The Little Girl's Older Sister

An awkward silence.

Nothing to do but press forward here…

"Phew. Michiru, you're so charming. I've been completely charmed."

"Fweh!?"

… Yeah, even I thought that sounded ridiculous while saying it.

I mean, acting charmed… there's no way I could pull off what Neru was doing in that dream.

I figured I'd failed. But Michiru kept glancing at me, as if checking my reaction.

"Eh, really?"

"Michiru-chan is so cute."

"Ehehe…"

When I piled on the flattery, Michiru got bashful and didn't seem entirely displeased.

Is this really okay?

"Y-you'll do whatever I say?"

"Yeah yeah, of course. Michiru-chan's so cute, after all."

When I said that offhandedly, Michiru's face lit up like the sun.

"Th-then, Village Chief-san! Please spin around and wave your hand!"

Wondering what that was even about, I spun around once and waved at Michiru.

"Yay! Next, please do a handstand!"

"Ah, sorry. I can't do handstands."

"Please try anyway!"

"… If I try and fall on my face, the shock might snap me out of the charm, you know?"

"… If you really can't, I guess it can't be helped."

Is this really okay?

I'm the one who said it, but the bar for passing as charmed is pretty low. Neru's act was clearly way overkill. I glanced at the ring. The magic stone seemed to flicker faintly, as if trying to play it off.

Well, what's done is done.

"So, what should I do for Michiru-chan? Tickle you?"

"Pii!? No tickling! Y-you can only do that stuff in dreams! A-also, um. I'd like Village Chief-san to come somewhere with me… Um, it's outside the village."

"Alright, let's go."

"Ah, but first, I'm hungry, so I demand breakfast!"

"Sure thing. Sandwiches good?"

"Yes!"

That beaming smile was dazzling. I feel kind of… since I'm not actually charmed and all… sorry about this.

… Wait, feeling guilty might mean I'm actually getting charmed. I need to stay on guard.

After she polished off the sandwiches I gave her, we slipped quietly out of the inn and headed outside the village.

We'd be leaving dungeon territory… but I have the Cloth Golem on, and I've used [Super Transformation] to transform into myself, giving me one extra life. I've secured a decent safety margin. It should be fine.

The downside in this state is that [Faint Resistance] is weaker, but with Neru in ring form here, even if I get knocked out and attacked in my dreams, we can handle it.

Worst case, she could possess me and I'd become a Succubus… no, let's not go there.

We came to a small clearing in the forest.

Having walked straight here without hesitation, Michiru looked around restlessly. Not because she was lost; she seemed to be checking whether her rendezvous partner was there.

Michiru stuck her fingers in her mouth and blew hard. Pfuuu!

"Huh, Onee-sama makes a sound when she does this…"

"… Were you trying to whistle?"

"U-um, please don't worry about it."

"Ahh, seeing Michiru-chan's cute attempt was adorable, so I won't worry about it. Maybe you'd be better off just calling out?"

"You're right… Onee-samaaaa! It's Michiru! I did iiiiit!"

Michiru shouted at the top of her lungs. It stung my ears a bit.

After a while, the bushes rustled and out stepped a well-proportioned adult woman with the same pink hair as Michiru… Ooh, splendid legs. And her feet must be… gulp.

"Onee-sama! I did it!"

"Shh! Keep it down. But well done, Michiru."

The woman, dressed in obviously Succubus-like clothing with barely any fabric and quite the provocative look, stroked Michiru's head. Michiru happily clung to her, nuzzling her cheek against the woman's stomach like a puppy.

So this is her "Onee-sama." According to Michiru, she's a Succubus. Yeah, that outfit is unmistakably Succubus.

"He's the Village Chief? … I'd heard the rumors, but he's young. Slurp."

"Pleased to meet you. Onee-sama-san? May I have your name?"

"Before that. Michiru, is the Village Chief really under your charm?"

"Yes!"

"I see… Then, could you order him to grovel and beg to lick my feet?"

"Of course! Village Chief-sa—"

"Please, let me lick your feet, Onee-sama! Barefoot, if possible!"

I threw myself into a dogeza with gusto. This is acting, so it can't be helped. Ahh, what a burden, this acting. Having to do a dogeza and all. Man.

"… I see. He eagerly responds to such a humiliating order involving a woman who isn't even his type. He's definitely charmed."

