Nekoronii

Part 4: Hour

You stand awkwardly, arms still carrying the collectively heavy groceries...sweat trickles down your face, you're not sure if its all the weight or the fact that this new woman, Hour, showed up to you...your eyes carefully inspect her. For starters. Her face looks a little more mature than Minute who looked like she was just 18 where as Hour looks like she's in her mid 20's. Same cat ears and tail but...her body was a lot more...voluptuous her breasts being at least E-cups...maybe bigger? She also had wide hips...you shake off the shape of her body and return your eyes to hers...

For whatever reason she looks spaced out, almost tired. As opposed to Minute who always looked sharp and on top of everything...another thing to note...she's a mess. There's twigs and leaves in her hair, her uniform is muddy, and tattered at the bottom... and she has a few scrapes on her hands...
“What the hell happened to you?” you ask without thinking. She stairs at you blankly before slowly sliding her eyes looking up trying to remember...
“I think on my way here...I tripped and fell into a bush, and then someone was cutting some branches off their tree one of which smacked into my head, I tried to pet a dog and it attacked me, and a car drove into a puddle which splashed me in muddy water.” hearing all this you can't help but feel bad for her. Second got mailed to you, and Minute you assume made the same voyage to your house, but she never mentioned it being troublesome for her.

“By the way, has my younger sister...the older younger sister made it to your place yet? I left not long after her...” her words strike you as odd...you cock an eyebrow
“She's been at my place for two days now...you left shortly after her?” Hour nods.
“I lost my note that told me your address...so I walked around this block since then”
“You walked around this block? For two days straight?” you can't help but ask...she looks back up, trying to recall...
“Oh yeah...I suppose it has been Two days...that explains why my feet hurt and probably why I'm so tired...” she says flatly, a small smile forming on the corners of her mouth just happy to see you. You on the other hand are just in shock...she's...kinda dumb. Had he not been walking from the supermarket god knows how long she'd be walking around. Why didn't she go to the police? You let out a sigh...you feel like your arms about to give in. she tilts her head, noticing how sweaty your face is

“Is all that stuff heavy (You)?” she asks informally you glance at her
“It is...but let's not worry about...let's just get home so I can put this stuff down and you can rela-” you feel her wrap one of her arms around you, she tucks all the grocery bags under her arm...and lifts you off your feet effortlessly. “-aaaaAAAAAAAAAH!”
“Don't worry about it (You)-kun I'll carry you back home~” she says sweetly like it wasn't a big deal. You had trouble carrying the bags. But she somehow has no issue with all this weight plus the extra pounds you add to it all...
“Wait! What about your legs from walking for two whole days?” you ask concerned for her. She just looks at you blankly before twisting her face to a bashful grin she rests one of her hands on her cheek, her cat ears twitch
“Are you worried about me? That's very sweet of you~” she giggles to herself, a rose hue spreads across her face as she sways left and right with you in her arm...people pass watching you getting man handled by the swooning woman..
“Lets just get home, please!” you shout at her, clearly embarrassed. You snap her back into reality, but her absentminded smile tells you she doesn't understand your inner turmoil. But she nods and walks happily with you in her arm. You think you see a trail of hearts generating from her head as she happily hums to herself...

Back at home Minute rearranges your bookshelf, making sure everything is alphabetized, same with your movies and games. Second watches her sister work herself to the bone.
“Are you just looking for something to do?” Second questions. Minute doesn't slow down her pace and continues organizing the things around the house
“We're maids. So it's our job to make sure everything's perfect” she mentions plainly, maintaining her focus
“Are you sure you're not just trying to impress master?” Second asks shooting a smug grin to the back of Minute's head. Minute's eyes look straight ahead, her face burning with a red tint. She turns around, prepared to scold Second until she hears the front door opening. Minute then turns to the front hall, her face lighting up with joy
“That must be him~” she giddily states before practically prancing to the front door...

...Just to see Hour holding you in one of her arms. Hour looks happy to see Minute and she waves to her. You on the other hand are left a little flustered
“Good morning sis!” Hour greets happily
“G-good morning Hour...” She looks to the side, speaking with much less enthusiasm.
“BIG SISTER!” the little one shouts before running up and hugging her legs Hour smiles her off and pats her head...Second looks up at you confused
“Why are you carrying master around?” she asks plainly, tilting her head at the sight
“You know, I was just wondering the same thing” you answer her, sarcasm dripping out of your mouth. It just dawned on Hour that she was still carrying you and she sets you down and you set down all the groceries.
“Sorry about that (You)-kun! I forgot I had a hold of you like that!” she grins and scratches the back of her head in embarrassment. Minute leers at her
“Why are you calling him that!” she snips
“What? (You)-kun?” she asks, in a confused tone
“Y-Yes that! Why are you calling Master That!” she raises her voice, a hint of jealousy in her tone
“Because that's his name...” Hour says flat out. Not sure what the issue is. Minute is frustrated that she doesn't show you more manors, but she can't argue either... Hour glances at you
“You don't mind do you?” you shake your head. Something about the gesture was somewhat relieving to you.

Minute looks even more frustrated, glancing up and down Hours voluptuous body.
“A-And another thing! What's with your uniform!? Get changed so I can put it through the wash!” she commands of her sister...Hour looks down at it realizing that it was dirty again...she starts lifting her skirt up. A gesture that catches both you and Minute off guard
“W-what are you-” before Minute could say anything more Hour completely pulls off her uniform. Revealing that she had A black Tank top and short shorts under it all. Something you'd imagine someone would wear when they're about to go on a morning jog...

You, and Minute look at her in shock. Hour had well toned muscles. Her Biceps put yours to shame, With her leg muscles her walking for two whole days didn't seem so unbearable. And of course her six pack. Something that Second looked to in awe. Hour lets out a stretch
“man, wearing that thing was such a drag! It feels good to be free again” she blurts out before strolling into the living room and plopping down on the couch. Second follows quickly while feeling her oldest sister's abs... a gesture that didn't seem to bother Hour, in fact she found it endearing. Her cat ears flap a little while she scratches Second's, kicking her feet up on the table.

Minute jumps toward Hour in irritation
“HEY! What are you doing, get your feet off of there!” she shouts. You look to all three of them. The playful Second, happily feeling her sisters abs. The bossy but caring Minute, who stands with on her hands on her hips, slightly bent over yelling at her older sister. And the Dense But strong Hour, who's care free, laughing off at what Minute's telling her. You don't know much about them, but with all three around your life is a lot more lively...you can't help but grin.

“...el...p ...me”

You feel a chill run down your spine and you look around...no one was there...you could have sworn you felt someone else here...

To be continued...

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