"Fei-yu, little brother, can you tell if there's anything different about your sister today?"
Kurumi Tsuma noticed Ho Fei-yu sitting down. She opened an app on her phone before tossing it aside, then naturally lifted her legs and rested them on Ho Fei-yu's lap. Her delicate, beautiful face held a bright smile as she questioned him.
"Different? I feel like Sister Kurumi is even more beautiful today. No, you're beautiful every day." Ho Fei-yu maintained his composure, giving an evasive answer.
"Do you have anything to say about your sister going to university tomorrow, little brother? If you're sad, missing me, and want to cry, I'll allow you to cry loudly in my arms and throw a fit."
Not getting the answer she wanted, Kurumi Tsuma didn't get angry. She changed the subject and continued asking, at the same time extending a long, fair hand to caress Ho Fei-yu's cheek.
"Time flies so fast. Sister Kurumi, when you get to university, don't just stay cooped up every day like you do at home. Go out and make some good friends. Otherwise, if you become a useless hermit, your little brother will have to support you."
Feeling the smooth palm on his face, Ho Fei-yu teased her with a smile.
"Hmph! Little brother doesn't want to support his sister in the future! In that case, I'll just have to find a boyfriend at university and let him support me. Is that okay, Otōto?"
Hearing this, the smile vanished from Kurumi Tsuma's face. She glared at Ho Fei-yu and said angrily.
"Heh heh, that won't do. Sister Kurumi can only be mine alone."
Ho Fei-yu retorted forcefully, and even roughly grabbed Kurumi Tsuma's slender waist, pulling her delicate body tightly against his.
"Such a possessive little brother, but my sister doesn't dislike it at all~"
Feeling Ho Fei-yu's rough strength, Kurumi Tsuma felt no annoyance. She leaned her head against Ho Fei-yu's chest.
'Wait, what am I doing! Every moment right now is precious. I can't waste it like this.'
After they snuggled for a while, Kurumi Tsuma, who had been closing her eyes, suddenly opened them as if she had just remembered something.
"Is little brother in such a hurry?"
Just as Kurumi Tsuma was pondering how to initiate the intimacy, she suddenly felt something pressing against her thigh. It was only a brief moment, but she immediately understood what it was. So, she spoke suggestively, her thigh restlessly rubbing against the protruding hardness.
"Yes!"
Ho Fei-yu had no way to argue. He had been ignited by Mitsuko Tsuma earlier, and now Kurumi Tsuma's bold attire—the black sheer dress revealing her graceful figure, the forbidden area showing a hazy beauty, more enticing than being naked—no normal man could endure it. So, Ho Fei-yu simply admitted it, looking at Kurumi Tsuma with burning eyes.
"Hmph, in that case, then~ Wait a moment, let me put on some hosiery first~"
Seeing Ho Fei-yu's eager look, Kurumi Tsuma inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. As Ho Fei-yu leaned in to kiss her, she quickly moved away from him, and with a captivating smile, she spoke to his bewildered gaze.
In just a few movements, Kurumi Tsuma returned from the bedroom. Unlike before, this time she had put on black tights on her legs. The rest of her outfit remained unchanged.
Gazing at the scene, even more seductive than before, Ho Fei-yu felt the ocean of lust about to swallow the lake of his reason.
"Well, little brother, am I beautiful?"
Kurumi Tsuma stood in front of Ho Fei-yu, deliberately showcasing her figure, revealing some bold areas without reservation.
"Beautiful."
Ho Fei-yu swallowed the saliva that suddenly welled up in his mouth, nodding involuntarily.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Ho Fei-yu's words broadened Kurumi Tsuma's smile. She picked up her phone from the sofa and placed it on the dining table, aiming its camera at the sofa, the impending battleground. After setting everything up, she impatiently sat down on Ho Fei-yu's lap, facing him.
"Sister Kurumi, what are you doing?"
Although Ho Fei-yu was currently in a frenzy, he hadn't lost all reason. He saw Kurumi Tsuma's movements and asked with confusion.
"I won't be back from university except during holidays. I'll miss my little brother then, so~" Kurumi Tsuma didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.
"Don't worry, I'll be the only one watching it, no one else will know. Could little brother really bear to leave his sister lonely and cold far away?"
Seeing Ho Fei-yu still hesitating, Kurumi Tsuma wrapped her arms around his neck, lowered her head, and kissed him coaxingly on the corner of his mouth, pleading sadly while giving her earnest promise.
"Just make sure it doesn't leak out."
Looking at Kurumi Tsuma's pitiful expression, Ho Fei-yu's heart softened, and he agreed, but still cautioned her.
"Mhm, absolutely!" Kurumi Tsuma quickly nodded obediently when Ho Fei-yu agreed.
"Alright, then I want some black coffee."
Since Sister Kurumi wanted to record it, Ho Fei-yu was ready to unleash all his skills.
"Fine, if little brother wants to drink it, I'll give it to you."
Kurumi Tsuma's tone was doting. She already knew Ho Fei-yu's preference; why else would she have changed into black hosiery?
Ho Fei-yu stood up, placed Kurumi Tsuma on the sofa, then found a rug large enough for him to lie down on. After laying it out, he immediately reclined on it.
"No touching. It's sister's turn this time."
Kurumi Tsuma leaned slightly against the sofa, lowering her head with a look of charm. She slowly extended her fair, delicate foot towards Ho Fei-yu's face, pausing just an inch from his nose. Seeing Ho Fei-yu about to reach out and grab her foot, Kurumi Tsuma directly stepped on his face, twisting her foot as she spoke.
"Mmm... Mmm... Uhn..."
A strange sensation arose from the bottom of Ho Fei-yu's heart. He didn't move the foot that was moving wildly on his face, but allowed it to freely abuse him. Since his mouth was blocked by her heel, he could only make muffled, unclear noises.
"Little brother, drink slowly, taste it carefully. Soon, sister won't be able to offer you sips often."
Seeing Ho Fei-yu enjoying himself, Kurumi Tsuma's face bloomed with a flower-like smile. She lifted her foot again and crossed it over her other leg. Brewing a cup of black coffee required at least half an hour. That's how much Ho Fei-yu liked it... If she did it herself without support, she wouldn't be able to last, so she could only offer it one cup at a time.
Ho Fei-yu looked at the black, beautiful foot so close, his mouth instinctively wanting to move. However, tasting it too directly was a sign of a low-class gourmet. As a high-end food connoisseur, he naturally had to savor it first.
He tilted his head back, his nose touching her arch, gently rubbing it. Instantly, a fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
The rich fragrance lingered in his nose, refusing to dissipate. Besides Kurumi Tsuma's natural body scent, it was intertwined with the ancient aroma of the hosiery kept in the cabinet. The two complemented each other, becoming even more intoxicating than ordinary scents.
After savoring it for about a minute, Ho Fei-yu felt satisfied. He placed his head back on the rug. Since Kurumi Tsuma requested to do it herself, Ho Fei-yu let her take the lead.
Under her scorching gaze, Ho Fei-yu extended his tongue, looking very much like a dog panting to cool down.
Kurumi Tsuma slowly began to slide her beautiful foot in front of Ho Fei-yu. The ticklish sensation soon came from the arch. With every slide, she could clearly feel the warm moisture through the hosiery.
Time passed minute by minute. The originally dry hosiery was now increasingly sticky, almost completely adhering to Kurumi Tsuma's sole, appearing thick and heavy.