A sweet, almost nostalgic fragrance wafted into the room. Followed by something soft. Bumping straight into Hozuki Nozomi's chest.
He blinked, stunned, as a girl practically launched herself out of the delivery box and wrapped around him like a kokeshi doll come to life. Her soft form pressed against him. Judging by the sensation... She definitely wasn't wearing much. But that wasn't the important part.
("Kokeshi" (こけし) refers to a traditional Japanese wooden doll that is characterized by its simple, cylindrical body and a large head.)
What caught him off guard most was what she said the moment she clung to him:
"Onii-chan, after so long, let's finally have our love sport~!"
Her slender arms hooked tightly around his neck, and she nuzzled into his chest with a soft sigh of satisfaction. Nozomi's instincts kicked in, and he quickly steadied her with both arms to keep her from falling.
"Oi, you, are you serious right now!?"
A faint blush dusted the girl's cheeks as she pressed in even closer.
"Nani? Are you moved, onii-chan?"
Nozomi's eyebrow twitched. Despite her body temperature running hot—clearly real and not a dream—he resisted the urge to toss her across the room.
"Okay, first of all," he said, carefully pushing her away just a little, "I think you've got the wrong guy."
"I don't remember having such a beautiful and, uh, deredere little sister. I've always been an only child."
"And this whole 'child bride' and 'love sport' thing—What is that?"
Hearing that, the girl looked up with those wide, puppy-like eyes.
"But you forgot, onii-chan, because of the car accident when you protected me back then...!"
Her voice softened, full of longing. Then, suddenly, she perked up and beamed at him again.
"But that's okay! Even if Nozomi doesn't remember, I remember everything!"
With a bright smile, she lunged forward and toppled them both onto the bed.
"I'm Suo Yuki. When I marry you, I'll be Hozuki Yuki! The girl who loves you more than anyone else in this world!"
Nozomi could feel the heat crawl up his neck and face. This was the first time a girl had confessed to him with such boldness—and it was a full-on, zero-to-sixty kind of confession.
"Come on, onii-chan, I've grown into a proper bijin now, haven't I?"
"Let's have our first pre-marriage experience right here!"
Her lips puckered as she leaned in—
Only for Nozomi to pinch her lips and sigh.
"There's no way I'm doing that with someone I just met!"
"Mou, is Nozomi being shy? It's okay, Yuki can accept it~"
"Shy, my little ancestor—sit over there before I really get angry."
Yuki giggled mischievously, wriggling in his arms before finally letting go and sitting on the bed.
"Okay~! But I think onii-chan already recognizes Yuki's moe charm, ne~?"
Nozomi rubbed his temples and reached out to pat her head.
"Just behave for a sec, alright?"
"Hai~!"
He took a few deep breaths to re-center himself. When he noticed her gaze drop below his waist, he quickly grabbed a pillow to block her view.
"Oi! Where are you looking, ero musume!?"
"Uwaa~, that's so mean, onii-chan! You wounded Yuki's heart!"
"Stop acting! I've got questions. Answer seriously."
"Un~, Ask me anything~! Yuki will tell you everything!"
"First off—are you really my little sister or a child bride?"
"Eto ne~, both!" she said seriously, her eyes sparkling.
"I'm your little sister, and also your promised bride from when we were kids!"
Nozomi frowned.
"But the Suo family is super prestigious, right? Why would you be both?"
"Because you saved me in that car accident, remember? We were separated afterward. It's all tragic and drama! But it's fine—even if you forgot, I didn't!"
She scooted closer again, smiling brightly.
"Yuki will always stay by onii-chan's side. Even if your memory never returns, Yuki will make new memories together with you!"
"Ugh... don't say things that embarrassing with a straight face."
Nozomi finally understood how powerful a confession could be when it came from a truly adorable girl. His heart was thumping.
Yuki tilted her head cutely, her smile teasing.
"Hehe~, are you getting excited? Then, how about tasting Yuki a little?
She leaned in with a devilish glint in her eyes. "The legendary love sport... it was our childhood promise, remember? Now that I've blossomed into a proper woman, I can totally handle your mighty whip, onii-chan~!"
"A-Ahem! Let's… talk about that later," Nozomi stammered, flustered. He quickly turned his head away, his cheeks lightly flushed. He was not some kind of hentai protagonist who'd leap on a girl the moment she showed interest!
"If I were to believe what you're saying," Nozomi muttered, composing himself, "then the next question is—this whole express delivery stunt... does your family even know you're here?"
At that, Yūki froze, eyes darting guiltily to the side. "So you did sneak out?"
Yūki puffed out her cheeks and waved her hand dismissively, trying to act unfazed. "Mou~! I'm already a high school girl! Living independently is totally a thing now. Naturally, I chose to live at onii-chan's house!"
She puffed her modest chest proudly. "Once we live together, love will bloom, and tadaa~ no one will be able to say anything!"
"Oi!" Nozomi flicked her forehead gently, a light scolding in his voice. "What kind of shoujo manga nonsense are you thinking about?"
"It's not nonsense! I want to be my onii-chan's beloved bride!"
Then she paused, blinking up at him with teary eyes. "Wait… don't tell me… you already have a girlfriend?!"
Her pout deepened, lips trembling like she was about to cry.
Nozomi scratched his cheek awkwardly. "I mean… kinda, yeah. So, how about going back home for now?"
"Nope!"
She crossed her arms with a huff. "Girlfriend or not, I don't care. Where my onii-chan is, that's where Yūki's home is! Besides, I'm your imouto—living with you is totally natural!"
Nozomi sighed, shoulders slumping. "You're seriously impossible..."
Then he caught sight of her uniform. "Wait, Sobu High? You go there too? Why haven't I seen you before?"
"Teehee~ I just transferred! Now Yūki can accompany onii-chan every day through high school. Then, we'll get married and live happily ever after!"
"That escalated fast! So wait… are you really my sister? Like, biologically?"
Yūki winked at him. "I'm your child bride-slash-imouto!"
"So… not blood-related?"
"Nope!"
She nodded with a bright smile. "So we can get married! There's no law against that, ne~?"
Nozomi palmed his forehead. "Let's just slow down. If you're really staying here at Sakurasou, fine. But where's your luggage?"
"Ah! About that... I didn't bring any!"
She suddenly sniffed her sleeve. "Now that I think about it, I've been cooped up in that box for hours. I'm all sweaty! Onii-chan, I'll go take a shower, and then... prepare yourself for Yūki's night attack~!"
With that, she dashed out of the room giggling like a fox spirit.
Nozomi stood frozen, his expression blank.
"Did she just say she's going to attack me after her bath…?"
He glanced at the door, then to the ceiling, sighing deeply.
"What the heck have I gotten myself into...?"
But in the quiet aftermath, his mind replayed the soft scent of her hair, her bright eyes, her relentless energy.
Could she really be someone from his past…?
"Maybe I did have that car accident she mentioned..."
He shook his head, then gave a wry smile.
"Well, not like I lost anything."
Suo Yūki was undeniably cute, and frankly, a total bombshell.
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In Rokushudere, Suo Yuki is indeed blood-related to her brother but it seems the author isn't exactly into real incest thus the small change.
I know some of y'all sussy bakas were getting excited!!!!!!!!