Lying in my bed watching the rays of sunlight trickling through the window blinds and into my room, I felt a depressive cloud hanging over me, causing me to sigh to myself.

My fists were still sore from the ass kicking I delivered to the whole Shi-kai gang yesterday at the host club.

I had lost control of my temper and just started beating the shit out of everyone but now thinking about it, I wasn't sure if I had made the right choice.

The guys were just trying to make a living.

Most of the kobuns in Shi-kai came from broken homes or were orphans like Higuchi so it wasn't like they had the education to have much options to choose from to make a living.

Maybe I should apologise to all of them next time I see them.

...

I think the thing that pissed me off the most was that none of them even recognised me in this body and didn't believe it was me at all.

I mean come on...

I went through so much hardship starting the gang from rock bottom and raising all of them to become the infamous Shi-kai that had ruled over the Shinjuku district.

But I guess if someone had told me the same story that was my current situation, I probably would had reacted the same way as Higuchi and laughed straight into their faces.

Ugh...

"Is something wrong, sis?"

"It's just..." I sighed, "I can't believe none of them recognised me at all..."

"Who didn't recognise you?"

"The gang... you know, the--"

I stopped, having turned around on the bed to see Saya lying under the blankets next to me, still dressed in her pajamas.

"The gang?" Saya repeated with a confused tilt of her head, "Like a group of your friends?"

I jumped up to a standing position on the bed, feeling as though I had been electrocuted, "Wh, what the hell are you doing in my bed, Saya?!?"

Saya laughed, seeing my reaction, "Come on, sis, it's not like we haven't slept together before!"

"What?! Are you saying that you were sleeping with me the whole night?!"

"No, I only came in just then," Saya giggled, "You looked like you were deep in your thoughts and had this sad look on your face so I crawled up next to you on the bed. You would had noticed me if I was sleeping with you the whole night!"

"I, I guess that's true..."

"Hey sis,"

"What is it, Saya...?"

"Come down here!"

"W, wha..."

Saya pulled me back down into the bed, covering the both of us under the blanket from the shoulder down.

We faced each other, lying side by side in silence, staring into each other's eyes for a moment.

Saya was really so pretty.

Her large marigold eyes stared deeply into me, surrounded by long dark eyelashes that fluttered every time she blinked.

Her cherry pink hair looked as soft as hay, falling past the sides of her dainty face with flawless skin.

And her strawberry lips pursed out to me enticingly...

No--!! What the fuck were you thinking, Takeru?!

I felt my cheeks heating up from my thoughts, and I tried to turn my face away but Saya reached out with her hand, grabbing the side of my face gently to stop me from pulling away.

"We really look alike, huh, sis...?" Saya breathed warmly, staring fixatedly into my face.

"Ye, yeah, of course we do...! We're sisters...!" I mumbled, wondering when the hell she was going to let me go.

Saya giggled, caressing the side of my face with her hand, "I still think you're much prettier than me though, sis."

"That's impossible..." I said, averting my glance sideways.

Then, Saya pulled her hand away from my face, causing me to let out a sigh of relief.

Until she moved her hands under the blankets to grab onto both my hands with hers, clasping them together and bringing our hands up from under the blankets.

"S, Saya...!--"

I started but then stopped, noticing the sad look on her face, her eyes glancing downwards.

"Doesn't this bring back memories from when we were kids...?" Saya reminsced, "We used to always sleep together on the same bed like this, sis..."

"Y, yeah..."

"Whenever I had nightmares or any problems on my mind, you were always the first person I would talk to, sis..."

"..."

She smiled sadly at me, her eyes still glancing downwards, "And, you used to do the same too..."

I fell silent, not knowing what to say.

"Saya..." I said.

Her long dark eyelashes flicked upwards as she glanced back up into my eyes.

She forced a painful smile on her face, "But, I guess we're not kids anymore, huh?"

She released her hold of my hands, getting up from the bed.

"S, Saya, that's not...!"

