This story takes place in September, a few months after the end of Oreimo. To recap: Kyousuke and Kirino dated for a few months, but broke it off when they graduated in March. There's a short bonus story where they meet with their friends in the summer, but otherwise nothing official. The author said something like "please use your imagination for what happens afterward" so that's what I'm going to do.

Warning: this story might be kind of depressing. There's also some "mature content" of the type of stuff that teenagers do.

Basically, I think that Kyousuke and Kirino are both fools who let their emotions run wild. They're going to ruin their lives, and hurt everyone around them. People often criticize Oreimo for ending where it did, and the way it did, with them breaking up. I think the author wanted to keep the story fairly light and happy, and there was no way to make a happy ending except to end it there. I wanted to show how their relationship would inevitably go down a bad path, if they continued it.

Style-wise, I tried to write in the style of the (translated) light novels, so some of this sounds unnatural in English. When they talk, it mostly doesn't say who's talking, you have to figure it out from context. Let me know if anything is confusing.

My name is Kyousuke Kousaka. I'm a perfectly normal guy, so normal that it's almost abnormal. I have normal looks, normal intelligence, and a normal lifestyle. I live in a normal house in suburban Chiba (near Tokyo), where I live with my normal, middle-class family: me, my sister, and our mom and dad. I'm a student, and I don't really have any hobbies except studying and watching TV.

Some people might say that it's boring, but I really like being normal. I take pride in it. I think it's a sign that I'm well adjusted to our modern society, and that I follow the rules which have been worked out over time. I don't have any special talents, but at least I don't have any flaws. I don't make trouble for anyone else, and I'm on may way to becoming a good, useful member of society.

...At least, that's how I used to think. To be honest, I have some dark history. I don't want to talk about it right now, but let's just say I was briefly in a relationship that most people wouldn't approve of. It ended a while ago, and I'm still sorting out my feelings about it.

Anyway, I graduated high school, and so far college is pretty easy. I haven't made any friends or joined any clubs there. I pretty much just go straight home after classes, and live here in my room like a NEET. That's another way that I'm not normal anymore. But if I left my room, I might run into my family members... and then things always feel awkward.

I'm sitting at my desk now, writing this. There's not much in my room except this desk and my bed. Well... and the case full of little-sister figurines of course, which I keep carefully hidden under a cloth.

Thinking of those figurines makes me think of... her, the person who gave them to me. I look over at the bed, remembering the time that she recreated an eroge scene by sneaking in to lie in the bed with me before I woke up. At the time, I handled it badly and she got mad at me. But what if I was smooth, like the protagonists in eroge? Kirino said she just wanted to see how I'd react, but maybe she was lying. Maybe if I had been cooler about it, she would have actually... done some H stuff with me?

No, don't think about that! I promised her that I wouldn't, and besides, that way lies madness. Remember your motto, Kyousuke: normal life is best life.

Just as I finished thinking that... SHE came in.

"Oi! You!" she said.

"Hi... you." That was me. Neither of us knew what to call each other now.

"Mom wants to know when you'll be down for breakfast. Aren't you getting up too late these days?"

"Give me a break, I'm on vacation now. And I'll be down soon." Saying that, I glanced at the clock. I guess it was kind of late- about 10 o'clock.

"That's no excuse! You need to keep up your discipline, no matter what!

"Well, I'm no model or athlete. I'm basically just a NEET right now, like a lot of the guys who buy and review those eroge you love so much."

She flushed. I couldn't tell if she was angry or embarrassed.

"Hey, at least those guys have a hobby that they're passionate about! You're just being lazy. That said... are you playing any these days?" She suddenly seemed very interested.

I gulped. I hated to admit it but... I actually was. It's not like I had anything else to do.

"Uh... yeah, one."

"Which one, which one? 'Little Sister Act'? 'My Sister, My Lover'? 'Sister All The Way'?"

"Uh... no, none of those. Wait, are those all new titles that have come out just in the last month, since I last talked to you about this stuff?"

"Of course! The world of imouto eroge is non-stop! So anyway, if it's not a new one, which one are you playing? Are you replaying Sis x Sis?"

"No, not that one either. Nevermind, it's not important."

"Not important?" She snarled, showing a canine. "I need to know whether you have good taste or if you're wasting time on shit games."

"Well, now I'm not going to tell you."

Tactical error. After I said that, she dove under my bed before I could stop her. Dammit, I really needed to get a better hiding place! I wanted to pull her out before she could find it, but I was also distracted by her model-tier butt, which was just barely covered by a pleated skirt as she wriggled around under my bed.

