I Received an NTR V*deo - Episode 9

“Is this the girl from the aquarium?”
“No, no! This one’s actually my little sister.”
“As if that lie’s gonna work!!”
Megumi kicked out, despite wearing a long skirt.
Her foot smacked my left leg—painful enough to notice.
“Calm down. I’m telling the truth—she really is my little sister.”
“You don’t look anything alike, and I’ve never heard you mention a sister! If you’re gonna lie, at least make it convincing!”
Furious, Megumi started slapping me over and over.
I raised my left arm to block, but she mixed in a few kicks for good measure. Meanwhile, my sister clung to my right side, limiting my movement.
“Hey, your brother’s in trouble. Mind letting go?”
“Huh? It’s not like he’s in any real danger. Want me to beat her up for you?”
“This isn’t some battle manga. That line only works in fiction.”
“Says the guy getting wailed on! You’re one to talk!”
Megumi grew even more irritated at our banter. Her slaps turned into punches.
Yeah, I wasn’t letting this one hit me.
She raised her fist high—so I caught it midair with my left hand.
“Listen. She’s really my sister. Come on, Sayuri, say something.”
“She’s your girlfriend?” Sayuri asked flatly.
Sayuri gave me a sharp look, then turned her eyes to Megumi.
After a long, uncomfortable pause, she looked back at me.
“…Really?”
“It’s true. Please clear this up.”
“…Hi. I’m Sayuri. I’m his little sister.”
“…You’re joking, right?”
“I’m not. He’s my brother.”
Megumi stared at her skeptically.
Honestly, I could understand the doubt. Even I hadn’t fully accepted it yet.
“We don’t look alike, but it’s the truth. I’d never cheat on you.”
“But you did go to the aquarium.”
“And I told you about that. But Sayuri isn’t someone I’d need to report to you—because she’s my sister.”
“…………”
Finally, Megumi calmed down and bowed slightly.
“…Sorry. I misunderstood.”
“It’s okay. I’m not hurt or anything.”
“Maybe you are Megumi’s boyfriend, then?”
“Uh… yeah, I am.”
A voice chimed in—Megumi’s friend.
She had long, permed black hair and a flashy outfit. Hard to tell if she was a was a gal or just stylish.
I hadn’t seen her before. Maybe she went to our school?
“I go to the same school,” she said casually. “Nice to meet you.”
“Yujiro Enjo. Likewise.”
So, she does go to our school…
She introduced herself as Emiri Shoji, and kept chatting casually.
“If you’re dating a girl this cute, of course people will assume you’re cheating. So go easy on her, alright?”
“I’m not upset or anything.”
“Okay, then let’s drop it. We were about to go eat shabu-shabu.”
Sayuri, blissfully unaware of the mood, blurted it out.
Both Megumi and Emiri Shoji blinked in surprise, then flinched a little.
“Since you’re here with Yujiro, why not join us?”
“I’m fine with it. What about you, Sayuri?”
“Just the two of us is enough.”
“You eat dinner alone with your big brother? Sounds like someone’s a bit of a brocon.”
Emiri said it teasingly, but Sayuri responded like it was no big deal.
“Of course, I am. Been a brocon since I was born. Got a problem?”
“…Wait, you’re just owning it?!”
“I like you, Yujiro-nii. So, I don’t want to eat with someone like her.”
“…Seems like that’s how she feels. What about you, Megumi?”
“…I do want to eat with Yujiro…”
Megumi looked a little awkward under Sayuri’s glare.
I needed to fix this somehow.
“Sayuri, I’ll treat you to shabu-shabu. Come on, let’s all go.”
“If she was your girlfriend, I’d tolerate it, but her attitude sucks. And she was supposed to pay for everything anyway.”
“Sayuri, you have a bad attitude too. Maybe try being a little nicer?”
“You’re not exactly a cheerful guy either, Yujiro”
Ugh.
No comeback for that.
All my goodwill just backfired. My words had no weight anymore.
I didn’t want to do this, but… desperate times.
I turned away from Megumi and whispered in Sayuri’s ear.
“I’ll treat you to another eat-all-you-can meal next month. Please, just let me have dinner with them.”
“…Deal.”
Why do I have to worry about both my girlfriend and my sister?
I sighed and turned back to Megumi.
“Let’s go eat.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. My sister agreed.”
…Tempted by free food, obviously.
Once that was settled, we headed out. Megumi and Emiri were chatting and laughing.
I walked beside Sayuri, watching them from behind.
“Yujiro-nii.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you sure you’re dating her?”
“I am. Do I look like I’m joking?”
Sayuri stared at me seriously.
“I don’t like her.”
“Why not?”
“She acts all sweet, but she gets violent when she’s angry. And she doesn’t listen.”
“Isn’t that just how girls are?”
I honestly didn’t know much about women, but that seemed within the norm.
Still, generalizing felt wrong.
It would be disrespectful to assume all girls were like that.
“And her friend… if that’s the kind of person she hangs out with, what does that say about her? Birds of the same feather, right?”
“That’s a bit harsh. Shoji doesn’t seem like a bad person.”
“Date whoever you want, Yujiro-nii. But just think it through. It’s still early. You’re still figuring her out.”
Sayuri’s words hit me.
Emiri really didn’t seem all that serious. And like Sayuri said—birds of same feather.
If Megumi hangs out with her… what does that say?
“Alright. I’ll wait and see how things go.”
“Good. And if you break up soon, all the better.”
“I already suggested that!”
“Maybe you should’ve followed through.”
Sayuri’s instincts were usually spot-on.
She’d predicted rain, accidents, and even that one time when my ex turned out to be a thief.
Maybe I should listen to her… even just a little.
While talking, we reached the shabu-shabu place.
Several course options—cheapest one was pork-only, but still pretty good.
The four of us sat around a small table, ready to dig in.
It was self-serve for vegetables. Sayuri and I grabbed ours and brought back water.
There was a drink-all-you-can plan, but we didn’t order it.
So, imagine our surprise when Emiri came back with a drink.
“Hey… you didn’t order the drink plan.”
“It’s fine. I’ve never been caught doing this.”
“…Seriously?”
“Then I guess I’ll grab one too.”
“Megumi—!”
Sayuri and I stared in disbelief.
But Megumi dashed off with a “great idea” grin on her face.
I pressed my hand to my forehead and sighed deeply.
“Maybe you should rethink this relationship?”
“…I’m already rethinking it. I expected her to be a bit more… normal.”
I felt a pang of disappointment as I watched Megumi pour a drink.
I didn’t think she was the type to do this kind of thing.
They say you become like the people you hang around.
Could Emiri be a bad influence?
Seeing Megumi laugh and sip her stolen drink made me feel… hollow.
She didn’t notice.
And neither did I—
The real person who was shaping her behind the scenes.
What was she doing, away from all of this?