Chapter 4

 

 

 

TL: Chaos

 

PR: Mateo

 

 

 

 

 

When I came home from college, I took a deep breath and opened the front door.

 

 

 

The entrance was littered with shoes. It seemed that my sister’s yankee friends were at my house again.

 

 

 

Today as well, I made sure that their shoes were arranged before going upstairs.

 

 

 

There’s nothing wrong with my sister’s friends coming to the house. I’m more than happy that she has friends, so I don’t want to kick them out of the house just for leaving their shoes littered around or making a bit of noise. Really, I don’t give a damn most of the time but…

 

 

 

I finished washing my hands in the bathroom and stood in front of the door of my room.

 

 

 

Once more, I took a deep breath.

 

 

 

After making sure that fresh oxygen was circulated to every cell in my body, I resolutely opened the door.

 

 

 

—*door opening noise*

 

 

 

“Ah, Aniki, welcome back.”

 

 

 

When I opened the door, Mana was the first to speak, raising her hand lightly.

 

 

 

Then, both Runa-chan and Arisa-chan also said, “Welcome back.”

 

 

 

…Erika-chan who was reading a manga, stopped to glance at me a bit, and then continued reading her manga without saying anything.

 

 

 

“I’m back…”

 

 

 

Whenever I hear someone say “Welcome back” to me, I have to reply back with “I’m back”. It was a courtesy to the person who welcomed me, and it came out of my mouth by reflex before I could even think about it…It made me swallow the actual words that I should have said when I opened the door.

 

 

 

“And then—”

 

 

 

Mana and the others resumed chatting without a care in the world.

 

 

 

It was a natural flow, and the atmosphere was about to return to what it was before I opened the door.

 

 

 

But then I came back to my senses.

 

 

 

“No, why are you guys just nonchalantly relaxing in my room!?”

 

 

 

I was actually going to say this the moment I opened the door. However, when they said, “Welcome back,” I absentmindedly lost my train of thought for a moment.

 

 

 

Then Mana clicked her tongue.

 

 

 

“Tsk. I thought that if I said “welcome home,” he would accept it without hesitation, but it only lasted a few seconds.”

 

 

 

So, a premeditated crime. As expected of my little sister. She knows me well… Wait, this isn’t the situation to be getting impressed.

 

 

 

I’m going to complain to Mana.

 

 

 

“It’s obvious!! No, I did forget for a moment, but this is my room! I’m the only one who’s supposed to be here!”

 

 

 

The yankee girls that I’d desperately tried to get rid of yesterday had easily returned. There was no way I’m going to let this pass.

 

 

 

While I was sulking, Mana shrugged her shoulders.

 

 

 

“Isn’t it a rare experience to have four JKs say ‘welcome back’ to you? Why don’t you be more grateful for that? Four of them, you know? Four! Not one or two, but to have four JKs surround you and say ‘welcome back’ is a service that you can’t get unless you go to a pseudo-JK cafe in a certain Electric Town.” [TLN: Electric Town is Akihabara.]

 

 

 

“Don’t just force that sort of service on me as you please! And if I may point out a small detail, I’m not surrounded, and Erika-chan didn’t say welcome back, so it was only three people.”

 

 

 

“Haa? Erika, say it properly will you. Aniki, were you upset that you didn’t get a ‘welcome back’ from Erika?”

 

 

 

Mana warned Erika.

 

 

 

Erika-chan looked up from her manga, looked at me and tilted her head curiously.

 

 

 

“Did you really want me to say ‘welcome back’ that badly?”

 

 

 

“No, I didn’t say that though.”

 

 

 

“Then it’s fine, isn’t it? Whether I say ‘welcome back’ or not, it doesn’t really make a difference, does it?”

 

 

 

How easily said.

 

 

 

It may be true, but…her way of putting it felt a bit uneasy.

 

 

 

As if she had noticed the strange mood between us, Mana said in a deliberately cheerful tone.

 

 

 

“Well, well! For now, Aniki’s free to go and do your own thing, and don’t worry about us!”

 

 

 

What’s with that inexcusable remark?

 

 

 

“This is my room, why does Mana need to tell me that I’m free to do whatever I want?”

 

 

 

Usually, it’s the other way around. I should be the one saying that… I’m not going to say it though.

 

 

 

“Are you planning to kick us out again? Tsukacchi, you’re too narrow-minded. That’s why you can’t get a girlfriend.”