"Ha! Got it!" She said, and stood up triumphantly. "Eh, what the hell is this!" She held up a game that I had been playing recently, 'Glasses Girl Party'.

"Um, aren't your imouto eroge much more perverted? This is actually a pretty normal thing for a guy to be interested in." I don't know how common a glasses fetish is, but it's more common than imouto, right? Please tell me that it is.

Kirino stared at me with the force of the sun. "No, my imouto eroge are about true love, a love so pure that it conquers all obstacles. This is just your beastly lust. I think you need my help to set you on the right path again."

Kirino ran to her room, still carrying my game, and returned with a different one. Before I could argue, she pressed into my hands and simply said "Play it!" Then she left again.

It was, of course, an imouto-themed eroge, the genre that she loved so much. The box was huge, with a very moe illustration of two young-looking anime girls on the front. They were wearing school uniforms, and their faces looked angelic, even though they were posing with their hips out and their chests pressed against each other. The title was "Return to the Little Sisters".

I held it in my hands, thinking. I hated to admit it, but I did want to play this game. First because I was kind of bored with nothing to do right now. Second, well, it's not like I wasn't tempted by the illustration on the box, and the promise that I might be able to see more of those girls. But mostly, because it was Kirino's request... or should I say order? And I could never say no to that girl.

But still, shouldn't I say no this time? We had agreed to end "that" relationship and never speak of it again. It was imouto eroge that first drew us together. And while I'm grateful to them for helping us repair our broken sibling relationship, I was also scared of going beyond that.

"Remember your motto, Kyousuke", I said to myself. "A normal life is the best life". I stuck the box under my bed, in my "secret" hiding spot that apparently everyone knew about.

I was annoyed that Kirino had taken away the eroge I was playing, "Glasses Girl Harem". That one counts as normal, right? And I had just gotten to a really good part, too. I was on a birthday date with one of the girls (a mild-mannered, brown-haired childhoold-friend type girl) and we'd gotten trapped in an abandoned building which luckily had some candles and also a bed inside. How come real life never conveniently helps with romance like that? I guess that's why man goes to the trouble of creating eroge.

Well then. Nothing to do. I had no job, no homework, and no social plans today. For a while I tried to use my time usefully by studying English, but it was hopeless. "Why did God make such a terrible language?" I lamented for the hundredth time, the way I always did when I tried to study English.

And now I was bored. I glanced at the bed, at the "forbidden box." Well, since there really wasn't anything else for me to do... I turned on the computer.

A bit later, I had installed the game and was looking at the intro screen. Bright, cheery music played through my headphones (I could only pray that no family members came into my room while I was playing this). The story seemed pretty typical. Some guy is living alone when suddenly his two little sisters come to live with him for some reason. They were separated at birth and never knew each other until now. The society of eroge world must be very dysfunctional, since that sort of thing happens all the time.

After playing a while, I came to an important decision where I had to choose between the girls. We were all sitting on the couch watching TV (with the protagonist in the center, between them). One wanted to watch a cute anime, the other wanted to watch a horror movie. I tried to compromise by saying we'd watch half of each, but of course they rejected that solution. So I had to choose, and probably set the route for the rest of the game.

I hesitated a bit, then chose the cute anime. The one sister rejoiced, the other sulked and left the room. I'm not sure why I made that choice, exactly- maybe I wasn't in the mood for horror right now? Or maybe I just thought the one sister's face was prettier.

Anyway, the game continued. We watched the show together, me (the game protagonist) and the sister. She lay down on the couch, sideways, and since she was wearing a skirt I could see a lot of her legs. Now the game gave me another choice:

[ 1: Cover her with a blanket ]

[ 2: Look up her skirt ]

Another difficult decision! 1 is the honorable decision, of course, and you should definitely do that in real life. But this wasn't real life, this was an eroge, so the rules weren't as clear here. There's probably some crazy bad twist that would happen if I chose 1, so I went with 2. Please don't misunderstand me, I'm just using my experience with these games to play it safe.

But there was no twist. It did exactly what it said it was going to do. The protagonist looked up her skirt, and it showed me a very lewd close-up picture of her thighs and panties. Maybe I did something wrong? I decided to reload from an earlier point, but first I saved it here, just in case.

...And then I felt a sharp pain as someone smacked me in the back of the head. I turned around and there was Kirino, with her arms crossed, looking extremely angry. Damn headphones! Those things are dangerous. I had never even noticed her coming into my room, and she had entered at the worst possible moment.

"Why did you make that choice! You stupid pervert!"

