Izonshou no Ane

My beloved little brother, Tsu-kun, is crying. “Sis,...... sorry, nee,...... sorry,......” He was sobbing like a child, with lots of tears in his eyes while he was sniffing his nose. I gently pressed my lips to the forehead of such a sweet and lovely Tsu-kun. I was so happy to see him. It's okay, Tsu-kun, I don't mind, okay?　Don't cry. Forgetting about wiping away the semen that was overflowing from my secret place with a tissue, I just held my brother in my arms. This is a twisted love story between a broken brother and an older sister who accepts everything.