anger and embarrassment? He had no confidence that he could calmly accept it.

The next day, before going to school, he deliberately placed the notebook on his desk.

However, several days passed without anything happening. Helpless, Shuji resorted to the next method
. He simply left the notebook on the dining table and left. This trick worked perfectly. When he got home, he found the notebook
had been put back in his room.

Although it was only halfway through May, Shuji's face felt as if it had been scorched by the sun, and he felt particularly hot today.

He nervously opened the notebook. Takako's reply appeared on the next page of his letter. Shuji recognized
her neat handwriting.

＊＊＊

"Shuji:

I accidentally read your diary, and I'm very sorry. I wanted to borrow some glue from you that day, and
when I opened the drawer to look for it, I found a notebook, so I opened it and read it.

I was quite surprised; I didn't expect you to have observed me so much.

But then I thought, Shuji is already an adult, and it's natural for him to be interested in women
.

There must be many young girls around you! Compared to someone like me, who's 'auntie-level,'
aren't young girls cuter?

Anyway, whatever you think of me is your freedom, and I don't care at all.

And that lip print is a sign of affection."

Although it's okay for you to become the object of your masturbation, don't forget, I'm your brother's wife, after all
, your sister-in-law.

So please don't mention moving out. I welcome you staying here; Archer always
comes home so late, it's safer with you around.

Let's just live together like this.

This matter is between the two of us; let's keep it a secret!

— Takako

＊＊＊

After reading the letter, Shuji's emotions were very complicated. Although he could stay here without any problem, Takako's
nonchalant reaction made him uneasy. What

Shuji truly hoped for was that his sister-in-law would have an inappropriate relationship with him. He felt he had already expressed
his admiration for Takako, and her saying that it didn't matter if she was used as a masturbation object was not
something she could say easily.

Shuji wanted to touch Takako's body, wanted to see his sister-in-law's lewdness; that desire grew stronger every day.
Not long after, another thought arose in Shuji's mind.

It was the last Sunday of May. His older brother and sister-in-law had gone to a colleague's wedding. Shuji ran into
their room and crawled under the bed.

Having tampered with the bed, Shuji was excited, his eyes gleaming with smugness.

"Now I'll see what Takako does..."

Despite being covered in dust, Shuji felt a surge of pride.

"I'm going to put a cassette tape under your bed. I want to hear what kind of sounds my beloved Takako
makes when her brother hugs her. I'm telling you this now, and by the way, it'll
be too late to stop me. The tape will start spinning an hour after 11 pm next Sunday
..."

Three days earlier, he had written this in his diary. The next day, he found Takako's hastily written reply:

"Stop your pranks."

Although only a short sentence, it perfectly expressed Takako's feelings at the time, and Shuji couldn't help but feel happy.

Next, as planned, he added a sentence to the end of the letter: "I believe Takako will definitely fulfill my
wish."

But this time, he received no response from Takako.

Shuji himself didn't understand why he had taken such a crazy and audacious action. The only thing he was certain of was
that this matter had caused Takako distress.

Even if Takako didn't want to join his plan, the outcome was simpler. The more nonchalant she seemed,
the greater Shuji's chances of winning.

From Shuji's perspective, he wanted her to fully understand his desires. So, even if it was just for a brief
moment, as long as Takako had him in her heart, that was enough.

His brother and sister-in-law didn't return home until six in the evening; his brother was already drunk.

Shuji had already placed the notebook on the living room table, intending to remind Takako of his plans for the night.

However, it was Archer who became interested in it first.

"What's this? Shuji, is this your diary?"

Just as Archer was about to pick up the notebook to open it, Shuji hurriedly snatched it away.

"Don't take other people's things without permission."

Looking at Takako, she seemed unusually calm, beyond his expectations. But perhaps, her heart was in turmoil
.

After dinner, they talked about the wedding that day, and after drinking tea, it was almost eight o'clock.

