When Takashi’s parents remarried, he found his quiet world turned upside down with the arrival of a new stepsister.
Naturally, he was apprehensive. The idea of sharing a home with a girl he’d never met was fraught with potential for awkwardness. But all those worries were completely rewritten the moment he laid eyes on Alice. Hailing from Scandinavia, she was strikingly beautiful, with a gentle demeanor that immediately put him at ease. On the surface, he had hit the jackpot, a kind and lovely new sibling.
Yet, it was one particular, undeniable attribute that began to test the very boundaries of his resolve: her generously proportioned bust. It was a constant, distracting presence that tugged at the edges of his consciousness, challenging his every attempt to be the cool, composed older brother he wanted to be.
He watched, genuinely touched, as Alice made sincere efforts to bond with him and become part of the family. Her smiles and shared meals built a real connection, and Takashi fought a daily battle, determined to suppress any improper thoughts and be the supportive brother she deserved. For a while, his resolve held firm.
But then came the incident that shattered his carefully constructed walls. One unforeseen, chaotic moment, a misplaced step, an open bathroom door, and he saw her, completely unclothed. In that single, breathless instant, the visual shockwave obliterated his restraint. The rational part of his mind, the one that clung to the title of “brother,” crumbled into dust.