I Confessed to the Three Beautiful Sisters at School and Got Rejected, but After I Became their Stepsister, They Started Doting On Me (GL) - Chapter 30

Akari-chan is someone I can’t help but find intriguing.

As I was preparing dinner, she wandered into the kitchen, almost as if she were drifting on a breeze.

It was clear she had something on her mind.

“Is something the matter?”

“Ah, um… I was thinking of studying until dinner, but…”

Her cheeks flushed as she fidgeted awkwardly.

She didn’t finish the sentence, but her expression told me all I needed to know.

“Oh dear, are you feeling hungry?”

“Eheh… I’m a little embarrassed to admit it, but yes.”

Akari-chan hasn’t been living with us for very long.

She probably doesn’t know where everything is yet, so she must’ve been unsure how or where to sneak a quick bite.

How adorable.

“Hmm, what a dilemma. Dinner’s going to take a bit longer to finish…”

“Um… do we have anything to snack on? Like, maybe some chips or something?”

“Ah, that’s something Chiya-chan is very strict about. She always says, ‘It’s bad for your health and terrible for your skin.’ So we’ve just stopped buying them altogether.”

“Ugh… Classic Chiya-san. Her standards are Everest-tier…”

Akari-chan muttered something cryptic and stared off into the distance.

She must really be hungry.

“Is it really that hard to wait? It’ll only be about thirty more minutes.”

“…Waiting.”

She repeated the word like it was some sort of foreign concept.

Was she really that hungry?

I glanced down at my hands, still in the middle of preparing the meal.

“Well then, would you mind coming over here for a moment?”

“Ah, yes!”

We’d been chatting across the kitchen counter, so I waved her over.

She shuffled toward me with hesitant, tiny steps—just like she always does.

“Here you go.”

I picked up a finished slice of tamagoyaki with my chopsticks and held it out to her.

“…Um.”

“Yes? Is something wrong?”

“Is this… an ‘ahh~’ kind of thing?”

She smiled shyly, clearly flustered.

I hadn’t intended it that way, but it seemed she’d remembered lunch earlier today.

Maybe she thought I was the type of weird sister who likes spoon-feeding people…

“If you don’t want it, that’s fine. You can just wait until dinner.”

“Isn’t there an option where I eat it myself…?”

“You plan to dirty another pair of chopsticks?”

“W-Well, they’re just chopsticks…”

“Well then. Since it’s Karin-chan’s turn to do the dishes today, I suppose I could overlook it—”

“F-Fine! I’ll eat it! Please feed me!”

A tiny bit of teasing, and she gave in almost instantly.

“Very well. Here you go.”

“O-Okay…”

“…Akari-chan?”

“Yes?”

“You’ll need to open your mouth, or I can’t exactly feed you.”

She was still standing a little too far away, only parting her lips ever so slightly without leaning in.

“I-It just feels really awkward… Isn’t it embarrassing to open your mouth like this while someone’s watching?”

“…Hmm.”

Now that she said that—it made me want to see it even more. That’s just human nature, isn’t it?

“Then perhaps we should stop here?”

I deliberately lowered my hand and moved the tamagoyaki back toward the plate.

“Ahh—! I-I’m sorry! I do want it! Please feed me!”

“Ufufu. I see.”

Watching her give in to a simple, natural urge like hunger made my heart start racing.

It kind of made me feel like I was doing something a little naughty.

“Okay, say ‘ahh~’.”

“…Ahh~.”

Akari-chan opened her small mouth.

The tip of her tongue was a soft pink. I gently placed the yellow tamagoyaki on it.

“Mmm…”

As she began chewing, her eyes wandered restlessly, clearly still embarrassed.

“How is it?”

I waited until she swallowed—her throat giving a small, audible gulp—before I asked.

“It’s really delicious.”

Ehehe…

Her smile bloomed as she spoke, and seeing that expression made my heart swell with warmth, too.

“Would you like another?”

I couldn’t help but offer. Seeing her enjoy it made me want to give her more.

“C-Can I really…?”

“Surely one slice isn’t enough to satisfy your hunger.”

“B-But… if I eat too much, won’t there be less for everyone else? Is that really okay?”

That’s a fair point.

Back then, I used to try so hard to keep everything perfectly equal between the three of us sisters.
Not just in quantity, but in little things—like who got to eat first.

I might’ve even asked her to wait, out of principle.

But now I see that kind of behavior may have been what created distance between us.

No opinion of my own. Just blind fairness.

It may have looked neat and tidy, with no waste or friction—but in doing so, I erased myself.

And without individuality, how could we ever build true relationships?

You’re the one who taught me that… aren’t you?

“It’s alright. This will just be our little secret.”

“I-I feel kinda guilty…”

Even so, she still couldn’t resist her desire to eat.

Akari-chan opened her mouth to accept the next piece of tamagoyaki I offered.

Her mouth was open wider this time—the hesitation from before slowly fading.

Her gentle chewing… was so endearing.

“But Hiyori-san, aren’t you busy with exams right now? Is it really okay to spend so much time cooking?”

“Oh, I’m used to it. It’s always been this way.”

Unlike Chiya-chan, I’ve never been one to obsess over grades.

Even now, I don’t see much value in standing above others.

“If it ever gets to be too much, just say the word. I’ll gladly take over.”

“Ufufu… thank you. But if I did that, wouldn’t your grades start suffering instead?”

“W-Well… you’re not wrong…”

And besides, cooking like this gives me moments like this—chances to deepen our connection.

That’s not something I’d be willing to give up easily.

“Oh, the soup’s almost ready. Would you like some?”

“Ugh… yes, please…”

Because this feeling… it’s something I’ve never experienced before.

The desire to surpass someone.

The wish to be someone special.

You’re the one who made me feel that way.