Chapter 3
It was spring, the season of love.
And fittingly enough, the morning started in full bloom of pink for Oogami Hikaru.
“Good morning, Hikaru-san.”
When Hikaru opened his eyes, he found the eldest sister, Kako, before him.
“How are you feeling? Do you feel any discomfort?”
“...Good morning to you too, Kako-san,” Replied the still half-asleep Hikaru.
He may have been Odin reborn, but he was weak in the morning just like any other person.
“Don’t worry, I’m feeling fine.”
“Does your head hurt perhaps?”
“Nope, it doesn’t.”
“And your stomach?”
“Nope again.”
“If it itches anywhere, I can scratch it for you, okay? Or would you like to lie on my knees while I brush your head?”
Having a big sisterly nature, she was skilled at pampering him.
But still, she was going a bit too overboard with it. She dressed and even put socks on him by herself.
Any boy of his age would just reject her, saying, “stop with that stuff, Sis! It’s annoying already!” however Hikaru was already used to it.
And now that he was, he found it unbelievably pleasant.
After all, he could get her to do anything for him. Being spoiled by an older girl made him extremely happy. Though, one could argue that he simply became depraved and he wouldn’t be able to refute it.
“It seems you are as healthy as ever, Hikaru-san,” Kako smiled sweetly and continued, “And since you're not a morning person, I'll lie down here with you like I always do until you fully wake up. Please don’t hesitate to tell me if you need anything, okay?”
“Kay. Thanks, Kako-neesan.”
They were now in Hikaru’s room on the second floor of the Oogami house.
And it was Hikaru’s personal room, to be specific, and not something he shared with the three sisters.
First thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Kako, as mentioned already──but then you might ask, just where, exactly, was she?
“Ahh, so warm. It feels so good~”
“It’s still cold on the mornings in this season. You need to keep yourself properly warm so you don’t catch a cold.”
And the answer was - in his bed.
Naturally, this was Hikaru’s house and his own room, so he was the first one to go in the bed.
And as such, Kako snuck in after that.
“Kako-neesan. You know, I’ve had this on my mind for a while now.”
“What it is?”
“Why does the human skin feel so warm and good, I wonder?”
“Why indeed. It could be because it had a magic spell cast on it.”
Incidentally, Hikaru was one of those that stripped completely when going to bed.
It was said that the nomads of the continents survived harsh winters by wrapping themselves in nothing but sheep skin; apparently, one could stay warm that way without sweating in sleep.
Kako, too, was stark naked beside him, however, in her case the reason for that hadn’t anything to do with the nomads, but was simply a hobby.
“Hikaru-san. Let me give you a good body massage.”
“Umm… touching might be a bit…”
“You don’t need to be so reserved. We are just like a family for one, and the frictional heat from touching would keep us warm, right?”
“That’s also true, thanks.”
“Fufu, don’t mention it.”
Rather than warmed up, wouldn’t that just make him burn with heat instead?
Naturally though, no one pointed that out.
Squirm squirm. Rustle rustle.
There were some rather suspicious sounds coming from under the futon.
But let’s leave it to your imagination to decide just what exactly was going on in there.
“Oh my, Hikaru-san. You are as lively as ever.”
“Oh man. I’m so embarrassed.”
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
It was morning, and he was a healthy high school boy.
And as you already know, there was a particular physiological response they had to deal with in the mornings.
“Would you like me to touch there too?”
“No, no. That’s really a bit too much.”
“Then maybe just the tip, would that be okay?”
“Just the tip, huh... Oh I don’t know.”
“Then let me just touch the tip for now, and if you find it to your liking, I’ll keep going after that.”
“I see, so it’s like a free trial service, huh.”
“Well then──yaah!”
“Ahn~”
“Yaah! Yaah!”
“Ahn~Ahn~──Ahhh this is bad. I’m troubled, I’m troubled.”
Nude vs Nude.
It was a moment of skinship that warmed up both the heart and the body, quite appropriate for the springtime.
Oh, Hikaru-sama. Good morning.”