Afterward, Archer went to take a shower, leaving only him and Takako. If Takako asked him to take the videotape from under the bed now
, he would probably do it. But she didn't say anything, so Shuji got up and left.

Takako was left alone in the kitchen. Shuji returned to his room and lay sprawled on the bed. At that moment, he didn't want to do anything
. There were still more than three hours until 11 o'clock. What was Takako planning? Shuji kept thinking
about it , and he couldn't help but feel irritated.

Just when he was feeling very depressed, there was a knock on the door. It was his older brother, who had finished showering and was urging him
to continue taking a bath after him. Shuji took his time showering, and by the time he returned to his room, it was already past nine o'clock.

Then, he flipped through a weekly magazine and watched a TV series. Suddenly, he heard his brother's angry roar.

"Takako, what's wrong with you!"

The voice came from the bathroom.

The atmosphere seemed a little unusual. Shuji rushed out of his room and hurriedly ran out to see
Takako lying face down on the floor in the dressing room.

"Cheer up, Takako!"

Archer shouted, rubbing his wife's back repeatedly with his pink nightgown. Takako seemed
unconscious and unresponsive.

The hem of the nightgown was rolled up, revealing most of her legs. In front of his brother, Shuji didn't dare to stare directly, so he
quickly looked away. However, those alluring thighs were already deeply imprinted in his eyes.

"Let's carry her into the room first,"

his brother said, lifting Takako from behind. Because he was a little drunk, his steps were
unsteady.

"Do you need my help?"

"No, it's fine."

Archer didn't want help, which was only natural; perhaps he didn't want anyone touching his wife's body
. However, when he picked up Takako and prepared to take a step, he lost his balance and bumped into the wall.

"Let me help you."

Shuji didn't hesitate to reach out and support them both.

"Then, help me lift her legs."

Archer said this because it seemed too strenuous for one person to lift her. However, a
dry expression appeared on his face.

It wasn't that he had ulterior motives towards Xiu Si; having evil thoughts in this situation would be extremely inappropriate, and
Xiu Si should have that in mind.

However, while Archer was trembling with fear, Xiu Si's situation was quite awkward.

How should he lift her legs? What position would be the least strenuous? The conclusion was that spreading her
legs apart and holding one leg in each armpit would be the easiest, but that would expose her entire upper thigh, which
was absolutely out of the question.

So, after thinking it over, Xiu Si finally decided to lift her legs simultaneously, tucking them under her armpits.

His gaze then fell on his sister-in-law's face; her clothes were open, revealing her snow-white skin.
At this moment, Xiu Si's heart was already pounding.

"That's enough, big brother."

Perhaps she had just finished showering; her skin was still warm, and the scent of soap wafted through the air, making Shuji feel intoxicated
.

Ah, there was such an indescribable scent…

As he slowly moved forward, the hem of her pajamas swayed, gradually widening the slit
and revealing a large expanse of her calves.

Although he knew he shouldn't be looking, Shuji still stared at the exposed skin.

Ah…so beautiful, almost like marble…

the glossy skin was exactly like the one he had imagined. How
blissful it would be to bury his face in it right now. Just imagining it made his mouth water.

"Shuji, be careful, don't let her fall."

His brother looked worried, his body swaying unsteadily. His beloved wife had inexplicably fallen unconscious; no wonder he was so
panicked. In fact, it was his brother who should be careful, as he was holding Takako's head. If he said anything more to warn
him to be careful, it would only make his mind more chaotic, so he simply remained silent.

When Shuji's gaze shifted from his brother back to Takako's feet, he couldn't help but gasp.

Shuji glanced at his brother hastily, thankfully he hadn't noticed. From his brother's perspective, there probably
wasn't anything inappropriate.

He shouldn't have any lewd thoughts at a time like this. Despite Shuji's repeated self-reminders, the desires of youth
seemed difficult to suppress, and his body began to change again.

