In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

Your feigned contemptuous provocation angered Isshiki Iroha, but you didn't see it as a bad thing.

For a girl, the scariest thing isn't that she's angry with you, but that she completely ignores your actions with a cold, indifferent look. That means she's utterly indifferent to you and can't be bothered to give you even the slightest emotional response. You should be thankful that your relationship hasn't deteriorated to that point.

[You recall Iroha Isshiki's adorable reaction just now and can't help but smile. You already have a plan for what to do next...]

[1. Aya's slippers are so cute; they still smell like her clean, white little feet.]

2. Continue today's provocative behavior in the days to come, further escalating her anger.

3. Find an opportunity to provide her with a truly feasible weight loss plan.

Suzumiya Chisato, having exited from the first-person perspective, looked at the options.

If you choose option one, wouldn't you be losing your dignity as a human being in a sense? If you can successfully win over Isshiki Hatake, why would you need to use her slippers?

Option two feels a bit too much. One provocation is somewhat acceptable and can be seen as a playful squabble between siblings, giving a warm feeling. However, repeatedly provoking Isshiki's anger for no reason gives the impression of deliberately bullying her.

Although I enjoy the primal thrill of bullying others in The Sims, everything is still uncertain now, and I feel I can't be so reckless; I need to be more cautious.

Therefore, we can only choose the third option, which is not so clearly stated.

Suzumiya Chisato was also curious, wondering how her Sim would propose a weight loss plan to Isshiki Hatake in order to get closer to her.

You went up to the second floor and knocked on Isshiki Hachiman's door. She opened it, her face flushed with anger, and asked you what you wanted in a rude tone.

Seeing her lovely face up close, you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your heart, but you controlled yourself well and didn't show it. You handed her the slippers, and her previous imposing manner paused. She lowered her head slightly, took the slippers, and was about to close the door when you reached out and stopped it. Under her surprised gaze, you apologized for what you had just done, and without waiting for her reaction, you immediately turned and left.

Provoke first, then soothe.

I feel like I'm pretty good at it in The Sims too. Could it be that my emotional intelligence can be carried over to the simulation without any issues?

Chisato Suzumiya couldn't help but ponder this possibility.

The following evening, Iroha Isshiki again failed to come down for dinner. Lady Isshiki looked worried, so you volunteered to bring her food. After knocking on the door and being granted permission, you entered her room.

You pretended not to see the corner of Iroha's swimsuit tucked under her pillow, placed dinner on the desk, and invited her to eat. As expected, she refused, but you didn't leave the room immediately. You pulled up her chair and sat down, thinking that this was a good opportunity for the two of you to be alone...

[First-person perspective immersion...]

The bed was light green, and at the foot of the bed were two large plush toys, both of which were given to Iroha by Chisato Suzumiya on her birthday.

While his classmates were still engrossed in games, arguing about which character's artwork was the best, and vying to be the "dog" (a term used to describe someone who is obsessed with a particular female character), he had already used the money he earned from gacha pulls to secretly begin his pursuit of his stepsister.

The two dolls were carefully selected by him, with the main colors being flaxen and black, corresponding to the hair colors of the two people.

In his eyes, the two dolls, one male and one female, looked like a married couple. However, the clumsy Yisekiyu seemed to have never grasped the deeper meaning. She put pink bows on both dolls, forcibly making them play the role of a lesbian.

Instead of dwelling on these upsetting things, Chisato Suzumiya focuses on the task at hand.

He looked at the colorful feather.

"Silly sister, it's bad for your health to always skip dinner."

One-colored feathers tilted its head disdainfully.

"But what can I do if I have no appetite?"

"Auntie Isshiki recently enrolled in a cooking class, and her skills have greatly improved."

"It's not Mom's problem."

"So that's your own problem, all because of what I said yesterday, half-jokingly?"

"Well!"

Iroha Isshiki's displeased gaze didn't frighten Suzumiya Chisato; instead, she found it quite adorable.

He ignored her dissatisfaction and continued talking to himself.

"Your method might help you lose weight in the short term, but it will quickly rebound. Unless you plan to never eat dinner for the rest of your life, the consequence of that is that your stomach and intestines may suffer irreversible damage due to long-term irregular eating habits, and your life for the rest of your life may become unhappy because of it."

