The Hentai Protagonist System

(Rina’s POV)

 

“I think that’s cute”

 

“I know that but we already looked too many clothes. Can’t we just go have lunch already?”

 

“But what if someone comes and buy it before me?”

 

“Than we can just look at another store for something similar”

 

“No way! I want this”

 

“Haaah”

 

Me and Onii-chan were browsing through the clothing stores at the nearby mall. We had been looking at what to buy for almost two hours already.

 

Onii-chan had a exasperated expression on his face. He never was a fan of carefully choosing what to buy when the matter was clothing. He had good taste, but he usually just went with the most simplistic sets.

 

I had to teach him at some point the importance of clothing.

 

That being aid, I wasn’t exactly in need of many clothes. I just liked to periodically change them. In fact my oldest piece of clothing was just seven months, but that was not because I liked to shop, but because it was one of the few old clothes that I had that still fitted me.

 

I notice at some time ago that Onii-chan often looked at my body. That annoyed me, but I also liked the attention that he was giving me. I started to wear more tight clothing, and end up developing a taste for them. Nowadays I actually felt a little uncomfortable if my clothes weren’t sticking to my skin, but that also meant that I outgrown most of them relatively fast.

 

Thanks to that, our date had being basically both of us just buying clothes with each other.

 

But it wasn’t a bad thing. In fact, I was having a lot of fun.

 

I liked to see Onii-chan trying new clothes. I get to suggest what I thought he would look nice one and be the first to see in something entirely new.

 

It was also nice to now what he liked to see me wearing. I got to discover the specifics of what exactly he liked to se me wearing most.

 

There were times that we agreed, times we disagreed but still relented and times were we would stuck with what we wanted, even if the other was of a different opinion.

 

But despite all of that, we both were having fun. Onii-chan might have a fed up look, but he was smiling most of the time.

 

After finishing with our shopping spree for the moment, we both went to the food court to decide what to eat.

 

“Hey Onii-chan, where do you wanna eat?” I asked.

 

“I’m not sure. I’m kinda in the mood for a burger, but that doesn’t seemed appropriate for our first date” commented Onii-chan.

 

“I-I told you already-” I protested, feeling my face getting hot.

 

“Yeah it’s not a date, I heard you. Hey, what about sushi? It’s been a while we haven’t eaten sashimi or uramaki” suggested Onii-chan.

 

“H-Hmph, y-yeah that doesn’t sound so bad” I said, with a little bit of venom in my voice.

 

“Great. Look there’s a table over there. You go take it for us while I go to take our food” said Onii-chan, not looking a little bit affected by my tone.

 

“Sure. Oh, let me take your bags to the table” I offered.

 

“Are you sure? It’s not trouble for to hold them, you know” Onii-chan asked.

 

“Them how exactly bring the lates to our table?” I asked, barely able to suppress my urge to make a sarcastic comment to his words.

 

He wasn’t holding that many bags, but I didn’t wanted him to risk it anyway.

 

“Hahaha, yeah you are right” said Onii-chan, laughing at my comment.

 

His always being like this, never getting truly angry at me when for making snide comments like that. It’s just one of the reasons why I liked him.

 

He gave me the bags and went to the line of costumers, while I went o the empty table he pointed to e before.

 

Once I sat at the table and put the bugs under, I buried my hand in my hands feeling utterly mortified.

 

‘WHY CAN’T I JUTS BE HONEST?!’

 

I was so irritated and frustrated with myself. I had asked for this day with Onii-chan and I just couldn’t call it for what it was, a date.

 

Just the idea of calling for that made me completely embarrassed. I was just so happy that I could spend time alone with Onii-chan and that he was also having fun, even though it wasn’t his favorite thing to do, but I just couldn’t bring myself to call it for it’s name.

 

Ever since I realized that Onii-chan looked at not just as his sister but as a girl, I could not stop myself of acting snip with him sometimes. Every time that act a little more close to me, hugging groping kissing me or just making a compliment I could only reply with snide remarks or sarcastic answers.

 

I wanted to call it for what it is. I wanted to say to him that I was enjoying our date a lot, but it was so embarrassing that I end up replying with venom in my voice.

 

‘Okay, okay, okay, okay calm down. You need to calm down Rina. It’s not like you ruined the mood. Onii-chan didn’t looked bothered but you need to get a hold of yourself. You need to work yourself up in being honest about this. If you want Onii-chan to continue looking at you than you need work in being honest and hold your tongue’

 

I still had time. We still had the whole afternoon to stay together, so I still could work in making myself a little more comfortable in being honest with Onii-chan.

 

I just need to calm down. I can’t let myself be shaken every time that-

 

“Oh hoh, who do we have here?”

 

A voice shook me out of my thoughts. A voice that threw a bucket of cold water over my bubbling emotions and sent shivers on my spine.

 

I lifted my head and for a second I felt the blood of my face disappearing somewhere, like it was fleeing from a monster.

 

In front of me stood three girls, all of which had contemptuous smiles and disdainful expressions on their faces.

 

The one on the left was tanned with short brown hair and a athletic figure that combined gave a strange air of both elegance and cuteness, wearing a sweater with a loose skirt.

 

On the right was a girl with long auburn hair with a figure even more developed that me and Anna-nee, wearing a long one-piece dress. If it weren’t for her rotten personality, than she would give the first impression of being someone gentle and kind.

 

In the middle of them was a girl with red-brown hair tied in a side ponytail, wearing a blouse and a knee-length skirt. The way she ported herself gave the idea she was some kind of princess of rich family, but her eyes didn’t hide one bit the utter disdain that she had for everyone around her and the sadistic personality she had.

 

Finding myself in front of those three the events of little more than a year ago came back to me, reminding me of my bad experiences with them.

 

“It’s being a long time, hasn’t Rina?” asked the girl in the middle.

 

Seeing as I couldn’t escape form them, I simple replied.

 

“It has Izumi”