After playing around with Kako to his heart’s content, Hikaru headed downstairs to the living room and he saw the second sister, Ima, in the middle of preparing the breakfast.
“How are you feeling today?──Oh my, you appear a little tired, don’t you?”
“Yeah, it’s the first thing in the morning and I’m already shattered.”
He was happy for the extreme wake-up touchy-feely-ness, but it took a corresponding toll on his body.
“I smell Katsuobushi. Are you going with the Japanese theme today?”
“Yes. Tofu and nameko miso soup, coupled with rolled eggs and dried mackerel. As well as some lightly pickled chinese cabbage.”
“Wow. It’s everything I like!”
“Hikaru-sama, could you lend me a hand if you wouldn’t mind?”
“Of course.”
Hikaru’s parents tended to be absent, so he could more or less handle the cooking.
He stood next to Ima and got down to working.
“Should I strain some Katsuodashi with a draining basket?”
“Yes, if you would.”
“And I’ll just dice up the tofu, I guess.”
“Yes. Please do.”
“I’ll heat up the grill in advance too. The fish will get grilled better that way.”
“As expected of you, Hikaru-sama. You are amazing at dealing with things.”
As the two worked side by side, the food preparations proceeded in a prompt manner.
...Well, this is troubling.
On the other hand, Hikaru was troubled about something.
Ima was your typical noble girl who prioritized tidiness above all, however she was often very casual at home, especially in the mornings.
She wore a tank top and shorts which showed a lot of skin.
And she was now cutting the pickled cabbage while slightly bending forward.
In other words, her large chest was quite free right now, and he could periodically catch a glimpse of them.
Today, she was wearing black lace. Since she looked like a neat noble girl, that created quite a gap in her character.
Hikaru’s eyes were involuntarily drawn towards her chest, while she simply laughed as she tilted her head.
The bold skinship he experienced before this was quite something, but receiving glimpses like this was a justice of its own too.
After all, just about every guy loved them both.
“Hikaru-sama. Can you please grab the frying pan from the storage below?”
“Ah, sure thing.”
Hikaru crouched down and opened the storage door.
Frying pan, frying pan, just where could it be. It seems like it’s quite far inside.
He reached out inside with his hand, and naturally, his posture became so low he was almost crawling on the ground.
And then, he suddenly looked up, and was greeted by her smooth legs, lovely thighs and cute buttocks.
Black lace could be faintly seen sticking out from the gaps of her rather too short pants.
Men had what people called a conditional reflex.
That is, if they were told not to look, they would end up looking; that was simply their way of life.
And if they weren’t even told that, they would just ogle without thinking.
“Hikaru-sama? Is something the matter?”
“Nooope. It’s nothing at all. Here’s your frying pan.”
“Thank you. Did I put it in a hard to get place? I’m sorry for not realizing it.”
“No no, it’s no problem at all.”
Of course, she had meant to do so in the first place.
And to add, her preference to wear casual clothes early in the mornings wasn’t simply because of her hoby either.
Not showing too much, yet not being too conservative either.
It was a casual service through and through, a signature move of hers if you would.
Enjoying Ima’s service to his heart's content, Hikaru started the day feeling satisfied.
“Gooood Mooorning, Hikaru-oniichan!”
After he was done helping with the breakfast and was on the way towards the bathroom, the third sister, Mirai, suddenly leaped at him.
“Onii-chan, hug, gimme a hug~”
“Okay, okay. Here, you go, your morning hug.”
She wrapped both arms around his neck and dangled down.
As she was the smallest of the sisters, she was still light even when she did that with all her strength.
And to mention, she was just right out of the shower.
He felt her lustrous skin on him, and the fragrance of her shampoo softly drifting from her wet hair.
Girls who just got out of the bath were the best; this was a mysterious fact that the entire world agreed upon.
“Mirai-chan. Do you mind if I brush my teeth?”
“Nope, go right ahead!”
Hikaru took the toothbrush in hand while she still dangled from his neck like some kind of accessory.