I started, wanting to say something to cheer her up but she interrupted me.

"It's okay, sis." She said, her back turned to me, standing at the side of the bed, "I know I have to grow up, and that I'm not a kid anymore. Mum and dad keep telling me the same thing. I can't keep clinging onto you every time I have a problem in my life."

Saya turned her head back, smiling genuinely at me, "I want to show you that I'm grown up too, sis, so that you can be proud of me!"

"Saya..." I said, smiling up at her gently.

Her words warmed my heart.

I never had any real family in my life, moving from household to household in between so many different distant relatives that I could hardly even remember any of their names, but for some reason or another, it felt like I could understand what Saya was going through.

"Anyways," Saya turned to face me fully with a smile, "Let's get dressed, sis, we should go out together today! It's such a beautiful day outside!"

"Of course," I laughed, still basking in the warmth in my heart, "I'm up for whatever you want to do, Saya!"

"In that case," Saya plopped herself down on the bed besides me, "How about we dress each other up?"

"No problem!--wait, what?"

"Why are you looking at me like that, sis?" Saya laughed, then casually reached her hands out to unbutton my pajama shirt, "We used to do it together all the time! It's fun to dress each other up!"

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"Huh? W, what about everything you said just then? About growing up?"

"Oh that? That doesn't mean we can't dress each other up, sis! Don't be silly, hahah! Maybe we should even take a shower together tonight too just like when we were kids!"

"Hahaha...!"

"Huh, just like I thought, sis... your chest is bigger than min--"

"NOT A CHANCE--!!"

I bellowed, kicking Saya out of the room, and closing the door behind her.

~x~

Walking around the lively streets of Shibuya with Saya by my side, the difference in our choice of clothing was as apparent as night and day.

Saya was dressed in a cute blue dress that modestly covered up most of her body but still emphasised her petite figure, while I was dressed in the same denim jeans as yesterday but with a different t-shirt on top.

She had her arm hooked around mine as we walked together, my hands held stiffly inside my pockets.

At least she didn't choose to go to Shinjuku.

I don't know what I would had done if we bumped into any of those idiot kobuns from the Shi-kai while walking around.

I sighed, rubbing my temples with my fingers just thinking about it.

"Hey you hot babes, are you looking for some hot guys to take care of your every needs?" A voice called out to us from behind.

Calm down, Takeru.

Saya is next to you.

Don't do anything rash.

"E, excuse us, we really aren't interested...!--" I started to say.

I turned around slowly with gritted teeth, then frozed like a stone statue when I saw Higuchi standing there, dressed in his host club outfit and holding the host club flyers.

Next to him were a few other kobuns from the Shi-kai, also dressed in host club outfits and holding flyers.

"Oiii, it's Kaya!" One of the kobuns said.

"No wonder that chick looked so familiar!" Another one laughed heartily.

"Kaya!" Higuchi grinned widely upon seeing me, "What are you doing here in Shibuya?"

I stood there in frozen silence for a few seconds while Saya blinked at the group of yakuzas with scars and tattoos all over their bodies, before glancing over at me confusedly, "Sis? Are these your friends...?"

No. Fucken. Way.

What the hell were these retards doing here in Shibuya?!

And why the fuck were they still working as hosts despite the ass kicking I gave them all yesterday...?!

Shit!

Saya was standing next to me right now so I had to act like Kaya!

But if this retard starts opening his mouth...!

"Kaya, I've been meaning to catch up with you after you left so suddenly yesterday!" Higuchi exclaimed with an invigorated look on his face, "I think I finally figured out what I was missing from your speech! After witnessing that gorilla-like power you showed to all the kobuns at the Shi-kai yesterday, it felt like I woke up this morning as a new man! What you truly meant was for us to pour out our yakuza heart and spirit into our jobs as a host, right? That's why we're out here working hard in Shibuya! All this time, I had been treating this job like a joke, but..."

"Saya, look behind you, it's Matsuda-sensei!"

"H, huh, where--?"

