My Sister was turned in a Kitsune! 3 - (Brand New Animal, Human!MC)

It's been a few... tense days.

I wouldn't say that I came to be unnerved to cover for my sister's odd conditions, but I have to admit that adapting to her new situation was weird on a personal level but also on a more 'social-wide' level. On the former, the issues came in the form of her new appearance also giving her more gripes to take care of- such as taking proper care of her fur, and also handle the chance of it clogging the tub.

The first time I had to handle that sort of plumbing issue left me a bit awkward as I could tell that some of that fur had been on my sister's body. Nazuna had been there to see the task being done, with the pinkette taking notes on the chore itself so she didn't have to ask for my help.

I didn't ask her to be autonomous about it, rather she was self-conscious of letting others take the slack she was supposed to handle.

Usually that wouldn't be an issue for me to shrug away and take care of myself, but something else was different about Nazuna's body. It wasn't just 'bigger', but it seemed to be brimming with energy that the introvert wasn't accustomed to have.

I caught her doing some basic exercises after that first day of being a kitsune, and it became a habit as she wanted to 'take control of her new body'. This also meant training her unusual 'transformation' ability. She could revert to her human form, with the main difference being about her hair and eye color being 'stuck' in a specific color palette that was unusual compared to her 'previous self'.

That didn't make Nazuna any less of what she still was, but it opened a varied scenario on how extensive this ability could go. Biology was not what I was focusing on in my studies, but maybe I could broach the argument with some friends from Uni.

It was a difficult choice as it meant exposing Nazuna to someone that may or may not be targeted as well. Likewise, I didn't want to cause hysteria. How many people here in this country could really handle that sort of news without flipping out? And I don't mean those that may panic and fear Nazuna, but also those that may be a bit too pleased with this turn of events.

It was no secret that one of the issues we had in our family was keeping Nazuna out of the hands of some shady individuals that wanted to be her agents. She could have solidly made a career as an idol as she had a brilliant voice and a pretty complex that endeared the many people around. But she was young, and she didn't have the kind of tough nature needed to endure through that sort of life. Too soft, too kind, and too gentle. Plus, Nazuna wanted to finish High School, something that both our parents agreed to let her do.

I was of the same mindset: she may have enough qualities to have success, but she lacked that sort of emotional strength to endure the backroom deals that life pushed for. And considering her current situation, that ship was permanently sailed.

Speaking of her condition on a social level, Nazuna had gone through some efforts to get more accustomed to her 'human form'. It took her two days to have it lasting for twelve hours or so, and she was back to school as to avoid drawing any surprises.

I had to leave Uni earlier these days to make it to pick her up and bring her home, but I had decided to adopt this change to our schedule: I may trust Nazuna to not get herself in an exposed spot, but it was best to not risk it. I looked around in these tense days for anyone tailing us, but I saw none of that.

I had thought about this unknown group tracking us down, but the truth is that Nazuna didn't have her proper ID at the time. It sounds weird considering how Japan worked with its strict ruling, but Nazuna had the habit to carry around her old ID with her old info- before she took in the Hiwatashi name and before she moved in the new home.

Ironically so, this clumsiness-induced behavior had potentially curbed any potential spying on us for the time being. It wasn't going to be a permanent thing, but I used this 'opportunity' to set up some small cameras all over the perimeter of the house.

Nothing too extensive and hi-tech, but enough for my DIY skills to shine and create a cheap but effective CCTV system to monitor once in a while. Beyond this and other limited worries in regard to how we were going to explain this to our parents, things were going relatively well for Nazuna and I.

Some of those habits we had still persisted despite the change, with our quality time of sitting by the couch to watch together some anime remaining unchanged. And today wasn't any different as I sat down to catch a break and enjoy some peace, while Nazuna had decided to pick a pillow, rest her head to the edge while having her feet sitting on my lap.

It was how it usually went, so I didn't complain even as she decided to not wear socks despite being still cold indoors. Fur and all of that truly made my understanding on how to worry for my step-sister quite tedious. Still, that wasn't the detail that mattered at that point.

I was a bit tired due to how intense those days had been, so I had contemplated falling asleep during the vision of this anime, eyes slowly closing when...

Boop.

Something cold and soft hit my face. Not too suddenly and it didn't hurt as it was meerely poking at me. I frowned as I pushed my eyes to open up and regard that strangely cold and smooth surface hitting my cheek and... I was greeted by two things: The pink beans under Nazuna's foot and... Nazuna's smug grin.

"Oniisan, whatcha doing?"

"Trying to catch a break?" I guessed and she booped my nose with her foot, beans really pressing against it as I scowled. "You know that those stinks, right?"

"...And?"

My eyes narrowed at that lackadaisical attitude. "And you're ruining it."

"...But beans soft~."

"And stinky."

"But..." Her lips twitched with growing mirth as she kept on pressing her foot. "Soooft~"

"Nazuna-"

"Yes, Oniichan~?" Her other foot was not pressing by my mouth and that's when I snapped in reaction. Wide-eyed, Nazuna turned to run as she noticed I took hold of her ankles, pulling her closer as she screamed in 'fear'. "N-No, wait- I didn't mean to- Pffthaahahahahaha~!"

Fur or not, Nazuna was still a ticklish moron. It felt odd to be aware of this, but the girl had tried to once prank me by trying to find my 'ticklish spots'. What she achieved was my counter in learning that she was pretty much ticklish everywhere.

A tickle session ensued, and the girl tried but failed to fight back and run away from my reach. She surrendered, soon hugging me as her head was burrowing against my shirt as we cuddled up in the couch and... I hummed.

"Nazu, how are you?"

The girl's amusement partly vanished at the question, and she was quiet for a few moments before sighing.

"I miss Michiru."

I slowly nodded at this, but I remember that we both heard some good news. The police investigation over the truck that took her confirmed that Michiru somehow broke free from her restraints and made the vehicle derail. There were no traces of her- actually, mostly everyone was removed from the scene with the sole exception of the deceased driver.

We couldn't get any further news since the case had been upgraded to an outright armed kidnapping case and the police wanted to act on this as cleanly and privately as possible. What we knew deep down was that Michiru was free and around somehow - maybe also transformed like Nazuna was.

"She will be alright."

Nazuna merely nodded as she cuddled some more with me while we watched the anime as quietly as possible.

...

But not without one last thought on a detail I hadn't realized up until that very moment.

"Nazu?"

She yawned. "Yes?"

"...You are purring."

I felt her tense up a bit and then... chuckle while nuzzling against my check.

"Neat~."

AN

Next time, Nazuna POV as she ends up facing some trouble, but makes a surprising discovery to turn this tense situation in a more manageable one. For her step-bro this and more!