"See!? Hehe."

My impassioned performance completely fooled Onee-sama.

So, about the feet? … Ah, no. Never mind.

"Then, could you have Village Chief-san sign this contract?"

"Yes! Village Chief-san, please sign this contract."

I rose from the dogeza and received the contract and pen through Michiru.

… My, parchment. Very official. Let's see…?

"Hurry and sign it. Onee-sama is waiting."

"Hold on. I'm the type who reads contracts thoroughly before signing. If you force me to do something out of character and the charm accidentally breaks, that would be a problem, wouldn't it? This is Michiru's charm, after all."

"Ah, good point."

"Even charmed, having habits that ingrained… you were surprisingly competent as a Village Chief."

"Even as a figurehead Village Chief, I wouldn't want to find myself drowning in debt and tossed out."

Since Michiru and the others seemed convinced, I read through the contract.

… The contents. Hmm. Wait, this is the same document Wozuma brought me before. It's just a standard request for permission to build a brothel. The only difference is that the person in charge is specifically listed as "Suira."

"Who is this Suira listed as the person in charge?"

"That would be me."

So it was you. Michiru's older sister is apparently named Suira.

"Hmm, and what would Suira-san's goal be? I'd like to know so I can sign in good faith."

"… Michiru. Tell him to sign already."

"Yes! Village Chief-san, please sign."

"Now, now. Let's see, a brothel this size wouldn't have enough staff with just Michiru-chan and Suira-san. Are the other employees Succubi too? And why this village specifically? Wouldn't Tsuia, with its bigger population, be more profitable?"

"W-wait a moment. You really are charmed, right? Why are you asking such detailed questions…"

"Hm? This is only natural to ask, isn't it? Natural. Obvious. As routine as breathing. If you build it without employees, you can't run it and it'll fold. If more employees join as villagers, food needs to be secured, and there are racial dietary differences to consider. If you went to Tsuia instead, I wouldn't need to worry about any of that, so I'm just confirming the basics. See? Perfectly natural."

As I smoothly rattled off whatever came to mind, Michiru started giving me suspicious looks. So I threw in a quick charmed-act as if remembering.

"Ahh, Michiru-chan's suspicious face is so cute."

"She's charmed alright…"

"Right? Is it because my charm is still half-baked…?"

"Don't be silly! Michiru, you're a splendid Succubus! I guarantee it!"

"Onee-sama…!"

The two hugged each other tightly. What a nice scene. Though I do want to ask if this is really okay.

"… Well, fine. There are eight other Succubi as employees, plus one human. Succubi mainly feed on life energy, so we only need to eat enough regular food to keep up appearances… We're not going to Tsuia because we don't have the money to open shop there."

Believing I was charmed, Suira answered quite readily.

I see. Eight other Succubi and one human.

"Wait, there's one human among the Succubi?"

"Yes. A fellow prostitute. Such a nymphomaniac she might as well be a Succubus… Anyway, that's more than enough. You'll sign now, right?"

Ahh, what to do.

I've heard what I wanted to hear, so I suppose I can drop the act.

"Rejected. It's bad for the children's education."

"… Huh?"

Suira stared at me, dumbfounded.

Michiru frantically tugged at my clothes.

"W-wait, Village Chief-san!? That's not what you said! You said you'd sign… C-come on, please sign for cute little me!"

"Ahh, Michiru is cute. Very cute. Well, I'm heading back. Oh, if you'd like work as waitresses, I could hire two or three of you. You seem to have your circumstances, but eleven people is too many all at once, so it'd be an hourly rotation…"

"Wait! You're not charmed at all, are you!?"

Suira thrust her hands out in front of her. The preparatory stance for a magic skill.

"Now that you know we're Succubi, we can't let you leave alive."

"Oh? … Then I suppose we'll have to fight."

I took a stance of my own. I'd watched Wataru teaching Setsuna some judo when he visited the other day, so I've picked up some new moves. Might as well give them a try.

I grabbed Suira's arm, pulled her off balance while sweeping her legs, and then applied a ground hold.

"Kyaah! I-I can't get up…!"

I'd been worried things might spill out or tear off given how little fabric she was wearing, but it was over in an instant. Cross armlock.

… Ah, she smells nice. And that soft squishiness unique to a woman's body feels wonderful.

And then my head went all warm and fuzzy.