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

Chapter 55: Clingy After having dinner, taking a bath, and returning to my room, as usual, Ren is right there, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Ren clings to me as if melting into my body. I had a vague awareness of it, but recently, Ren has been as overly affectionate as when we were little, if not more so. Whenever we're together, there's always some part of my body touching Ren. When she was small, such innocent playfulness was adorable. But now, it’s not just cute. There's elegance, the smoothness of her glossy skin, and the disparity when the usually mature Ren acts clingy around me. The fact that I alone know this side of Ren, who exhibits such refined charm at school and in club activities, is special. Before I knew it, the emotions evoked when I touch Ren have developed a depth and dimension that span many layers. Moreover, having already experienced the sensation of our lips pressed together as an extension of that skin-to-skin contact, I can't help but feel heated emotions rise. To cool down my racing mind, I throw a question to Ren. “Ren, do you act like this with your friends too?” “Like what?” As she asks, Ren embodies what I meant by “like this” by wrapping her arms around my back and straddling me, bringing us face to face. The contact intensifies on the bed, our bodies holding each other firmly. The sensation of her arms and legs through my short-sleeved, short-pants pajamas is smooth and cool. Yet, despite that, it feels like heat arises from where we touch. Rather than cooling my head, it only makes my entire body heat up. Even the comforting chill of air conditioning emphasizes the reality of the situation, compelling me to continue the conversation with composure. “Like… Do you get clingy with your friends like this?” Ren gazes at me with her usual impassive expression. “What if I said I do? Would you hate that?” She asks so close to me, unreservedly showcasing her beauty. If someone other than me, like someone from her club or Shimamoto-san, knew about this beauty and the comfortable feel of her skin, that would be... “I wouldn’t like that.” The words escape my lips unconsciously. Realizing what I said, I regret it and try to cover it up. But before I could say anything else, Ren immediately hugs me tightly. “That makes me happy.” She whispers in my ear. Embarrassment floods through me, and the fact that Ren finds happiness in this truth makes her look so endearing, causing my face to flush with heat. “Don’t worry. I don’t act clingy with anyone else but you, Onee-chan. I don't like getting too close to other people.” As she says this, Ren hugs me even tighter, burying her face into my neck, clinging to me with all her might. Her actions create a massive contradiction with her words. I, in an attempt to mask my earlier vulnerability, point out that contradiction. “If you don’t like it, then why are you so clingy with to me?” When I ask this, Ren's eyes widen slightly as if I’ve revealed a new truth to her. “Why? It’s nothing really... And I’m not even being clingy right now.” She replies in her usual flat tone, burying her face in my chest to hide. Each word and gesture from Ren only widens the contradictions. “That doesn’t seem possible. Earlier, you said you don't act clingy with anyone but Onee-chan. Hey, why are you so clingy with to me?” I whisper with a smile lurking in my voice. Ren shivers slightly at my words. My earlier embarrassment has vanished, leaving only Ren's cuteness enveloping the room. I secretly sigh in relief at this change. In front of Ren, I become somewhat calculating. I know I have to be a good girl, yet I can’t help but tease Ren. I think I need to hold back, but when my words or actions make Ren blush, it sends a blissful shiver through my mind, one I can’t resist. Following the pathways in my mind, Ren strings her words together. “Because… It feels good to cuddle with you, Onee-chan.” Despite her voice being muffled against my body, it remains beautifully clear. Combined with her previous words and her crimson-painted ears in my field of view, sparks fly. I feel like I'm becoming even more of a naughty girl than I feared. That feeling runs through my entire body. Before I could understand the true nature of this feeling, Ren raises her head and looks up at me. “Onee-chan, don’t you like being close to me?” Her voice remains as flat as ever. And each time she asks me with this tone, I'm always overwhelmed with love. I tightly embrace Ren and tell her, “I also love cuddling with you, Ren. It reminds me of when you were little and it feels nostalgic.” I answer gently, wrapping Ren's uncertainties with warmth. However, she murmurs slightly dissatisfied. “Is it only nostalgic?” She closes her eyes, as if presenting something that didn’t exist in the memories of our shared past. “Ren…?” “You kept me waiting earlier… So, can you do it?” Drawn in by her words, our lips meet.