My Stepmom's Daughter Is My Ex: Volume 9 [Parts 1 to 7] by Kyosuke Kamishiro

Author:Kyosuke Kamishiro
Language: eng
Format: epub

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It was night by the time I got home. I walked into the living room and saw Yume, still in her school uniform, under the kotatsu.

“Welcome home.”

“Thanks...”

She greeted me normally, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what her words yesterday meant. Yume had said that she wouldn’t say “it.” Thinking back to that time during the fireworks at the deserted shrine, it became painfully obvious what she was getting at and how long she’d been feeling this way. But now, she was just nonchalantly loafing in the kotatsu. I had absolutely no idea what was going through her head.

“You haven’t changed out of your uniform yet?” I asked, trying to fish for information.

“My room’s too cold, so I thought I’d stay here while it warmed up, but...before I knew it, I couldn’t bring myself to leave,” Yume said as she grabbed a tangerine.

“Those aren’t the words of an honor student.”

“There are days where even I can’t be bothered to change, you know?” I couldn’t help but remember the picture Isana had shown me of the girl in her underwear. “Join me?” she asked, lifting up the blanket.

Yume wasn’t wearing tights or anything, so I caught a glimpse of her porcelain thighs. I looked around and saw that she’d messily thrown her tights behind her on the couch.

“I’ll pass...” Despite usually being so well put together, she was eerily defenseless today. “I don’t need to wait for my room to get warm since I don’t need to change.”

“True. You don’t have any concept of outdoors versus indoor clothes.”

“Why should I take time to pick out an outfit just to go to Isana’s house? At her worst, she doesn’t wear anything but a shirt, you know?”

“I do that too sometimes when I’m in my room.”

No way... She dresses like Isana?

Yume giggled teasingly. “Wanna see sometime?”

“Yeah, and get you pissed at me? No thanks.”

I’d tried to make a comeback, but Yume continued to smile. “I wouldn’t. Not if it’s you.”

This is a trap. I don’t know how, but it has to be.

“Don’t fall asleep in there like last time,” I said before choosing to strategically retreat.

I left the living room, went up the stairs, and headed to my room. Seriously, what’s going on with her? Is she not scared? She hasn’t stepped on the brakes. Did she lose her self-awareness? Was this what she meant when she said, “I won’t do that for you”?

No, I need to calm down. This is no different than usual. This exact situation has played out so many times over the past eight months, and every time it just ends up being as simple as her her toying with me. I know better than anyone how ill-equipped in both technique and courage she is to seduce me. But...why is my heart beating so hard?

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