"I just thought that something bad would happen with the other choice!"

"Hmph! Well, it is true that with that choice, the house burns down. But even so! You should have tried the blanket first! You just immediately went for the most perverted option! And then you saved so you could come back to stare at her panties whenever you want!"

"No I didn't! That's a lie! I just wanted to try the other option before continuing! And why are you in my room, anyway?"

She flushed. "I just... needed to see which choices you had made, and which route you were on. I needed to make sure you were on the right path."

"What do you mean, the right path? It's just a game, aren't I free to take whatever path I want?"

"No!" Now she looked angry. "These are real girls, with real emotions! You need to cherish and protect them! Akiko is the cutest, so I'm glad you chose her over that gloomy Mariko girl. But then... just now... you!"

"I... what?"

She looked away, and suddenly seemed very timid. "...Did you like it?" She said in a much softer voice than before.

"You mean... the image of looking up Akiko's skirt?"

"Yeah."

"Um. Of course I liked it. I'm a normal guy, after all. And she's very pretty."

"Do you think she's prettier than me?"

What a strange question. How do you compare a game character to a real person? But I knew that would make her mad, so I simply said "No, you're prettier than her."

She paused, and then said something outrageous. "Does that mean you'd like seeing me like that, too?"

What a dangerous question! If I say no, she'll kill me for implying that she's uglier than a game character. But yes is even more dangerous.

"Didn't we agree to end that sort of relationship between us?"

"Yes! And we did. Please don't misunderstand me, I'm not suggesting anything. I just want to know how your perverted mind works, so I can defend myself against you."

At this point, I was getting kind of mad. First she stole my game and forced this other one on me. Then she snuck in and spied on me. Now she insults me like this!? So I responded with fire:

"Then, yes! I would, OK!? I'm a normal guy, and you're a very pretty girl, so of course I'd like to look up your skirt and see your panties like that. It made me really angry that you were my 'girlfriend' for a while but wouldn't let me do any H stuff like that! We only held hands and kissed once, most guys wouldn't even count that as a real relationship!"

"Ha!? Now you've said something unforgivable. So it doesn't count as a real relationship unless you see my panties?"

"Uh, that's not exactly what I meant..."

"Fine."

"Huh?"

She was blushing bright red, but stared me straight in the eyes. "Then, look". She slowly, slowly, reached down and lifted up the front of her skirt. I saw first the thighs of her long, perfectly toned legs. And then, a triangle of plain white cotton, just barely concealing her nether regions.

She held it up for a few seconds, while I stared in shock. Then she let it drop. There was an awkward silence for a while. Finally she spoke:

"Well... did you like it?"

"Yeah. Your whole body is super kawaii."

"So are you satisfied now?"

"Eh, you should leave now." I didn't want to answer that question.

"Huh? Could it be that you're still not satisfied? That your perversion knows no limits?"

"A girl like you couldn't possibly understand. Please leave."

"No! tell me what it is that I can't understand!"

"What's the point of telling you something that you can't understand!?"

She walked over to me, and started speaking almost directly into my face, in a very hostile way. "Because I just did something very embarrassing for you, so now you need to be honest with me."

I gulped, and decided to be honest with her. "Well, of course I'm not satisfied. I went through hell to be with you. We only got to 'date' for a short time, and then we broke it off and have to pretend like nothing happened, forever. There's no way one panty flash can make up for that! Although I did like it."

"... I... feel that way too."

"Huh? You want me to do a panty flash for you, too?"

Maybe the wrong time for a joke. She slapped me, very hard, across the face! But she didn't back down.

"...let me spend the night here."

I gulped. Did she really just say that? My danger sense was going crazy. What was happening to my happy, normal life!

I guess Kirino got mad at seeing me hesitate. "Don't misunderstand me! I'm not going to do any more stuff like that for you. I just worried you might be lonely, since you're not going to school anymore and all your female friends suddenly abandoned you."

"Hey, you don't have to say it like that!" Although it was true. Kuroneko, Ayase, Saori, Kanako, and even Manami who had been my friend since childhood, they had all stopped talking talking to me lately.

"But you're not denying it, right?" She smiled triumphantly. "Right then, that's settled.. Here are the rules. You'll be on the side of the bed by the wall, and I'll be on the near side. Don't cross the line down the center. Don't look at me, keep your face away. And don't talk to me either, not until the alarm clock goes off. Then, close your eyes while I get up to leave."

"What's the point of staying here if there's so many rules? It's not like I haven't seen you without makeup already, if that's what you're worried about."

