Surviving a Harsh Fantasy with Cheat Items

Oniichan, please wash my chest more.

You dont have enough to wash.

Mou! I already have it! Try touching it.

Yeah, barely.

Shes only a little girl but if I had a little sister, this might have been how I felt.

With that kind of ease, I teased her but now, my goal is to please Sherry.

Do you like big breasts like Sharon-oneesama, master?

No, that really doesnt matter. I like it even if its small.

I hold her small breasts in my hand and hurriedly follow up with Sherry, who seems a little depressed.

After all, Sharon is an older sister to Sherry. Its quite moe to see a little sister who is depressed because she is compared to her older sister.

However, its not the time to be thinking about moe.

In fact, my wife Silhouette is no different from Sherry in terms of cup size. Therefore, small chest doesnt mean its not good.

Really? Youll still like it even if its small?

Of course, the size of chest doesnt determine the value of a woman.

I got up and took hot water from the bathtub and rinsed the bubbles off Sherrys body then rinsed myself off.

Then, I dont mind being small!

Youve got back on your feet pretty fast.

Confidence is an important thing.

Well, in Sherrys case, shes still a child so unlike Silhouette, shes expected to grow. Theres no need to be discouraged.

When I got into the bathtub, Sherry naturally sat on my lap.

I put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed it. I dont reject Sherrys strong desire for skinship, but only her.

These slave girls all came from unfortunate backgrounds. Most of them have been separated from their families.

I think they are a little too spoiled for their age but I think Sherry deserves special treatment and pampering.

Sherry is treated like a child prodigy and has to let off steam somewhere because she is usually so uptight with adults.

The only people who can spoil her as a child she is are Sharon and me.

Can I ask you to give me more cuddles?

Ah, sure, come here little sister.

Sherry stood in the bathtub and turned to me so I gave her a hug.

She was still small so its not a burden even if she leans on me. I hugged her slender back.

Little sister, thats all of us, arent we?

I think of all my slaves as family but youre my only little sister.

I whispered in her ear because I remembered that Im supposed to be pleasing her.

It is only my shallow idea that girls will be pleased if theres something about her that is unique for me.

Im so happy. I love you, oniichan.

Yeah yeah

Sherrys little arms were full of strength as she clings to me.

Apparently, I was right. Well, Im happy to be called oniichan and its nice to have at least one little sister in this world.

By the way, both Sherry and I are only child.

Maybe because we never had any siblings that we long for them.

Fuwaaa, oniichan, I like being touched on my neck.

Is that so? Do you mind if I do?

Sherrys silver hair reminds me of an American shorthair I used to have.

When I touch her neck, she rumbles and throbs with delight so I end up doing what I used to do, remembering my old habits. Of course, I wont say that Im treating her like a cat.

No, I dont. I feel good since oniichan is touching my precious place. Ah, but it isnt allowed for a brother and sister to feel this good together, right?

And where did you even learn that?

Sherry started saying some strange things that are mixed with some kind of modern erotic knowledge. I already have an idea who she learned it from.

Sister-sama told me that a forbidden love between a brother and a sister must burn.

As expected. Dont listen to that pervert sister.

Yeah, were not really brother and sister so its okay to love each other.

I dont think thats the issue but, well, there are contraindications.

This is also the kind of cuteness that can be achieved because Sherrys still a kid.

When she grows a little older, Sherry will really become a woman and I will need to gradually move away from her.

She has Sharon so she wont run out of places where she can be spoiled.

I feel like Im going to miss my little sister wholl grow apart from her big brother. While I was thinking about that, Sherrys hand on my back exerted more force.