Damn it…

watching his lower body about to swell, yet unable to stop it with willpower, he was extremely distressed.

Perhaps due to exhaustion, his brother's face showed a pained expression, his hands looking like they were about to give way, it was
really dangerous.

"Big brother, take a rest."

His brother seemed to have been waiting for him to say this, and immediately nodded.

Shuji placed his sister-in-law's legs on the floor, thinking about whether to pull up her pajamas, but he felt
the pressure from his brother's gaze and had to give up.

Takako remained unconscious, but her complexion still had a hint of rosiness, indicating her condition wasn't too bad.

To ease his brother's burden, Shuji immediately offered to help again. This time, he held Takako's knees with his left arm
and supported her waist with his right. Although he seemed very helpful,
he made a new discovery as he moved forward.

Through the front of her nightgown, he could see her snow-white breasts. And with each step he took, the front of her nightgown
opened a little wider, revealing her pink nipples.

Staring at that area at this moment was simply inappropriate, and to make matters worse, his own atrophied area began to
revive.

No, not now…

Although Shuji desperately reminded himself, his body still wouldn't cooperate. Suddenly, a thought flashed into his mind
.

Could it be that Takako was faking illness? Was she trying to escape the trap I had set?

The thought seemed to explode in his mind.

He had never heard of her having anemia. Besides, she was perfectly fine just a moment ago. How could it be such a coincidence that
she fainted just an hour before the tape was about to start spinning? And her complexion didn't look sick...

The doubts in his mind grew larger and larger, almost overwhelming his entire being. Moreover, he was almost certain that Takako
was faking her illness. As a result, his long-suppressed self-control was about to collapse, and his desire for Takako's body
surged up again.

If his brother weren't around right now, he might have touched her breasts. The endless desire in his heart was
like a raging storm.

"It's okay to use me as a masturbation object," Shuji remembered the words in her letter. And now,
he didn't need to imagine that "masturbation object"; she was lying right in front of him.

Shuji's right hand slowly slid down, his fingers already climbing up her buttocks. To avoid his brother's eyes and ears, he
was very careful.

Due to his tension, he felt his fingertips stiffen. However, the desire to caress Takako's buttocks could not
be quelled.

"Shuji, get ready to lift her up!"

the older brother said, his face flushed. Takako's nipples were almost completely exposed. At that moment, Shuji's fingertips touched
her full, firm buttocks, and he trembled involuntarily.

Ah…this is Takako's buttocks…

I want to touch her other skin…

An uncontrollable lust consumed Shuji's heart.

Looking at Takako, she remained as if dead, completely unresponsive.

Had she already stopped breathing…?

Shuji immediately dismissed the thought. Gazing at Takako's beautiful face, like a blooming white lotus, her eyes
, nose, and lips were like exquisite works of art, so perfectly proportioned on her oval
face , making one want to look again and again.

"Shuji, come on, we're almost there."

Only a few meters from the dormitory; to satisfy his lust, he had to act quickly, or he'd be too late
.

Taking advantage of his brother's inattention, Shuji mustered his courage and boldly reached out, slipping his hand inside Takako's knees...

His fingers touched her soft, creamy skin, and as he caressed her buttocks, he slipped his hand
deeper into her thighs. With each bolder movement, Shuji felt an indescribable pleasure.

These were Takako's thighs...

Shuji was incredibly excited. Taking advantage of the situation, this time his hand extended between her thighs, but
her legs were pressed together, as if mocking Shuji's excessive desire, preventing him from going any further.

At this moment, a pair of dark blue panties lay before him. Looking up, the pink nipples seemed to
beckon him, and Shuji felt as if his whole body was on fire, his legs almost giving way.

Those panties became the source of Shuji's wild thoughts, stirring his mind once more. No matter what, he had to
touch them. But with his brother present, it was truly difficult. Just as he was feeling frustrated by his inability to give up,
he heard his brother's voice.

