After she spoke, Margaret slumped onto my shoulder, panting for a moment.

Then she said, almost weeping:

"Big sister has said her piece .. then .. Atu ... "

The girl's voice grew fainter, until it could barely be heard.

"How do you feel about your big sister?"

As she finished, I distinctly felt the girl's body tense up. It seemed she bit her lips and a whimpering sound came from her clenched teeth.

It was apparent that she was anxious, anticipatory... and a bit frightened.

Frightened ... to hear the answer she cannot accept.

Though no favor is harder to bear than a kindness delayed ...

But at this moment, there is a perfect girl, who is professing feelings for you so passionately ...

This person is a neighbor's big sister who has cared for you, shown concern for you, loved you since childhood.

How could I refuse such a confession?

After a moment of contemplation, I placed my hand on the girl's arm that was on my chest, and then on her tender hand, holding it tightly.

"I like you, Sister Margaret."

I said without any hesitation.

Because nothing could be truer, this is my real feeling.

"Really...Really?" the girl still asked with somewhat disbelief, "Not like...as family..."

"No ... I like you as a man likes a woman ... I always consider you as my own family ... "

As I said this, I suddenly turned around, pulled the girl into my arms, and whispered into her ear:

"But...I look forward to becoming 'a real family' with you in the near future..."

Suddenly, Margaret's face flushed bright red.

She kept her eyes wide open, her fair cheeks were filled with joy. But soon she started to whimper and shook:

"Atu ... you make me so happy..."

After she spoke, she opened her pink lips and bit down onto my shoulder without any hesitation.

Ouch! Sister, are you a puppy or something?

It's okay to be happy...but why bite someone?!

If you want to bite, don't make it so hard.

Now look, I'm bleeding! This is my "Iron Curtain Body" that I've built over five years under the torment of an old jerk, even arrows couldn't penetrate...but you, sister, just easily bit through...

Just how much strength did you use?

Actually, if possible... I'd rather sister help me by biting another place, a little bit lower... cough, as long as you don't bite this hard ...

Noticing the girl's bite was getting stronger, and she showed no sign of letting go.

I had no choice but to gently stroke her back, trying to soothe her:

"There, there... it's okay, sis...you can let go now..."

"I wone't...let go..." (No, I won't let go)

Margaret still bit down on my shoulder, speaking somewhat unclearly.

Later, somewhat dispirited, she opened her mouth.

"Why doesn't it hurt no matter how much I bite... I must be dreaming! uhuhuhuh ..."

My good big sister, no problem with determining a dream by the sense of pain ...

But the problem is that - you are biting my shoulder!

If you feel the pain, then this would be weird, right?!

"Why do I still don't feel anything?"

The girl said blankly to herself.

She pouted, somewhat dissatisfied:

"I won't accept this! I won't accept this! Atu has clearly accepted my feelings... I absolutely won't believe this is a dream!"

"It must be that I didn't bite hard enough!"

With that said, Margaret grabbed my shoulder again and bit down on it.

Ouch!

Big sister, are you trying to bite me to death!"Uh....uh...." The girl seemed a bit annoyed, she increased her strength, her neat silver teeth flexing back and forth as if she wanted to bite a piece of meat off me...no, not like! It is exactly like that! "Sis! Sis! Let go! You're not dreaming!" I cried out in pain, but the girl did not seem to have the intention of letting go. Left with no choice, I reached out my hand towards the girl's ticklish spot and scratched crazily. "Ah——" Caught off guard by my sudden attack, the girl immediately let go of my shoulder, "Ah....hahaha....Atu you... stop... you can't... hahaha..." Margaret trembled with laughter in response to my relentless tickling. Her body rocked back and forth as she splashed her arms and legs against the water, causing it to splash. Hehe...Margaret sis is ticklish, a secret I've known since childhood! I didn't expect it to come in handy now! "Sis... Do you know you're not dreaming now?" I said to Margaret with a smirk, then extended my finger towards the girl's stomach, scratching around her belly button. "No... Stop... Atu, please stop... I... I can't handle it anymore..." Margaret laughed so much that tears came out, continuously begging me to stop. As I continued to tease her with my nimble fingers, her soft belly contracted sensitively, trying to evade the deadly tickle. Hmm... what bad lines. It's just tickling, yet, it felt a bit risqué... After all, we're in a bath... I'm not wearing anything, right? Seeing that I have achieved my goal, I stopped tickling. "Ha... ha..." Margaret leaned against the pool wall, panting heavily. Realizing what had just happened, she angrily grabbed my ear, and twisted it a few times, and said, shouting "You just enjoy teasing your sis!" "Ouch, ouch, be gentle..." I managed to free myself from her grip, pointing at the scarlet bite mark on my right shoulder, speaking helplessly, "If I hadn’t, you might have really bitten a chunk off me..." "So what? It’s just a mark... My Atu, I can do whatever I want!" Margaret indignantly responded. After she finished speaking, she declared her sovereignty by wrapping her body around mine and biting me on the neck. "Ugh... it's dreamlike! Atu also likes me.... Sis... I'm so happy!" Margaret nestled against my shoulder, wiping away her tear with her hand as if she was crying tears of joy. "Sis... you're still dreaming... You like to bite people in your dreams..." I teased her half-heartedly. "Who's dreaming? You're the one dreaming, Atu..." The girl glanced at me irritably, then grabbed my neck and gave it a peck.