50 Senpai - My Little Sister Is Only Ever Cold to Me, Yet Recently She’s Been Strangely Clingy

Chapter 50: Senpai The sun on the rooftop was stronger compared to before, giving off a strong summer vibe. In that light, we retreated to the shade near the entrance to avoid the direct sunlight. The plastic bags containing the bread we'd each brought with us sat on the floor, rustling softly. Our hands, connected since we left the classroom, showed no sign of separating. "Want to eat?" I asked, gazing at Ren’s side profile as she stared ahead blankly. "Yeah." Ren nodded, yet she tightened her grip on my hand. "Um, Ren, it seems difficult to eat like this..." "But I don't want to let go." Ren looked at me intently as she spoke. Her face was quiet and beautiful, like an ice sculpture. Her skin was pale. Yesterday, it was flushed red, and her expression was melting. The contrast with that memory nearly short-circuited my brain. More than anything, thinking such things while looking at my little sister's face was not acceptable as an older sister. I made a suggestion, trying to escape those pink-hued thoughts. "Then, like before, I'll feed you." "…Okay." Ren reluctantly released my hand. Even though I prompted it myself, I already missed the smoothness of her skin and her warmth. If this continues, I might never be able to separate from her, not for a moment. Desperately shaking off such delusions, I took the plastic bag containing the bread from Ren. Inside were a melon bread and strawberry milk. "Ren, you really do have a sweet tooth." "Yeah, I like sweet things." Unlike before, Ren nodded honestly. As we talked, her words from yesterday flashed back in my mind. It really is sweet. Remembering it, the feeling of that sweet kiss flashed through my mind at the same time, my face heating up. I somehow had a feeling that Ren was also looking at my lips. In a hurry, I tore open the packaging of the melon bread and offered it to Ren. She took a big bite, sugar sticking to her lips and glistening. "Is it good?" "Yeah." While watching Ren chew, I took out the cream bun I had bought for myself, tore open the packaging, and bit into it. Tasting the sweetness of the cream on my tongue, I unconsciously realized I had also bought a sweet bread today, which felt strangely embarrassing. Lunch concluded smoothly, much like before. We spent the remaining time cuddling together. Our bodies were just touching, our skirts overlapping. This sense of distance was comforting, yet it made me want to get even closer. "Let me drink." Ren murmured, looking at the strawberry milk in the carton. As she requested, I inserted the straw and brought it to her lips. Ren found myself staring at her lips again, and at that moment, our eyes met. "Thank you." Ren removed her lips from the straw and leaned in closer to me. She whispered softly, "There's no one on the rooftop." "Eh?" "No one can see us." Ren spoke in her usual flat voice, staring straight at me. I had a rough idea of what Ren was seeking. Momentarily drawn in by it, my rational mind desperately cried out that doing such a thing at school was crazy. Or rather, I realized that kissing my little sister in the first place was not normal, an obvious fact. More than anything, I was afraid that if I continued like this, I would never be able to escape from this situation. Desperate to escape this, I rummaged through my mind, recalling the conversation I just had with Yuka-chan. "Final exams are coming soon...!" "…Yeah." "Are you okay with your studies, Ren?" I asked, and Ren murmured softly in response. "Mean…" Pretending not to hear her dissatisfaction, I stayed still as Ren seemed to think of something, her eyes widening. Then, with her usual unreadable expression, she tilted her head slightly. "I'm not okay, so can you help me study?" I was taken aback by her sudden suggestion. "Please… Ai-senpai." Ren said it in her usual cool, even voice — calm and unruffled, almost teasing — as she leaned in close. Despite her elegant figure, there was something kitten-like in the way she moved. But more than anything, it was the sound of that word 'senpai' coming from her lips that shook me. It carried a different kind of weight than when she called me 'Onee-chan', and simply put, it was devastatingly powerful. "Okay, that's fine. But why 'senpai'?" "Because you asked me to call you that before. But I won't call you that anymore." "Why not—" Despite the complaint, I couldn't help but smile. She remembered our conversation from before and used it to make a request. That sincerity was irresistibly cute, and I found myself stroking Ren's head. Closing her eyes, Ren murmured softly. "Then, we'll have study session in Onee-chan's room tonight." The mention of a study session made my heart race inappropriately fast. My heartbeat changed to a color unlike the light blue of our summer uniforms.