"Shuji, open the door."

They had reached the room.

Archer wearily closed his eyes.

*Sigh, there's nothing I can do now.* Shuji tugged at his head, feeling frustrated. At the same time, he immediately
withdrew his hand from his leg and opened the door.

After placing Takako on the bed, Archer asked him to fetch some water. Shuji felt a lingering
sensation on his hand from stroking Takako earlier, and walked towards the kitchen with a sense of loss.

When he returned to the room with the water, his sister-in-law was already wrapped in a blanket.

Archer had Takako put some water in her mouth and gently said to her, "It's alright."

It seemed his brother was quite relieved. He then said to Shuji, "Go back to your room and rest."

Although Shuji desperately wanted to stay with Takako, he reluctantly returned to his own room.

Soon after, laughter came from his brother and sister-in-law's room.
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Chapter Three: The Infuriatingly Sweet Voice
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"The moment I disturbed you and you fainted, I thought something serious had happened, and I was so worried I didn't know what to do
."

"I was just too tired."

"Are you really alright now?"

"Yeah, it's okay."

"It was really tiring. Today's wedding was so complicated; the bride alone changed five outfits."

"It was so extravagant; it must have cost a lot of money!"

"I heard it was all paid for by her father. Their family has a huge business."

The next night, Shuji put on his headphones in his room and listened to the cassette tape he had placed under his brother and sister-in-law's bed.
He had sneaked into the room and retrieved it while his sister-in-law was out shopping.

However, it wasn't there what he expected. Just as he was feeling disappointed, he suddenly remembered
what his brother and sister-in-law were talking about, and his interest was piqued again. Perhaps he could deduce from their conversation
whether Takako had been faking her illness yesterday.

The two turned their conversation to the bride and began to comment on her. Takako's voice sounded very energetic at this moment
, making it hard to imagine that she had just fainted.

"The bride is so beautiful."

"But, I don't really like her."

"Then, what kind do you like? I've never heard you say anything before."

"You should know best!"

Next, there was a sound that seemed to be the rustling of clothes, or perhaps the sound of something being sucked. What a strange atmosphere
! Shuji couldn't help but turn up the volume of the tape recorder.

Although he could hear some mixed sounds, he couldn't be sure what the content was.

My brother is so annoying. He must be saying, "I like someone like you," while kissing her.

What a beast…

But then I thought, it's actually perfectly normal for them to do something like that; they're husband and wife
! But Shuji just has this intense jealousy towards his brother.

The kisses grew more intense, mixed with panting.

Shuji pictured the two of them kissing in each other's arms, and his body began to stir.

At that moment, blood started rushing to Shuji's lower body, and his groin felt like it was about to swell.

"Ahhh, you…"

They were probably already intertwined.

Would Takako refuse…?

Shuji desperately hoped that Takako would reject his brother's advances, his panicked heart unwilling to hear Takako's soft moans as he
held .

The sounds of their kisses were mixed with sobs, as if they didn't intend to separate.

What are they trying to do? Takako knows I've put on a tape to eavesdrop, so why is she letting her brother hold her
? Has she already forgotten about me putting on the tape?

If she had just faked fainting, she could have easily used the excuse of feeling unwell to refuse her brother,
a series of question marks popped into Shuuji's mind.

At this moment, he listened intently to every detail from the tape.

"Are you really alright?"

This time, he clearly heard his brother's voice. His brother was still worried, which was understandable.

The two then began kissing again, but this time the sounds were somewhat flustered, mixed with considerable moaning
.

Shuuji's heart was filled with complex emotions; her feigned fainting was almost certainly part of her plan. Shuuji was half-believing, half-
doubting, yet also anticipating the satisfaction of his lust.

"Ah, ahh..."

The wanton panting made Shuuji's heart race; this sound had only appeared in his dreams.

What were they doing now? Which part were they kissing? Where were their bodies touching...?