He wouldn’t say something like “You’ll get in my way if you keep hanging onto me.” If he did, then Mirai’s eyes would well with tears, like a dog that was betrayed by its owner, and would suffer a heartache as if it was the arrival of the Ragnarok.
Hikaru put the toothpaste on the toothbrush–and quite plenty of it too–and started brushing.
Brush brush.
And quickly enough, his mouth became filled with the foam.
“Hey, hey, Hikaru-oniichan.”
“Mumble mumble~?”
“Let’s kiss, kiss. You know, the morning greeting.”
“Mumble mumble mumble~”
Mirai pleaded with him.
It was quite cruel to request a “kiss” right in the middle of brushing his teeth.
However, the power of a young child’s words was quite something; even if they said something unreasonable, people wouldn’t find it strange or unpleasant.
But as he couldn’t reply now, only thing he could do was to mumble in response.
“Eeh? You won’t do it~?”
“Mumble mumble (Wait, even if you tell me that…)”
“No! You have to kiss me right now!”
“Mumble mumble (Hey now, stop jumping like that.)”
“Kiiiiss! I wanna kiiiiss!”
“Mumble mumble (Hey stop it, if you shake my hand I can’t brush my teeth properly.)”
“Ah, I know!” Her expression suddenly brightened up.
“In that case, I’ll kiss you myself!”
Smooch!
He felt a soft sensation on his cheek.
“──Ehehe! I did it!”
“Mumble mumble (No no! that’s troubling. Very, very troubling, Mirai-chan.)”
“I’ll give you some more! Here you go, smooch, smooch!”
“Mumble mumble (No no!)”
“Ah, I’ll lick your face too while I’m at it!”
“Mumble mumble (No wait! What do you mean, while you are at it!)”
“Lick lick (I’ll just quietly lick your cheeks.)”
“Mumble mumble (I said no, Mirai-chan. ...Ah, actually this doesn’t feel so bad after all.)”
Mumble mumble, Lick lick.
They continued talking with just onomatopoeia.
...Did you get confused about what’s what?
Even so, please do understand that this is just a normal day in the Oogami household.
The world of Norse Mythology was something to be feared, after all, for it to make such an absurd scene happen. Eh? That’s not the point either, you say?
“Mumble mumble (No no! Stop it, Mirai-chan. We should stop, after all. We can’t do something like this.)”
“Then I’ll nibble on your earlobes next! ...Nibble!”
“Mumble mumble (Hyahn~! Stop it Mirai-chan, that’s my weakness!)”
“Next, I’ll blow into your ear...! ...Fuuu~!”
“Mumble mumble (No no! I’m even weaker there, so stop! Wait wait, stop! that’s really a… ahhn~)”
...The youngest Mirai was skilled at getting others to spoil her.
It was next to impossible to turn down any of her requests.
And thus, Hikaru kept on receiving her spoiling attacks one after another while he brushed his teeth.
“Heya. Morning, Hikaru.”
After he was done with the morning preparations and left the entry hall to depart for the school, his next-door childhood friend was also just about to leave her house.
“Morning, Sakura. The weather sure is nice today, isn’t it.”
“Uhh, no. It’s quite cloudy now, you know?”
“Is that so? Well, yeah, there might be some truth in that.”
The two proceeded to walk together, however Hikaru walked with shaky steps, as if he was walking atop the clouds or something; he looked as if he was in a dreamy state of mind.
“Hikaru.”
Sakura said with reproachful eyes.
“You didn’t spend all morning doing lewd things, did you?”
“I didn’t.”
Hikaru firmly shook his head.
After all, the lewds things had been done to him all morning. He was definitely not the one initiating them. As such, he shook his head. After all, it wasn’t good to lie.
“Really now?”
“Really, really. I can bet my life on it.”
“I wish you didn’t bet your life so carelessly. Even in the mythological world, there are many cases where that lead to blunders.”
“Okay, thanks for the warning.”
“...Well, whatever. We are being late so let’s move on already.”
“Okaay~”
Thus, Hikaru, urged by his childhood friend, proceeded to chase after her.
And that was all for the scene of the all too ordinary morning from Oogami Hikaru’s life.