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Chapter 8: Could it Be

It’s short. (TLN: The author wrote that)

In the town’s largest shopping street. We stopped and parked the bicycle in a bicycle parking s.p.a.ce.

「Well then, Oniichan, shall we go?」

When I decide to try and guide Oniichan, he suddenly grips my hand.

「Wh- what, Oniichan!?」

「Well, with you being so cute, it makes me nervous for you to go off on your own」

「Eeh!?&h.e.l.lip;No it’s alright. And, this is embarra.s.sing&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;」

It was a justifiable complaint. For brothers to hold hands, is definitely embarra.s.sing—

「What are you saying? You know you’re happy about it」

Eh? What did he just say?

「Wh- what are you saying!? There’s no way&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;」

My words caught in my throat. I couldn’t object.

My body doesn’t feel shy at all.

This feeling, it’s as if—

「&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;Well, I’ll give you an explanation later」

Oniichan interrupts my thinking and begins to pull me along.