"Eh? Are you still not satisfied!? Even though I'm generously coming here to comfort you, you still want more? Are you really that perverted?"

"No, no. It's fine. Just this much means a lot to me. Thanks."

As usual, any frank emotion made her embarrassed. "Don't mention it." She said quietly.

Another awkward pause. Then I said "So uh, shall we go to bed now?" I really didn't want to play eroge with her again, and it's not like I had anything else to do.

"OK".

We had both already prepared for bed, so there wasn't much to do. I turned off the lights and got in. I slide over against the wall and faced towards it, like she had instructed, so I couldn't see anything. But I heard the sounds of her getting in next to me.

Even though I was the one who proposed going to bed, I wasn't really sleepy yet. So I just lay there on my side, motionless. She must have been, too, since I couldn't hear her. There was no way for me to even know she was there. Had she really meant all those rules about not looking at her or talking to her? Sometimes that girl didn't say what she really meant. I decided to give it a test.

"Oi."

Please forgive me, I'm not a gifted speaker.

"Oi, you." That was her response. She didn't sound angry, though.

"Are you asleep?"

"What a stupid question. Obviously I'm not asleep if I'm talking to you." Her tone was gentle, though.

"Our mutual friends... do they still talk to you?" I meant the girls that I referred to earlier. They'd all started off as her friends, but at some point they'd changed to being my friends too I think. Except that recently they all stopped talking to me.

"The black one still does." That meant Kuroneko. "I guess she doesn't have anyone else. The others... no, not really."

What a sad development! My sister, who had always been popular, was suddenly alone. And it was partly my fault.

"I'm sorry."

"Eh, what are you apologizing for? I'm just too busy to waste time with those idiots."

"Well... isn't it partly my fault? I did some things that must have really shocked them."

"...Yeah. They all said they'd accept it but... after we told them, they didn't really treat me the same anymore."

"Maybe we shouldn't have told them"

"No, we had to tell them. When I was living with secrets, I hated it. I couldn't keep living my life that way. I need to be honest and open about who I am."

"So was it worth it?"

"Eh, it wasn't really a choice. They would have found out eventually, just like you and dad found out about my eroge even though I tried to hide it. It's OK. I'll just make new friends. There are plenty of imouto eroge fans who will understand me."

"That sounds really dangerous! Are you going to be friends with middle-aged men who play perverted games?"

"Don't call them perverted! And um... yeah the fans are mostly adult men but... there must be a few girls my age, right?"

"I don't know about that. You're not even legally supposed to be buying those things. Why don't you play otome games like other girls your age?"

"Hmm, I don't know why, but those never really appealed to me. I just love imouto characters so much! The boys in otome games are so fake and unrealistic."

"I think you have a biased perspective if you think eroge characters are 'realistic'."

"Not *literally* realistic! Of course their character is exaggerated, and the plot is too convenient. But those are just literary devices to help us appreciate their cuteness and pure love!" She was wide awake now. Passionate as always when talking about her eroge.

"Hmm, ok. And... if it's cuteness and pure love that you like... why does it have to be eroge? Can't you play galge?" I had always wondered about that, but never quite managed to ask her directly.

"Galge is... eh" she waved her hand. "I do play some, but it's not the same. Art cannot be censored! When you place a physical limit on it like that, it limits everything else too. Their love becomes childish and fake."

That kind of made sense. But I still had my doubts. "Are you sure you're not just enjoying the H scenes?"

She didn't say anything. I tried again: "You can tell me, I won't judge you or make fun of you for it."

Very softly she said "Yeah, I like the H scenes too."

I had always suspected so, but it still shocked me to hear her admit it. She was being surprisingly honest and straightforward, tonight.

She continued speaking: "It's a part of love, isn't it? When you're in love with someone, you want to do those things with them. Touching them, seeing them naked, making each other feel good. And I do love those girls."

Finally she said something I could relate to. "I get that! I totally get that! I totally agree!"

"Huh? When did you ever a feel a pure love like that? I thought you didn't understand eroge."

"Are you serious? What about when we got married? We went through so much struggle and pain to make that happen, just for one perfect moment. Isn't that true love?"

"Hmm... I guess so. Well, it was a good effort, at least."

"But then we just kissed once and ended it. Our relationship was an all-ages rated galge."

"You... you! You've just said something unforgivable!"

"Why? It's true, isn't it?"

"It's true that we didn't do anything that would require an age restriction. But still! Don't compare it to the stilted, limited, censored world of galge!"

"Well... that's what I tried to tell you earlier. I feel like our relationship was... limited, because it was so short. And besides, like you just said, when you're in love you want to make each other feel good physically, too, right?"