As soon as Saya turned her head around, I unhooked my arm away from her, then stepped up to Higuchi and the kobuns, throwing a wild kick that sent all of them flying into the air and into the river under the bridge that we were walking on.

Saya turned back to me, frowning, "Where was Matsuda-sensei? Are you sure you saw him, sis?"

"Sorry, Saya...! Looks like I saw the wrong person, hahah...!"

"Huh?" Saya blinked, glancing around in front of us, "Where did all your friends go, sis?"

"W, what are you talking about, Saya? They were just some random street hasslers! Come on, let's just keep going!"

"Oh, okay..."

I grabbed Saya's arm, dragging her as we continued along the streets of Shibuya.

After making sure we had travelled a far enough distance, I glanced around the shopping mall that we were now in, standing with Saya on the escalators that were going up to a higher level in the shopping mall.

Good.

There should be none of those idiot kobuns here...

"Saya," I said, watching Saya cautiously, "You didn't hear what those street hasslers were saying to us earlier, right...?"

"Hm? Oh, are you talking about that group of hosts that we bumped into?"

"Y, yeah..."

"Not really," Saya laughed, "They were talking so fast in such a weird lingo that I didn't really understand what they were saying!"

"Hahaha, right...!" I laughed nervously, then sighed in relief.

Thank god.

"They did know your name though, sis..." Saya added with a worried look, "Are you sure you didn't know those people...?"

"O, of course...! Why would I have friends like that, Saya...? Don't be ridiculous, hahah...!"

"That's a relief..." Saya sighed, placing a hand to her chest, "For a second, I thought they knew you because you went to those sort of things..."

"W, what?! No way...!"

We left the escalators, now going inside a clothes store that Saya wanted to look at.

Whilst Saya was looking at the clothes, I stood around a rack of discount clothes displayed near the outside of the store, glancing outside anxiously to watch out for the kobuns.

Just the thought of Saya getting mixed up with the kobuns was setting my heart on edge.

Who knew what would happen if one of those idiot kobuns mistook Saya for me since we looked so alike...

"Sis,"

"Hm?" I was still staring outside of the shop, pretending to look busy with the rack of clothes in front of me.

"Why are you looking at guys' clothes...?"

"Huh? What are you..."

I glanced back in front of me to see that I had unconsciously stood at the male clothing section, holding a collared shirt for guys in my hands.

Saya was blinking at me from the side confusedly.

"Hahaha! I, It's just that this shirt looked kinda cool!" I laughed nervously, quickly placing the shirt back, "N, not for me, of course! I was just thinking about getting it for a friend!"

"A guy friend...?" Saya said perplexed, then her face blushed bright red inadvertently with a gasp, "L, like a b, b, boyfriend...?!?"

"Aaahh! It's not what you think, Saya! It's just a friend! A completely platonic friend!"

Despite what I said, Saya still gave me a suspicious stare, the frown fixated on her face.

"Anyways... I found this dress that I thought would suit you, sis..." Saya said, showing me the dress that she was holding in her hands. "I mean... you didn't bring any clothing back from America, right...? You've just been wearing your old jeans and shirt all the time... So I thought you might like this dress..."

I stared at the sailor collar dress with a plaid bow, not knowing how to react.

"Um... yeah... it looks pretty good...!" I nodded, forcing a smile at Saya.

"R, really...?" Saya said, "Do you want to try it on then, sis?"

"Try it on...?" I repeated, trying to think of an excuse to say no but then seeing the excited look on Saya's face, I shook my head and nodded with a weak smile, "Sure, Saya..."

How could I say no to that face?

Saya was just excited to be shopping with her sister.

I didn't want to ruin her excitement by refusing despite how much I hated wearing women's clothing.

Following Saya to the back of the store where the dressing rooms were, I grabbed the dress off Saya before hurriedly scurrying to one of the dress rooms.

"Sis!" Saya called after me, "Do you need me to go in with yo--"

"No!"

