Chapter 231: Kotori: There's a Cow, and It's Stealing Home
The bedroom door quietly opened. A shadowy figure slipped inside, moving with light, careful steps—very slowly.
When she reached the edge of Franklin's bed, he suddenly grabbed her, pulled her under the covers, pinned her beneath him, and clamped a hand over her mouth.
The moment he saw the dark-red twin tails and the white ribbon, Franklin froze for a second. Then he hurriedly let go of her mouth and rolled to the side to lie next to her.
"Kotori? Why are you here?"
Tears still shining in her eyes, Kotori immediately turned over, wrapped both arms tightly around Franklin's body, and refused to let go.
"Big brother… I'm really scared. I'm scared that bad Spirit is going to steal you away. I don't want to sleep alone anymore. I want to sleep with you."
Hearing the mix of grievance and spoiled whining in her voice, Franklin felt his heart melt completely.
"Of course you can. But if you keep hugging me this tightly, it's going to be hard to actually rest. Don't you have work tomorrow?"
"No way. I have to hold you like this. If I let go, you might disappear."
He gently patted her back. Feeling the unusually warm temperature of her body, he quietly sent a gentle flow of spiritual power into her, soothing the restless feelings inside her.
After some unknown amount of time, her breathing finally became slow and even. Only then did Franklin let out a small sigh of relief.
Looking at Kotori's adorable sleeping face, he closed his eyes again. Sunlight filtered faintly through the curtains into the room. With a casual wave of his hand, the room fell back into darkness.
A faint noise came from the direction of the door again.
Franklin, still wrapped tightly in Kotori's arms, couldn't move. He watched as the door opened and Origami slipped inside quietly.
He raised one hand, pointed at Kotori beside him, then waved Origami away—telling her to leave.
Origami stood there expressionlessly, fingers rubbing her chin in thought. Then she made a small fist with her right hand and lightly tapped it against her left palm.
In the next instant, she stripped off her entire school uniform. Slowly, she slid off her bra and panties too.
Completely naked, she walked to the foot of Franklin's bed and silently slipped under the covers from there.
The smooth, silky sensation against his legs instantly woke Franklin's body up. The hands that kept exploring higher made his whole body shudder.
When those two warm, jade-like palms grasped the waistband of his pajama pants, a bead of cold sweat rolled down Franklin's forehead. He was just about to stop her—but right then Kotori shifted slightly in his arms, nuzzled her head against his chest, and sank back into deep sleep.
And Origami, the master, took that exact moment to yank his pajama pants down and immediately took him into her mouth.
Desire surged through him. At that point Franklin stopped resisting or refusing. A wave of pure enjoyment took over.
Her hand kept moving skillfully. Then the warm, wet heat enveloped him completely, going deeper and becoming even more agile.
Franklin's whole body stiffened. He gently soothed the sleeping Kotori beside him while below he received Origami's top-tier service.
Time passed minute by minute. After who knows how long, a powerful suction hit him and Franklin could no longer hold back.
Only then did he finally regain a bit of control over the growing desire. He forcefully suppressed the urge to keep going.
Using spiritual energy, he lifted Origami out from under the blanket. He saw her cheeks flushed and slightly puffed, a thin trace of fluid at the corner of her mouth.
Her brows furrowed faintly. Then her puffed cheeks returned to normal. Her flushed face combined with that seductive, inviting gaze made Franklin's heart itch badly.
Forcing down the desire, he waved his hand. The clothes she had taken off instantly flew back onto her body perfectly.
He also set up an isolating sound barrier around the still-sleeping Kotori beside him, placing her in her own separate space.
"Lin… we're not continuing? It's been a really long time since you last released that much, hasn't it? Is just sucking really enough for you?"
The contrast between her blank expression and the seductive tone, combined with her movements, made Franklin's heart pound even harder.
But reason kept warning him: he absolutely could not keep going. If he did, many things in the future would become impossible to handle smoothly.
"No need to continue. This is already too fast—for you, way too fast. The rest… we'll wait until the timing is right."
Her pink tongue lightly licked the corner of her mouth. Origami gave him one last sultry, half-lidded glance, then quietly walked out of the room as if nothing had happened at all.
Franklin let out a long breath.
He had just finished cleaning himself up when a small sleepy sound came from Kotori beside him. She stretched, sat up—
Her little nose twitched. She sniffed the air in the room.
Her expression went from normal → slightly red → finally so red it looked like blood was about to drip off her face.
She stiffly turned her head to look at Franklin. The blushing Kotori completely lost her composure. She threw off the blanket and bolted out of the room.
"Big brother pervert! Doing that kind of thing to your cute little sister—I'm never going to like you again!"
The sound of the door opening and then slamming shut echoed.
Only then did Franklin remember: the strong, unmistakable scent of chestnut flowers (that unmistakable post-sex smell) was still floating in the air. He hadn't cleaned it up.
He gave a light cough to cover his embarrassment, sat up, and changed out of his pajamas.
Right then Origami's head poked back through the doorway.
"Lin, want to continue? There's no one to disturb us now."
Franklin waved his hand again. Origami's head instantly disappeared from view and the door closed behind her.
After changing into his school uniform, Franklin let out a long breath and pushed down the awkward feeling. There was no way to explain this one. Might as well just let Kotori think what she said was true.
He opened the door and headed downstairs. After washing up, he started preparing breakfast and packed bentos for lunch.
Once everything was done, Franklin walked out of the kitchen. Kotori, now finished washing up, also came out of the bathroom.
Seeing the black ribbon in her hair, Franklin quietly let out a small breath of relief.
"Um… Kotori, breakfast is ready. I packed your lunch bento too."
"Hmph!"
Kotori huffed angrily, walked right past him, and went straight into the living room.
At that moment Origami came down the stairs too.
She still wore that cold, expressionless goddess face toward Franklin—as if nothing at all had happened that morning. As she headed toward the living room, Franklin reached out and stopped her.
"Don't you need to wash up?"
Origami shook her head calmly. "I already cleaned up. I woke up very early."
"…???"
Watching Origami walk into the living room, Franklin shook his head helplessly. It's all my fault. Letting the little head control the big head really is a bad idea.
The entire breakfast passed in silence. Kotori didn't say a single word. Origami didn't make any shocking comments either.
That suited Franklin just fine. He didn't really want to talk either. The best thing was to let time wash away all this awkwardness.
Breakfast finished. The two girls put their packed bentos into their school bags. Kotori's expression had softened a little by then.
"Thanks, big bro."