"Hmm, but I just showed you my panties, like an H scene in a game. Isn't that enough to satisfy you? Besides, our relationship ended. We're just siblings now."

"Yeah that was awesome!" I knew I was being crazy, but I had to be honest. "Your body is so beautiful and erotic. I've seen it before in your swimsuit photos, but the real thing in person is much better! And somehow panties instead of a swimsuit is even more sexy."

Awkward silence. I blushed. I couldn't believe I had just said all that! I felt a strong urge to run away.

"You... you're not looking at me right now, right? You're still facing the wall?"

Why was she asking that? "Yeah."

"Ok then. Keep facing the wall, Don't you dare look this way, or I really will kill you."

"I swear I'm not looking. But why? Why does it matter?"

I felt a light touch on my back. She was touching my back! And then she spoke, very softly, but directly into my ear. "You wanted some H stuff as a reward for finishing the marriage route, right? I think you just need to satisfy your animal lust so that you can appreciate true love."

Was she saying what I think she was saying? "Um... yes."

She moved closer. I felt something round and soft squish against my back, as her hand reached around over my chest.

"Since you never cleared 'Let's Fall in Love with Imouto', you probably didn't see it. You know how sometimes Shiori-chan wakes up in your bed? There's a route that leads to doing H stuff with her there."

"What? You can have sex with Shiori-chan!?" I couldn't believe it, I thought I'd tried everything.

"No. Not sex. But... she loves her brother, and understands his physical needs, so she wants to help him feel good."

"Feel good... how?"

"Like this" She said. And slowly... slowly... moved her hand down my stomach. And she didn't stop, until it was directly on my crotch. When that girl puts her mind to something, she doesn't back down!

"Mgua" I moaned. I couldn't say anything coherent. She wasn't really doing anything, but just the feel of her hand there, and the situation, was so erotic. I felt like I had grown a new bone out of my lower body.

She reached her hand in under my pants and very gently touched the head of my penis. "Did you like the scene of Shiori-chan changing?"

"Yes!" Her hand slid lower, touching the shaft.

"And what about in Sis x Sis, Rin-chan, the sex scene with her? Did you see it?" Her hand was wrapped around my shaft now, encasing me in its warmth.

"Yes! Oh my god it was so hot!"

"And what about when I showed you my panties tonight?"

"Yes! That was the most erotic thing I've ever seen in my life!"

"Ah, was it? Good! As expected, my body is the best!" She sounded very proud. "Um... what should I do now?"

"You don't know?"

"Baka! Obviously I've never done this before. And I don't have one. So... what do you want me to do?"

"Um. Keep gripping it like you are now. And uh, move your hand up and down."

"Ok. Then, keep thinking about my body and I'll make you feel good."

As she said that, she began squeezing and tugging on my dick. She was very awkward at it, so even though I was incredibly turned on, it was more painful than pleasurable. After a while it started to really chafe. I didn't want her to stop, but I felt I had to say something.

"Um... could you do it differently?" I asked.

"Huh? What do you mean? I thought guys liked this."

"We do, but, um... you're kind of hurting me. Can you do it more gently?"

She paused, and then started doing it very slowly and weakly, so I could barely feel it. "Like this?"

"Uh, no.. um.. it's hard to explain. Can I show you?"

She didn't answer, so I took that for a yes. I put my hand over hers, and moved it in a more natural way. For just a few seconds, with the softness of her hand there on my favorite body part, moving the way I liked, I was in heaven. But then-

"Baka! Hentai!" She pulled her hand away.

"Uh, sorry. Did I do something wrong!" I felt guilty, but I also still wanted to do more.

She said nothing, but clicked tongue. Why would this girl never explain anything to me properly?

I turned towards her. "Look, I'm really sorry if I embarrassed you, it's just that you were kind of hurting me and-"

"Baka! I told you not to look this way!" Oh, right, she did say that didn't she? I had forgotten.

She jumped out of bed. "Whatever! I don't want to spend the night here with a baka like you! I gave you way too much already! Goodnight!" And before I could argue, she left and went back to her room.

It took me a long time to fall asleep after that. My body still wanted more, in fact it was screaming at me to follow her back to her room and continue things with her. But I didn't quite dare to go in there. I also didn't want to, uh, take care of myself, because I was still fantasizing that she might come back and do it for me. At the same time, I was angry and disgusted with myself for doing such a strange thing with my own sister. With all these thoughts and feelings swirling around my head, I finally fell asleep, very late at night.