The breasts and thighs he had seen last night had vanished from his mind. The image flashing through his mind was her underwear
…

his body felt as if it were being burned by the blazing sun, burning hot all over. He couldn't hold back any longer; his manhood was pressing
against his crotch. So he unzipped his pants and took it out, his swollen glans already leaking fluid.

"When I bury my face in your chest, I feel so safe."

"Ouch… I hate it… it tickles!"

The sounds he heard were like the squeaking of mice; it must be her kissing her breasts.

The image of those pink nipples resurfaced in his mind; those beautiful breasts were now being licked by his brother…

"Ah… no, darling…"

You beast! I want to suck them too…

The thought of her breasts being immersed in his brother's passionate kiss made his desire even more uncontrollable.

"Look, her nipples are all erect, isn't that amazing!"

As they talked, Shuuji's mind seemed to be occupied by those pink nipples, and his saliva
increased.

"You, you're so mean... How could you do this..."

she said. "How could you do this..." What on earth is going on...?

Shuji found it hard to continue his fantasies. Perhaps they had already begun an unspeakable act. He felt an indescribable
envy.

Even so, what was Takako thinking? She clearly knew there was a tape recording under the bed, yet
she was being so intimate with her husband. This was practically provoking Shuji!

Was she mocking him? Had he been outmaneuvered and fallen into her trap?

Then came a metallic sound, like the grime produced by the pressure on the bed. Probably moving her body
. Sure enough, he heard his brother speak.

"Takako, let me see your xx."

What kind of talk was that? Shuji never imagined such obscene words would come from his brother's mouth. He felt a tremendous
shock.

"No..."

Although her words seemed like a refusal, his tone revealed that it wasn't sincere at all.

"Spread your legs wider, relax your body!"

"Hmm, turn off the light...it's so embarrassing."

"No, I want to see, it's been so long since I've seen you here!"

Hearing her say something so blatantly, Shuji felt embarrassed.

"You, I just can't do anything with you."

He felt a hint of coquetry and pleasure in Takako's voice. Takako must have happily agreed to his request.
Shuji pictured her with her legs spread wide, her crotch exposed. A strong sense of arousal
surged through his chest.

Shuji's lower body began to stir again, and he unconsciously opened the drawer, taking out the small box containing pubic hair
. Although it was just a single hair, holding it felt like touching Takako's body, a strange kind of love
, and his desire intensified.

"Still the same beautiful color as before, your XX... hasn't changed at all." He

was probably observing her secret lips!

Even if they're husband and wife, why does Takako let her brother do whatever he wants? She should know I'll hear the tape
...

"It's so embarrassing, hey... don't stare like that."

This sentence was clearly said on purpose, and Shuji heard it very clearly, which made him even more
fantasizing.

"How is it embarrassing? We're husband and wife, haven't I seen it several times already?"

Archer said shamelessly, his voice full of masculine confidence.

"Ah."

Takako cried out, and the next sound was different from the squeezing sound of the bed earlier; it was
the sound of the bed vibrating.

Has he started licking! That part...

Shuji turned the volume up even louder.

Takako was breathing heavily. Shuji imagined Takako with her eyes closed, making lewd sounds with the vibration of the bed
.

"Ah, it tastes really good, Takako's place..."

"Ahhh...you..."

It sounded like a puppy drinking water, and Shuji imagined his brother licking Takako.

This sound, combined with Takako's seemingly satisfied moans, assaulted Shuji's groin again, sending
chills down his spine.

I want it too...Takako's...oh, her place...

Shuji couldn't help but lick the pubic hair he'd taken from the small box, as if it still carried the unique
scent of a woman's body.

Now, the sound of the bed vibrating continuously filled the air, and the panting was mixed with the sounds of convulsions.

Shuji's mind was filled with realistic images of Takako with her legs spread wide.

Ahh, Takako...

