| Author: Kankoro Mocchimochi | Original Source: Kakuyomu | Word Count: 2643 characters |
| Translator: Mui | English Source: Re:Library | Word Count: 1486 words |
| Editor(s): Fire | ||
| Project Yuri is an official initiative by Re:Library. |
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“Anything… anything at all…?”
Just a little while ago, I was feeling super down about how petty I am. Even if I’ve got feelings for her, Ibuki’s still just my childhood friend. That means she’s free to hang out with whoever she wants, whenever she wants. It’s totally normal for her to have close girl friends around.
And yet, just seeing something that basic made me jealous of one of her friends. Like, seriously? That’s way too small-minded. And then I went and got all moody, ditched my guest, and locked myself in my room. What am I, a kid? It’s honestly so embarrassing.
That’s what I’d been thinking, but then—boom—all of it just vanished. Because of all things, Ibuki went and said she’d do anything.
And if she says “anything,” then… that really means anything, right? I know I’m not making much sense, but if the girl I like says she’ll accept whatever I ask for, it’s totally fair for my brain to short-circuit a little.
“If it’s something I can do, though,” she added, putting in a little disclaimer.
“Sorry, give me just a sec to think.”
“Y-Yeah, of course.”
I have no clue what kind of mood she’s in or why she suddenly decided to offer me a reward like this, but there’s no way I’m letting this opportunity go to waste. Asking for something she’d probably say yes to on any normal day would just be boring.
So then… what do I want from her? There’s honestly so much—stuff I want her to do, stuff I want to do for her. After thinking it over for a while, I finally picked one.
“Okay, I’ve decided.”
“W-What is it?”
“Just for today—let me take care of everything for you.”
“Huh? Wait… do you mean…”
She looked kinda uncomfortable, but there’s no way I’m taking it back now.
“Yeah. Like we used to do. Let me handle everything for you—your whole day.”
“…Alright.”
She nodded, though she didn’t seem too thrilled about it. And honestly, I get it. I mean, what I asked for wasn’t some cute little favor—I’ve made the same request a few times before, and each time it meant literally taking over her whole day-to-day life. Everything.
“Wanna eat something first? You’ve gotta be hungry, right?”
“…Yeah.”
“Alright then, if you’ll excuse me.”
“Knew it’d be this…”
She could eat on the couch, sure, but if she made a mess it’d be a whole thing—so I scooped Ibuki up in my arms and carried her to the dining table. Once I pulled out a chair and got her seated, I headed straight to the kitchen to finish prepping dinner.
“All done! It’s gratin tonight, so it might be a little hot. Careful, okay?”
“Yeah. Thanks.”
If I’d known today was gonna turn into a reward day, I would’ve picked something easier to eat… but I’d already half-finished making the gratin before all this started, so there wasn’t really time to change the menu. I just had to be extra careful so she didn’t burn herself.
“Fuuu, fuuu… okay, maybe this is good now? Ibuki, open wide—aaah.”
“…It’s really good.”
“Glad to hear it.”
She was sitting next to me, eyes closed, cheeks flushed red while chewing. Honestly, it made my desire to spoil her flare up like crazy.
“Let’s keep going, okay? Aaah.”
“Is there any chance I could… feed myself, maybe…?”
“Nope. Give it up.”
She wasn’t sick or anything, so getting hand-fed by me was probably super embarrassing for her. But hey—this kind of reward doesn’t come around more than once every few years. She could deal with it just this once.
“You finished it all! Good girl!”
“Ugh… I feel like a baby…”
I managed to feed her the whole dinner with my own hands, which made me super happy, but Ibuki looked totally drained. Not that I could blame her—she’d been out working all day for once, so of course she was tired.
“Let’s get you in the bath before you get sleepy.”
“Eh? I can take care of that myse—”
“Alrighty, here we go~”
I lifted her off the chair in a cradle carry and brought her into the bathroom. For someone who eats as much as she does, Ibuki was weirdly light—like, is this a bug or something? If I ate that much, I’d turn into a squishy little blob in no time.
“Alright, first things first—gotta get you out of these clothes.”
“…Sigh. Please do.”
“Okay! Arms up~”
Undressing Ibuki with my own hands still made me a little nervous, but I’d already decided to set aside my usual embarrassment for the day. So I didn’t hesitate at all as I reached out.
“Alright, let’s head into the bath. I’m not gonna carry you in there though—it’s too risky, so you’ll have to walk.”
“Well, at least you have some common sense.”
“Obviously.”
I would love to carry Ibuki everywhere, honestly, but slipping and falling in the bathroom would be dangerous—for her. No matter how tempting it was, I couldn’t risk something like that.
“Okay, sit down. I’ll wash your back.”
“…Aren’t you embarrassed, Yukino?”
“Eeh… well, I mean…”
Of course I’m embarrassed. I’ve got the girl I love standing naked right in front of me—under normal circumstances, I’d probably be frozen stiff with nerves. But we’ve been together since we were born. When we were little, I was always the one taking care of her. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen Ibuki completely bare, and we’ve taken baths together more times than I can count. So yeah, it’s still a little embarrassing, but now that I’ve steeled myself, it’s not unbearable.
“Okay nope, no snapping back to reality! Today isn’t about that!”
“Aw, really?”
“C’mon, close your eyes. Gonna wet your hair.”
I almost slipped back into my usual self there. Not that I’m drunk or anything, but if I let myself fully realize what’s happening right now, there’s no way I could keep doing this.
“You’re still so skinny… I swear I’ve been feeding you enough.”
“Guess it’s just how my body is. I wouldn’t mind putting on a little weight, though.”
“Ugh, must be nice…! And on top of that, how the hell are your boobs bigger than mine?!”
We grew up eating the same stuff, right? So how did we end up with completely different body types? God must be messing with me. She’s got zero extra fat around her stomach, yet somehow she still ended up with boobs noticeably bigger than average? That shouldn’t be physically possible. It’s not fair!
“I’m gonna squish ‘em. Prepare yourself!”
“Mnngh…! W-Wait—hold on a second!”
I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt this huge wave of frustration and wrapped my arms around her from behind, grabbing a handful of the soft, way-too-big-to-fit-in-my-hand boobs. I’m not sure if my hands are just small or if Ibuki’s chest is that big, but either way… they were unbelievably soft. So soft I could just keep squeezing them forever and be perfectly happy.
“H-Hey, Yukino… how long are you planning to keep touching me?”
“Just a little longer. You did touch mine while I was sleeping once, didn’t you?”
There was that little incident not too long ago, where Ibuki got caught feeling me up while I was asleep. So really, getting to grope her just a bit shouldn’t be that big a deal. Call it even.
“…Nn… still…?”
“Just a bit more.”
All I was doing was gently kneading, but the tiny little sounds Ibuki let out every now and then were seriously messing with my head. Normally they’d be drowned out by the sound of the shower, but with how close we were right now, every breathy whisper echoed right in my ears.
“…Okay. Let’s start actually washing up now.”
Honestly, I could’ve stayed like that forever. But if I let myself go any further, things would’ve gotten dangerous fast—so I finally pried my hands away. I mean, come on. A fully-grown woman hugging another naked woman from behind and just groping her in the bath? That’s definitely R-rated. Probably would get this whole thing censored.
“Ehh… already?”
Ibuki turned to look at me, all melty and flushed, and just that expression almost made me lose control again. Almost. But somehow, I made it through the rest of the bath without giving in to temptation.
Of course, once everything was done and the heat of the moment wore off, the wave of embarrassment hit me hard. I couldn’t sleep a wink that night—and showed up the next morning with bags under my eyes, only to get scolded by Ibuki for it.


















































































