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- Look... how long do I have to wait? - I groaned, waiting for my hair to be braided into a semblance of a hairstyle.
Arine gave me a stern look.
- Not much longer, little brother! - she muttered, and her hands continued to work magic that I didn't understand.....
Now the girl was sitting passionately on her lap in the Japanese manner, and my head was in her hands. Her gentle hands seemed to have a life of their own, going through my hair, and then those frozen in the form the girl wanted. In just a few minutes, my unruly bushy head was transformed into something... an incomprehensible 'anime' hairstyle. However, the hair was no longer in my eyes. Good thing Arine didn't have a bow handy, or I'm afraid to imagine who I'd resemble right now - Astolfo number two... geez. Now my hair was... curly with straight locks, the semblance of a hedgehog hanging down. Well, at least it wasn't in pigtails, thank you very much. Although... I was starting to look like a girl... yeah....
Although, if you look at it that way. There's something about it... something so incomprehensible. I don't know how people will look at me now if they see my face without a helmet... I think a lot of people will take me for a nice girl... hehehehehe - that can be taken advantage of!
- That's it! I'm done, little brother! - she smiled, quickly approaching me and standing up on her toes, bringing my head back to her neck. Smiling a happy smile, she wrapped her arms around me, resting her face against my chest.
- Thank you, Arine...' I stroked her head, which made her happy, putting her head up for caresses, squeaking faintly to herself.
By the way yes, 'sis' wasn't surprised when I decided to take my head off. Arine looked at my head with a questioning look, and then, as if coming to a decision, slammed her fist against her palm and removed her head just as I did, revealing the same tongue of flame from her neck.
Honestly, it wasn't what I expected her to do. I didn't know what I should expect at all, but her next words made me choke on air, 'Bro! Do you want me to make your hair out of your way?' - she innocently asked with a smile on her lips.
Such an unexpected offer from her was so sudden that I agreed without thinking, placing my head in her hands. In the meantime, I began to question her and didn't learn as much as I expected.
She doesn't remember her past, nor does she remember her name - she doesn't remember anything. She woke up here a year ago or less. According to her, she woke up on the ground next to a gate, with thoughts of guarding that very gate... and that was it. But strangely enough, she still had her social and other skills.
The girl remembered nothing about herself, but she knew how to live, have fun, socialise, fight, use magic and everything else that ordinary girls and dullahans were used to. But she didn't know what she should do next. After thinking over everything that had happened, driven by the thought of protecting the gate, she fell into a semblance of sleep and froze in place, waiting for the unknown. Once in a while she woke up and smashed the skeletons, and then fell back into a semblance of sleep. She stayed like that, waking up occasionally, until she felt someone's gaze on her and, raising her head, she saw an unknown animal.
The rest is already known. Such a cute animal caught her attention: it was the first time she felt someone alive in this dead place.
When asked why she didn't leave the gate, the simple answer was, 'I don't know...'
And as a culmination of everything, she bumped into me. Such a sudden and impudent appearance, it surprised her. And when 'it' also spoke, something clicked in her chest. The forgotten speech, the outgoing emotion - all of it, awakened something unclear in her. She thought about something for the first time. And when I took off my helmet, her soul seemed to soar. The girl, forgotten by all, met someone alive like her for the first time. In addition, the feelings of kinship awakened her forgotten feelings.
She was overcome with emotion and threw herself at me....
- I see,' I sighed, stroking my little sister's head.
I have a lot of questions, but I don't think I'll find the answers from Arine.
- Brother... you're not going to leave me, are you? - She raised her pleading gaze to me, which reflected a swirl of different emotions.
I smiled and ruffled her hair with a laugh.
- Fool, of course I won't. How could I leave my only little sister? - Arine smiled happily and pressed herself against me, 'especially since we are now bound by blood, and now we have someone to talk to...' I finished in a half-whisper.
Arine began to rub herself against me.
- Thank you, brother...' she squeaked.
- However, now that we are together and I am the eldest, you must obey me in everything, okay? - I looked into her happy and innocent eyes.
Arine nodded her head.
- Okay, little brother! I'll do anything you wish! - She replied in the same innocent voice, giggling to herself.
'Anything I want, huh?' - Her words flashed through my head.
Shaking my head, I dismissed those thoughts for now. Now was not the time for something like that...
- Ahem, since that's the case... tell me about your magic? You drank my blood, and I'm curious to know what else you can do,' I said thoughtfully.
- All right, little brother! My blood magic is quite simple! I can control any free blood on the ground and in the air, turning it into my weapon! You've seen my spear, haven't you? - She tilted her head questioningly.
I nodded affirmatively. 'However-a spear? Isn't it a halberd?' - The thought flashed through my mind
- Well, it was made entirely of my blood! - She reluctantly pulled away from me and stretched her arm out to the side, and then a familiar object appeared in her hands - a two-metre long scarlet-red spear. Well, as it turned out, it rather, flew into her hand. Then the girl swung the spear in an arc, and it was clutched by Arine's two hands with a ringing whistle, and the girl stood in a stance I was unfamiliar with.
I looked at the spear doubtfully. Sure... looks cool and all.
- Is there anything else?
- Anything else? - The girl thought, tilting her head to the side and putting a finger to her lips, 'Well, I can repair my wounds with other people's blood, and I can strengthen my spear by increasing its penetration. I can also use blood as projectiles, but it's not as effective. I'm sorry, little brother, I can't do much more than that...' she said, her head down, as if apologising for her weakness.
- It's okay,' I walked over to her and patted her shoulder.
- Brother? - She looked up in surprise.
- You'll definitely learn something new with time! - I said enthusiastically, smiling. - Especially since I don't know much about magic myself! - Honestly, I don't know much about it,' I grinned at myself as I continued to explain. - So, don't slump your shoulders! Better to try harder and then you can learn something! - I was a little hesitant at the end, but it seemed to inspire the little one.
- B-brother?! - Tears came to the corners of her eyes and she threw herself on my neck, hanging onto it with her legs around me. I responded by hugging her again, grabbing her waist and arse.
*Bite* I felt someone's teeth digging into my neck again. I felt hot breath on my neck.
- I'm sorry, little brother...' Arinée said into my ear, her lips digging into my open wound.
*Lickety-smack*
- Ahem!' I blushed in embarrassment. My cheeks flushed, and the girl's breasts pressed against me made me a little horny. Lustful thoughts came into my head. Only after gathering my thoughts and will in a fist, I said hoarsely: - Arine... what are you doing? - I asked through my embarrassment, supporting her soft and tender arse without... panties!
*Lickety-smack*
The girl didn't answer, continuing to lick and slurp. Only a faint hiss in my ear.
- Your blood... brother... love...' she squirmed on top of me.
*Lickety-smack*
I felt the strange feelings in my chest again. My heart sped up. My thoughts tilted a little bit in the other direction. And my hands took on a life of their own, caressing Arine's soft arse.
At this rate, we would unwittingly be here for a while longer. Though it felt good, it wasn't really to my liking.
It was only by a titanic effort of will that I was able to pull myself together and patted Arine's back.
- Listen... hah... it's... - my thoughts were a bit confused and the heat engulfed my whole body. - Maybe... later? - My emotions were plunging me deeper and deeper into the abyss of pleasure.
- Hnnnn... hahn... b-brother? - Pulling away from my neck, she stared at me with a slightly hazy gaze. Her pale cheeks burned crimson and her heavy breathing burned my lips. Her face was so close that our lips were almost touching.
I gulped down saliva. My head was all jumbled up. The girl smiled back, leaning her forehead against mine.
- Love...' she said softly. Her eyes shone with a rosy glow.