 

 

 

Runa-chan sighed exaggeratedly.

 

 

 

“As—I—said! Isn’t it fine if you go and play in Mana’s room?”

 

 

 

“Tsukacchi, have you not seen Mana’s room? We can’t stay in that place.”

 

 

 

For her friends to brand her room as ‘That place’, has Mana’s room become that much of a messy place? She used to have a scrupulous personality, but now she has become a person with a messy room… Was this another effect of her class change to yankee?

 

 

 

As I stared at Mana anxiously, Arisa-chan pointed towards Mana’s room and said.

 

 

 

“It’s crammed with so many cute stuffed animals that there’s no place to put your feet. And if I drop some juice or snacks on them, she gets really mad that the stuffed animals get dirty. It’s fluffy and cute, but you can’t relax at all.”

 

 

 

“What the heck. Why don’t you just gather the stuffed animals at the edge and make space for them?”

 

 

 

If it’s not a messy room, then isn’t it fine?

 

 

 

I thought so, but for some reason, everyone looked at me vacantly.

 

 

 

What was going on? Is it possible that the room is overflowing so much with stuffed animals that there is no room to even make space?

 

 

 

“A-anyway! We want to make noise in this room! That’s what we’ve always done! You can’t ask us to move now!”

 

 

 

Mana said in desperation.

 

 

 

“I used to be absent when you did, but now things have changed. Now that I’m coming home early, you’ll have to figure out another way.”

 

 

 

“Damn it… you’re stingy!”

 

 

 

“I’m not stingy! Mana is also stingy for not cleaning up her own room!”

 

 

 

Finally, a fight broke out between the siblings.

 

 

 

When Mana and I were arguing for a while, Erika-chan stepped in to calm us down.

 

 

 

“Alright alright, calm down. This isn’t a problem we can just solve by talking about it, can we?”

 

 

 

“No, let’s talk about it and work it out…”

 

 

 

You’ve already given up on the idea that you can’t do anything about it… You have no intention of solving the problem through discussion.

 

 

 

“What’s the best way?”

 

 

 

Mana asked Erika-chan. Then Erika-chan replied.

 

 

 

“Let me see…how about the winner of a game gets to stay in this room?”

 

 

 

“No, why? Why should I, the owner of the room, be kicked out depending on who wins a game? At least let me share the room with you if you win.”

 

 

 

“Ah, that’s fine. Let’s do that. Onii-san.”

 

 

 

Erika-chan broadly grinned at me. I feel like I’ve been set up…

 

 

 

“Ah—fine I get it. That’s fine and all, but what kind of game are we going to play? Do you want to play a junior high school level math speed solving game?”

 

 

 

“Ha?? That’s too brutish though??”

 

 

 

My game idea was immediately rejected by Mana.

 

 

 

‘Fufufu,’ Then Erika-chan started laughing.

 

 

 

“I’ll suggest the best game ever. The name is, Bust Size Guessing Game!”

 

 

 

“Come again?”

 

 

 

I had a bad premonition, and my face stiffened up.

 

 

 

“I’m going to ask you to guess the bust sizes of the four of us using the alphabets. If you can guess everyone’s size, game clear. This room will officially be yours.”

 

 

 

“No, that’s too brutish.”

 

 

 

What are you asking from me who has no experience with women? There was no way I could guess their bust sizes while they were still wearing their uniforms. No, I wouldn’t understand even if they showed me their actual bodies.

 

 

 

“Fine! But isn’t it too hard with no hints? Aniki is a virgin after all.”

 

 

 

Mana started getting carried away.

 

 

 

“Well, as a hint, I’ll allow you to touch me! You can touch me as much as you want and measure my bust size!”

 

 

 

Erika-chan gave me permission with a smug look on her face. She looks like she’s ready to kill me socially.

 

 

 

I let out a big sigh and scratched my head.

 

 

 

“There’s no way I can touch you… Are you sure about this game? Runa-chan and Arisa-chan, are you really okay with me guessing that?”

 

 

 

When I asked for confirmation, Runa-chan smiled boldly and said, “If you can guess it, guess it,” and Arisa grinningly said, “Don’t worry. If you guessed right, I’ll honestly say you guessed right.”

 

 

 

Apparently, the only way to get rid of these yankee girls was to win this game.

