Chapter 120 – Japan Travel – Onsen Town (5)

After wiping off the moisture from my body and drying my hair with a hair dryer that can be used free of charge, I put on my yukata again and came out of the women’s bath.

“Eh~ Let’s take a picture together. Just one piece~”
“Hey, are you a foreigner? How long are you in Japan?”
“Awesome… The real height is different from Japanese people… Do you understand the word sexy? Sexy…”

Her sister couldn’t speak Japanese at all and couldn’t speak English, so she looked really tired.

“Huh… !”
“… My wife.”
“Ah… What is it, I got married… ?”
“It’s okay if I get married…”
“But… If that’s it… No, let’s go. A Japanese and a foreigner couple.”
“Ah, you must be angry, what should I do… I’m sorry~”

The girls who were flirting with my younger sister ran away in surprise as I blushed and trembled as I was embraced by my younger sister, and my younger sister was embarrassed when I suddenly grabbed her with both hands and clung to her body, shaking her.

“What’s wrong… ? Are you dizzy? Sick?”
“I’m not going to sleep… There… Haaaaa… Yes, there is no one…”

I trembled and looked up at her sister with wet eyes, and her sister hugged me and led me to the vending machine in the corner next to the bath as if to support me.
When I went to a place where there were no people at all, I immediately let out the breath I had been holding in and my legs lost strength, and her brother hugged me around the waist and stayed still.

“Haaaaa… Haaaaa…”

Trembling, my sister grabbed her by the shoulder and hugged her, and I left in front of others. I let out a small cry like a cat even though my eyes were wet with shame.
Her sister hugged me in surprise and then looked around her, then put her hand on my chin and looked down at my blushing face and said in a really embarrassed voice.

“If… Went… ?”
“Sorry, sorry…”

I was so ashamed that I had barely hugged and even left in front of others, so I apologized with my mouth slightly open, with tears streaming down my eyes. I took him to the elevator and walked him.
After confirming that there was no one in front of the elevator, the younger brother waited for the elevator… I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t say anything, so I asked in a kind voice that made me feel even more embarrassed just hearing it, making me feel like crying.

“… Shall we go up without eating?”
“I’m going to eat…”

I went up to the restaurant floor where the buffet was prepared, got off the elevator, and followed my brother into the restaurant in a slightly dazed state.
The buffet restaurant had so many dishes prepared that I couldn’t even eat them all.

Inside the restaurant, there was a Japanese-style design with glass walls and an antique Western-style interior, only the space where dishes were prepared, feeling like a food stall. My younger brother and I got boiled potatoes made with vegetables from the village, sashimi prepared from live fish right in front of us, large fried shrimp and steak, and sat down to eat.

“This salt is green tea salt.”
“Do you sell these?”
“When I heard you talking to another customer earlier, the chef here said it was made by himself.”
“It’s good… My sister eats it too.”

Every shrimp tempura is fried with great care right in front of your eyes, and all the sauces are made by hand, so the restaurant is kept clean. It felt too luxurious to be called a buffet.
I ate seafood, local dishes, tempura, pickles, etc. Bringing dishes several times. Lastly, I brought yogurt that I fermented myself at the resort, and my brother finished the meal with warm tea and yokan.
While eating, I calmed down slowly as if the heat accumulated in my body cooled down, and when it was time to eat yogurt, I felt pretty good.

“It is delicious… Try the yogurt too!”
“It’s a buffet restaurant, but they seem to keep making dishes in small amounts. It doesn’t seem like a buffet, and the food is very luxurious… I guess all the customers come here to eat.”
“Ah… Originally, ryokans serve kaiseki cuisine, but… In the more expensive rooms, the chefs go into each room and explain the dishes, saying that a different menu is served every day.”
“… The buffet looks less good in comparison.”

The buffet was so luxurious and satisfying to the point of admiration that it fell short compared to more expensive and good meals.

“Do you want to take a walk in the garden?”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes! Even though I am full, I can move.”
“I didn’t ask for that…”

After eating, I went down to the lobby with my younger brother and walked around the garden.
There were quite a few people, and there were so many couples and married couples that before I knew it, my younger brother and I were taking pictures of ourselves as lovers, clinging to each other like everyone else, and taking pictures of us kissing each other.

“You can’t show your cell phone to others… ?”
“It’s okay because it’s stored on a password-protected web hard drive.”
“… Please share with me later. Jjook… Side…”

After taking a lot of affectionate pictures, the night got late, and I hid in the garden with my brother and kissed, then heard footsteps and came back into the building as if running away.

“… Do you want to play table tennis?”
“Bet?”
“Does the loser grant wishes?”
“… Can you afford it?”

Inside the building, there was not only an indoor garden and an artificial pond, but also a Japanese karaoke room with the words Karaoke written on it, a gift shop, a game center, and a table tennis room. I came out and saw the table tennis court and told my younger brother.
My younger brother suggested that we make a bet as if he was confident of winning, and I made a bet with him and started playing table tennis.

“No, why, like this… Do well?!”
“Ahahaha! I often played with the players in college! I lost every day!”
“Yes?! No… Look at me!”
“Then I won’t smash!”

Although I said that, I originally liked table tennis to wait defensively rather than aggressively, and after beating my younger brother with an overwhelming margin, I was excited to hold a ping-pong bat in one hand and hold out my empty hand to my younger brother to play V-Jar.

“I won!”
“Lost… No, I can’t win… Really…”

My younger brother was also very athletic and did well, but probably because he was inexperienced, he got flustered and hit the wrong ball even with a little spin.
I barely got sweaty and only got a little warm after I made my younger brother run as if I were joking around by sending a cooking ball from the spot. It was flowing.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…”

The younger brother, who brushed his wet hair back with his hand, closed his eyes slightly, caught his breath, and slowly approached me.

“Wish, what is it?”
“Yes yes? Yes?”

My younger brother stood in front of me and said while looking down in the shade with his back to the light so that it looked like a halo, making sure the light was blocked. I did it.
I stood still and glanced at my younger brother even though I was right in front of him. I covered my mouth with a ping-pong bat and said in a very shy manner without even realizing it.

“That, that… Kiss, kiss… Please…”
“… A kiss?”
“Pump, pip, on the cheek… Or, on the forehead…”
“Is that your wish?”

I remembered that I had kissed but never really expressed affection like this, so I said it even though I thought it was childish.
Then, the younger brother smiled as if he was seeing her younger sister, not her older sister, and then he stroked her hair until it got messy, then brushed her hair up so that her forehead was exposed, and kissed her sideways.

“Side, side, jjook, side…”
“Oh, wait, hey, once…”
“Ha… Jjook… Jjook…”
“Huh… Huh…”

My sister held my face with both of her hands and kissed her on the forehead, over the eyes, on the nose and on the cheek, then brought her lips to her neck and kissed her for a long time.
Embarrassed, I hugged my sister by the waist and trembled. As if feeling uncomfortable, I brushed my hair away, and the younger brother sucked his lips deeply again. I made eye contact with me.

“Ha… Ha… Ha…”

Half-closed, the younger sister, who had really dangerous eyes and bright eyes like a beast watching prey, her mouth gradually rose and licked her slightly open teeth with the tip of her tongue, looking at my eyes.
Then, little by little, her face came closer, and her lips, which were getting wet while nervous, made a clicking sound to her brother’s lips.