Shuji could no longer suppress his desire, and suddenly he grabbed his glans...

Although Shuji had relieved himself, his brother didn't seem to be letting go of Takako yet. Takako's moans
were tinged with low sobs.

Shuji pulled up his pants, threw the tissues that had been used to wipe away the semen into the trash can, and then put the hair in a box.
Suddenly, his throat felt extremely dry, so he immediately stood up and went to the kitchen.

Takako was always very clean and often cleaned the kitchen, and the refrigerator was always neatly organized, so it was very convenient to get things.
Shuji took out orange juice and poured it into a glass.

The hot body poured into the cold juice, and there was an indescribable feeling of pleasure. He had only drunk half of it when he
heard a voice behind him...

"Is that Shuji?"

He turned around and saw that it was Takako. She was standing in the kitchen doorway, wearing a pink nightgown.

"It tastes so good..."

Her tone sounded strange, and when he saw Takako's face, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt. He
had eavesdropping on a couple's intimate moments.

"I just came out of the bathroom and heard a noise, so I ran out to check."

The clock pointed to two in the morning. Shuji still had the faint sound of Takako's soft moans in his ears, and now
he was face to face with her, which made him feel guilty. Her nightgown only added to his allure.

"I'm thirsty too, I'd like some juice,"

Takako said, leaning closer. Her full breasts seemed to beckon Shuji's gaze, and he quickly
finished the rest of his juice.

"Can I borrow your cup? So I don't have to go get another one."

She extended her slender fingers. Time seemed to stand still. If he were to grab her hand and pull
her closer, it would be so easy.

And she definitely wouldn't resist.

This thought rose from the depths of Shuji's mind.

The image of him embracing his sister-in-law flashed before his eyes again, and now, the real Takako was standing in
front of him.

But no matter what, he just couldn't bring himself to reach out. In reality, Shuji simply handed the empty juice glass
to Takako, said "Goodnight," and immediately fled the scene.

Back in his room, Shuji's heart pounded in his chest, and he even got angry with himself.

Then, while writing "Stop playing pranks" in his notebook, he couldn't fathom Takako's
mind. How could she be so nonchalant about being intimate with her brother while being recorded?

Maybe Takako was deliberately trying to provoke me...

Shuji kept analyzing Takako's actions, piecing together all the possibilities, and he became more and more convinced of
his deduction.

Let's listen to the tape again...

As soon as he put on his headphones and turned it on, Takako's annoying moans came through again.

"Ah, ahh... ahh... no, don't... ahh... um..."

What was her expression like when she made those sounds? Shuji recalled just having met Takako
, and it was really hard to connect her face from before with her dazed, intoxicated expression during sex.

Aroused by Takako's lewd moans, Shuji's lower body became engorged once more.

"Takako, look, you're so wet."

"Ahhh, I... I can't take it anymore..."

"This time, let's start from behind. Come on, lift your butt up, higher... Yes, like that
. Hehehe..."

What was he doing...?

Just thinking about Takako lying on the bed made Shuji dizzy.

"Ah... Ahhh... You're so naughty!"

"Do you like being licked like this?"

All he could hear were Takako's moans; it was hard to imagine his usually dignified sister-in-law making such sounds. As Shuji
listened , he kept rubbing his eyes, as if he could already see Takako moaning with her buttocks raised.

"Ah! Takako's butt is amazing."

His brother also became excited, even his breathing became disordered. Shuji couldn't help but envy his brother.

The moans and panting of the two of them seemed to form a lewd concerto.

What is my brother doing now...?

Judging from the sounds alone, it was impossible to guess what the two were doing; Shuji felt his imagination was truly lacking.

Then the panting seemed to turn into sobbing, and Shuji tensed up.

"Takako, I'm going in."

"Oh, no…"

Takako's voice changed again; one could imagine her mind and body were in complete turmoil. Her brother
was probably using his hands as well as his tongue!