 

 

 

——I heard that most Japanese women’s bust sizes are B, C, and D cups. And there’s one thing I can’t forget. Hoshino told me that bust size is the difference between the top and underbelly of the chest. In other words, if the underbelly is thin, the bust size looks smaller than what we boys imagine. The four of them are slim, so their underbellies are probably thin. So the actual size of their breasts must be bigger than what I expected at a glance.

 

 

 

Since I couldn’t touch them, I had no choice but to simply deduce.

 

 

 

However, there was no need to guess for all of them.

 

 

 

“—Mana is a C cup.”

 

 

 

“Haa!? Why do you know that, Aniki you idiot!”

 

 

 

When I said this, Mana’s face turned bright red. It seems that I was correct.

 

 

 

“Don’t tell me… you check my laundry…”

 

 

 

“No, I don’t. The other day, Mom went to buy some new ones, and when we got home, you and Mom were talking about the size in your big, stupid voice! You said it was bigger than before.”

 

 

 

“Don’t listen to me!! At least pretend that you didn’t hear me!!”

 

 

 

“That’s why I pretended I didn’t hear it until now!”

 

 

 

Don’t forget that the one who made me break my silence was none other than yourself.

 

 

 

“Mana is a C cup… Damn, even though I thought we were comrades…!”

 

 

 

Runa-chan held her head in frustration. Judging from this reaction, I’d say…

 

 

 

“Then, Runa-chan is a B cup.”

 

 

 

“Noooooo! I don’t wanna be the smallest among my friendsssss!”

 

 

 

Runa-chan collapsed in tears on the floor.

 

 

 

If you had such an inferiority  complex, why did you allow us to play this game? It’s a serious question.

 

 

 

“Then, what about me?”

 

 

 

Arisa stood in front of me with a calm expression.

 

 

 

Her chest looks bigger than Mana’s, but I don’t know how big the difference is. It could be the same as Mana’s, so maybe a C or larger.

 

 

 

No, she must be confident about her size, judging by her composure. In other words, she must be a D or better than Mana…

 

 

 

“Do you want to touch them?”

 

 

 

Arisa lifted her own breast. Just from that motion alone, I could see that they were a decent size.

 

 

 

—I’ve heard that a large size is generally considered to start with E cups. So that means…

 

 

 

I made up my mind.

 

 

 

“E cup?”

 

 

 

‘Wow—correct! You’re good!”

 

 

 

I was happy to have won, but I had mixed feelings about whether it was worth it or not.

 

 

 

“I’m the last one.”

 

 

 

The last boss, Erika-chan, stood in front of me.

 

 

 

Somehow, I feel that Erika is a large size. But what size that corresponds to is a mystery.

 

 

 

As I pensively stared at Erika-chan, she smiled at me.

 

 

 

“If you don’t have the courage to touch them, why don’t I strip and show you?”

 

 

 

‘I’m fine thanks.”

 

 

 

I answered immediately and stopped her.

 

 

 

Even if there were more hints, there was no proof that I could guess correctly. So the best plan would be to give the answer with the least risk.

 

 

 

——Eii, to hell with this!

 

 

 

“…F?”

 

 

 

As I said this, Mana-chan, Runa-chan and Arisa-chan’s expressions changed. Then Arisa-chan grabbed Erika-chan’s arm.

 

 

 

“Eh? Wait. Erika’s an E-cup, right?”

 

 

 

“Err…was I? Wasn’t I an F?”

 

 

 

“No no! No matter how you put it, that’s growing too fast! You were definitely an E cup before! We were the same, right!?”

 

 

 

“Ehhh…? When I went to buy new ones, I think I bought F sizes though…?”

 

 

 

“On purpose! You’re doing this on purpose!”

 

 

 

After saying that, Arisa-chan began stripping Erika-chan’s uniform.

 

 

 

“Wha, wai, what are you doing!?”

 

 

 

I began panicking, and Arisa-chan replied.

 

 

 

“Confirming her size! I’ll take off her bra, and check the size written on the tag!”

 

 

 

“No, don’t do that in front of meeeeeeee!”

 

 

 

I panicked and escaped from the room.

 

 

 

As I was sighing loudly in the hallway, I could hear the lamenting voices of the JKs from inside.

 

 

 

“It was actually an F… All the answers were right.”

 

 

 

Apparently, I had won the Bust Size Guessing Game. But I was the one who left the room.

 

 

 

I gave up and quietly headed to the living room so as not to overhear them talking about busts in my room.

 

 

 

I don’t think I’ll be able to go back to my room today until the Yankee girls go home… was what I thought.