Closing the curtains of the dressing room behind me, I quickly stripped out of my jeans and t-shirt so that I could get this over with as fast as possible.

Then, my eyes caught the mirror and I stood blankly for a second, staring at it.

Smooth, clear skin lit with a healthy glow, a perfect curvy body with a generous chest that looked akin to the body of a model.

...

What the hell are you doing?!?

My face heated up and I spun away from the mirror, trying desperately to avoid the temptation to look at the mirror.

Normally, I avoided the mirrors at home out of respect for Saya's sister, but being in a small dressing room with the mirror this close to me felt like torture.

Why was I being put through this...

...

Huh?

How the hell do I put on this dress...?

"Sis!" Saya's voice called out to me from outside again, "Are you okay? You've been in the dressing room for a while now...!"

"Y, yeah...!" I called back to her, trying to pull the dress over the top of me and failing, "I, it's just this damn dress...! I will be out in a bit...!"

"I'm coming in, okay?"

"Huh? What, no!--"

I glanced backwards, realised that the curtains for the dressing room had no lock, then watched in horror as Saya slipped inside from the side before I had the chance to react.

I was dressed in only my underwear, holding the dress to my body and frozen stiff.

"Jeez, sis, you should just say something straight away next time if you have problems with your clothes..." Saya said, closing the curtains behind her, "I could had came in to help you much earlier."

Saya turned around and glanced at me, her eyes moving down to my chest which was mostly covered by the dress I was holding.

"Er... sis, why aren't you wearing a bra...?" Saya said.

What the fuck was this situation?!

My mouth gaped open like I was having a seizure as I racked my brain for something to say.

Saya glanced behind me at the clothes hanging up, "Where's your bra, sis? Don't tell me you didn't wear one the whole day..."

"I, it's just super uncomfortable...!" I blurted out like a madman, "I, I thought it would be fine to not wear one today...!"

Saya glanced back at me, then her eyes moved down to my chest again, "Huh, really...? I thought with the size of your chest it would be more uncomfortable to not wea--"

"Anyways!" I quickly changed the topic, still blushing madly, "What are you doing here, Saya?! I thought I told you to wait outside!"

"You said you were having trouble with the dress," Saya said, then she made a move to grab the dress that I was using to cover my body, "So I came in to help you put it on."

"N, no!" I exclaimed in horror, tugging back at the dress, "It's fine, really, Saya!"

"Why are you acting so shy?" Saya pouted, not relenting, "You're acting like I've never seen you naked before!"

"T, that's when we were kids, right?! Anyways, we're adults now! So it's a bit...!"

"What?! Were you about to say it's gay?! How can it be gay?! We're sisters!"

"S, Saya...!"

It was no use.

Saya wasn't having any of it, and I was defenceless without my top.

"You have to unzip it here from the back first, see..."

She had taken the dress away from me, while I was standing in just my underwear with my arms covering my chest.

Why the hell was I even covering myself?!

This was so unmanly...

But it just felt extremely awkward to show the girl you like your breasts... even though this wasn't my body and I didn't actually have breasts...

"Put your arms up, sis," Saya said, glancing up at me.

"Huh?"

"I need to pull the dress over the top of you, but I can't do it if your arms are at your chest like that," Saya pouted.

"F, fine..."

Just calm down, Takeru...

You're only doing this for Saya...

You're still a manly yakuza...

"Wah--!"

Saya let out a sharp cry as she fell forward while she was trying to pull the dress over me, pushing me backwards and down onto the small bench inside the dressing room.

My back hit against the wall as I fell down to a sitting position on the bench, then Saya fell on top of me, sitting down on my thighs, facing me.

She wrapped her arms around my back instinctively to stop herself from falling and I felt my naked chest pressing onto her soft petite body that was pushing up against mine.

Somehow, it seems she ended up sitting on my lap, hugging me face forward, while I was completely naked except for my underwear.

"..."

We stared into each other's face in stunned silence, our lips about a breath away from each other.