The room was filled with the scent of male and female animals, seemingly drifting from the other end of the tape.

"Hey, let me serve you too…"

Takako suddenly spoke, and Shuji quickly pricked up his ears to listen. It turned out that this time it was Takako's turn to offer her
tongue.

Shuji, however, seemed to have taken on the role of his brother, taking off his trousers and grabbing his erection
.

"Ah, Takako, can you serve me too…"

He dreamed of being held by Takako, of the feeling of her mouth on his, of being surrounded by her warm, moist tongue
…

"Oh… Takako, that’s so good."

His brother’s pleasurable voice infected Shuji, and his nerves seemed to be soothed, making him unusually excited.
He focused on listening to the sound of Takako licking his brother’s bottom, but only heard his lewd moans coming from his nose.

Only today did he realize that his brother was such a frivolous person. Usually, he was always silent during meals
, but now he was making lewd noises because of his orgasm.

He must be licking Takako to satisfy his sexual fetishes. Such exaggerated lewd behavior was quite
interesting. In that sense, Archer had a talent for this since he was a child, and he was often loved by adults, while Shuji
was not as lucky as him.

The tape continued to play the sound of Takako licking her brother’s moans. With that erect thing in his mouth, he must be very excited
.

Listening more closely, the sound now seemed to be the rubbing of a tongue against a penis, and Shuji's mind conjured
an image of Takako with her brother's penis in her mouth.

"Takako, put your hand in, and lick my back too."

His brother actually said something like that…

Shuji was utterly astonished by his brother and sister-in-law's sexual behavior. Judging from their usual behavior, it was
unimaginable their sex life would be so daring.

Looking at Takako, had she really forgotten about the tape? Otherwise, she wouldn't have
recorded even her most intimate moments with her husband!

Shuji himself was stunned by their intense lovemaking; he had completely forgotten his original intention
to explore his sister-in-law's inner world through the tape.

The bed vibrated violently, and Archer suggested that they lick each other.

Shuji began to imagine Takako turning upside down, straddling his brother's face, and him becoming Archer.

How blissful it would be to have further contact with Takako! But for
his , this was an easy thing, while for Shuji, it could only remain a fantasy; the real world wouldn't
allow him to do such a thing.

Enveloped by jealousy, regret, and other lustful desires, Shuji impulsively grabbed his erection, and as he ejaculated
, he heard Takako's low, lewd moans in his ears, as if he were truly touching her body.

"Takako, open up a little wider,"

his brother's voice was filled with obscenity.

If you imagined it from his words, it would be a truly lewd image.

Takako's mouth emitted wanton moans, which seemed to become a lewd melody in Shuji's mind.

Licking, sucking, moaning each other, the heat of their bodies emanating from the other end of the tape. Shuji then turned the volume up
again .

Ah, I want it too. His brother is so cunning, only caring about his own pleasure…

Shuji thought of his sister-in-law as he indulged in masturbation. And what he longed for most was to spend the night with Takako
. But now it was his brother who was enjoying himself, and Shuji was filled with jealousy.

He'd never even kissed a girl, let alone touched a woman's body; he simply couldn't understand
how kiss that area.

However, after repeatedly listening to the obscene sounds on the tape, the vivid impressions were deeply ingrained in his mind
, and Shuji gradually succumbed to sexual arousal.

Takako's voice rose even higher, her moans and gasps almost escaping her lips. Then, amidst
the static of the tape, came the sounds of sucking flesh.

"Ahhh, darling… I… I can't take it anymore…"

Takako seemed to be struggling to utter these words.

"Don't you want it anymore, Takako?"

Judging from Archer's voice, he seemed to be enjoying Takako's lewd behavior, appearing quite relaxed.

"If you still want it, just say so!"

"...W-don't be so mean, okay?"

"Fine, if you don't say it, then let's end it here!"

Shuji felt their conversation was straight out of a novel. (Ordinary Path)

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