Although I said that, when I took a quick peek behind me, I saw the mess of clothes, tissues, etc., that the original Kory had left behind.
I hadn't gotten around to clean it up yet.
'Fuck. I can't let them enter and see that. Their impression of me will...'
Before I could decline Arisha's request, I felt a hand grabbing onto the bulge in between my pants.
"Y-Yena?"
She asked the same question as her sister, "Can we come inside?" while licking her lips.
"...Yes," I uttered the word which would spell the end of my life as I knew it.
With each step Yena moved forward, I took one backward.
Arisha followed closely behind her and as soon as all three of us were inside, she closed the door and locked it.
Click.
Standing on the tip of her toes, Yena pulled me closer to her by wrapping her arms around my neck.
Then she pressed her lips into mine.
'...Pomegranate?'
That was what the taste of her lips reminded me of.
Sticking out her tongue, she plunged into my mouth and it didn't take long for me to return the favor and our tongues began swirling around each other like coiling snakes dancing in a tight space.
"Not fair Onee-chan," Arisha pouted as she joined in.
Three tongues were sticking out, touching each other, and exchanging saliva.
Looking at these two sisters whose faces were pressed against each other as they stared at me with lustful eyes that sent chills up my spine, I began to understand that I needed to throw away whatever idea I had of their personality into the trash.
They weren't the same people I knew from five years ago.
They also weren't the characters from the novel who were deemed untouchable due to their refusal to interact with males in a non-platonic way.
'They are yanderes. My yanderes.'
Gulp.
The kisses started to feel like the two of them were trying to consume me.
'How starved are you two!? Is this how badly they miss me?'
The intensity in their eyes was growing with every passing second.
'I guess it makes sense considering that I'm the man who they were willing to destroy the universe for. Being separated from someone for five years... someone who you hold that dearly in your heart...'
It'd be a miracle if you were able to hold yourself knowing that you had made the other person aroused.
Slurp. Slurp.
As they were sucking either side of my tongue as if it was the most delicious drink in the world, they were holding each other's hands.
'I'm too distracted. I need to just focus on what's in front of me,' I told myself.
I wrapped one arm around Yena's waist while holding the back of Arisha's head with the other.
* * *
[Conditions met! Quest complete! Congratulations host on satisfying your childhood friends and helping them release some of their pent-up libidos. Reward granted. Keep up the good work and continue to help the universe by keeping your yanderes in line.]
[Reward: Hypersensitivity (A-tier skill)]
Looking at the two girls lying beside me on the bed that was soaked with our juices, I let out a sigh.
I didn't expect to be in bed for this long.
The conditions of three orgasms had been achieved a while ago but neither of them were satisfied and befitting of their S-rank potential, they had the stamina to match.
If it wasn't for their extremely arousing bodies and faces that kept rejuvenating my rod, I would've tapped out and called it quits midway.
[35]
[17]
Those were the two numbers that were displayed above their heads.
They were in the safe zone but surprisingly enough, Yena who looked to be more mentally stable and emotionally in control had a lower rating than her sister who had demonstrated an array of powerful emotions in front of me.
'Nothing has happened to me and everything seems to be going well in their life so why are their ratings so low?' I asked the system.
[These are questions that the system can not answer. We may be the Yandere System but that doesn't mean we understand the way that a yandere's mind works. It's a mystery that even a powerful system capable of computing a trillion bits of information within seconds is unable to comprehend. Yanderes are an enigma and we can only hope to contain their craziness by satisfying their needs.]
If it wasn't for the robotic sound of their voice, I would've thought that the system was crying in frustration while answering me.
As the sisters were sleeping while hugging my arms tightly as if they were afraid I was going to disappear from their lives again, I had no choice but to remain where I was.
I wanted to take a shower but that would have to come later.
The only thing I could do in the meantime was check out the new skill that I acquired.
[Hypersensitivy]
[Tier: A] [Proficiency: F] [0.000%]
[Description: All of your senses are enhanced, including the senses beyond the basic fives.]
It was a very basic description but what stood out to me was the proficiency and the percentage beside it.
The way skills work in this world is that it has a tier that determines the usefulness and quality of the skill.
But the tier they're given isn't based upon the current state of the user's skill but rather the potential that it has to grow into once the user gets more proficient with it.
For example, I could have an S-tier skill that shoots a flame capable of destroying a city but if I only started using it, the proficiency would be at F-tier and the largest flame I would be able to make is the size of a marble.
Currently, with an F-tier proficiency, Hypersensitivy only made me just the very slightest above average with my senses.
[0.001%]
Due to the passive aspect of the skill, the percentage was already moving up and once it reached 100 percent, the proficiency would increase by one tier.
I could also actively use the skill by concentrating on something with my senses.
So I decided to focus on the smell of the kitchen which Yena had used earlier.
The scent of the flames that were emitted from the stove was my target.
It was hard.
The flame itself didn't really have a smell. It was the fuel that smelled but that's not what I was trying to smell.
It was even harder considering that my nostrils were being attacked by the strong smell of man and woman.
It felt like a useless exercise but even just attempting to concentrate my senses was helping to improve the skill.
[0.004%]
[0.008%]
[0.015%]
Slowly the number was increasing.
'This feels fun. Almost... almost like a video game.'
* * *
Once the two of them woke up, I tried to decline but the two of them eventually convinced me to let them clean up my room.
"Sorry," I apologized as I watched them.
I wanted to help but for some reason, the two of them refused to let me do so.
I didn't call it out but I could see them sniffing my clothes and tissues in "secret" while cleaning up.
'Did they use cleaning as an excuse to indulge themselves in my dirty laundry?' I wondered.
After they finished cleaning, the two of them pulled me into the shower.
It was extremely tight because the bathroom was meant for one person but we somehow made it work and were able to wash ourselves.
Again, I felt like they had naughty intentions behind having us shower at the same time.
That suspicion of mine was proven when one of them rubbed soap onto my penis with the excuse that they were cleaning it.
Would I be a man if I didn't react to that?
I was already aroused from seeing their naked bodies that were dripping wet from the water but once my little brother was directly held like that, my horny level tripled.
* * *
Getting out of the shower and drying up, the two of them sat down on the floor on either side of me.
In my hands was a hot cup of tea.
Yena and Arisha didn't bring spare clothes with them and they couldn't reuse their school uniform until they were washed so they only wore spare bathing robes I had kept in the closet.
We were leaning against the side of my bed that needed to be washed later.
"How's your mother?" I asked.
"She's doing alright. After Father finally made a successful investment, we were able to move into a bigger home and hire an entire team of bodyguards," Yena answered.
"Does that mean she's stopped having panic attacks out in public?"
The two of them nodded.
Although their mother was a strong person who didn't fear heading outside alone just because of the attacker, she did occasionally have moments where she became paranoid that someone was going to attack her which led to panic attacks.
But if she had people protecting her and accompanying her everywhere she went then that paranoia must've disappeared.
The three of us just sat there, catching up on the five years that we hadn't seen each other.
I kept a lot of what happened to me a secret because I was worried that once they found out, that rating above their head would plummet.
Our conversation only wrapped up a few hours past midnight when I sent them home which was right next door.
They wanted to sleep in the same bed but I had something I desired more than sex (which I knew would inevitably occur if we were lying next to each other) — which is sleep.
I'm so tired.