"You're so annoying! What kind of brother would curse his own sister like that!"

"I'm just telling the truth. I don't want to see you go further and further down the wrong path."

"You stinking Thousand Mile, it's none of your business!"

Iroha gave a heavy "humph" and lay down on the bed.

Just like yesterday when she angrily threw her slippers, whenever she gets really angry, she will no longer call the person in front of her "brother," but will call him by his name directly.

Suzumiya Chisato didn't mind. Over the years, he had gotten used to Iroha Isshiki's personality and had long regarded her as family. Even if he made her angry, it didn't matter. As long as he took timely remedial measures, she would calm down quickly, just like when he apologized after yesterday.

Suzumiya Senri got up and walked over, sitting down next to Isshiki Iroha who was lying down.

He glanced at it.

"Your tummy is showing."

Iroha Isshiki pulled down the hem of her shirt while kicking at the same time.

"……abnormal."

"Anyone who exposes their belly to me is a pervert."

"Ugh, go back to your own room! You stinky bastard!"

"Finish your meal, I'll be leaving."

"No."

"As a reward for finishing your meal, I'll tell you a weight loss secret that I know that actually works."

"No need, do you think I'm a child? Besides, I already have plans."

Ichiro Iroha perked up and cast a proud look in their eyes.

This inexplicable self-confidence, this strange feeling that she is very capable, is what makes Suzumiya Chisato so endearing.

Ah—I really want her to show that tearful expression in front of me again.

Suppressing the restlessness in her heart, Suzumiya Chisato didn't look at her, but smiled.

"Want to go swimming?"

"how do you know!!!"

"The one that wasn't hidden under the pillow, it's probably a swimsuit."

…………

Chapter 129 A Relationship That Has Improved

"How wicked, how wicked, how wicked..."

Iroha quickly pulled her blanket over and covered the pillow area completely.

Ignoring Iroha Isshiki's feigned disgust as she tried to hide her shyness, Chisato Suzumiya continued speaking.

"Swimming is indeed a good exercise for weight loss, but it might not be suitable for you."

"Why is it not suitable for me? I'm a great swimmer!"

"It's not a problem with your swimming technique."

Suzumiya Chisato shook her head and stated her thoughts.

"Can you really swim comfortably in a crowded indoor swimming pool? And with your useless constitution where a mosquito bite can cause redness and swelling for half a month, if you go into a swimming pool with substandard hygiene standards, or if someone with a skin disease sneaks in, the consequences could be serious."

"Stop exaggerating! It's not that dramatic!"

"What I said is true. You should have seen the news that's been making headlines recently."

One-Colored Feather looked puzzled.

"What news?"

"A hot spring hotel only changed the water twice a year, and the bacteria levels were more than 3,700 times higher than the standard. After being exposed by the media, the president of the hot spring hotel committed suicide to apologize."

"What does this have to do with my swimming?"

Iroha Isshiki had clearly made some connections, but she was still somewhat reluctant to face it.

While what Chisato Suzumiya said might sound alarmist, the possibility that it might actually be true cannot be denied.

"How can you guarantee that the indoor swimming pool you go to has been cleaned and disinfected in accordance with the written regulations, and how can you guarantee that the swimming pool you go to is not the same pool that has been used by countless people for half a year?"

Upon hearing what Suzumiya Chisato said, Isshiki Hatake slowly sat up straight, feeling as if ants were crawling all over her body, and instinctively hugged her shoulders.

"If you ask me, it would be better to swim in outdoor natural waters. However, it's April now, and the weather is still a bit chilly. With your physical condition, I bet you'd be jumping up and down and giving up as soon as your toes touch the water."

"You're so long-winded!"

"So I can now give you a feasible alternative to swimming."

"What is...?"

"Call me brother."

Chisato Suzumiya began to manipulate him.

"……elder brother!"

Iroha Isshiki, a third-year junior high school student, reluctantly made a sound.

Although her voice was deliberately roughened to reflect her dissatisfaction, it made no difference to Suzumiya Chisato; she was just as adorable.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

"It's very simple, just go to the gym. There are all kinds of equipment there, and with professional guidance, you can evenly reduce fat in different parts of your body. It's a pretty good option for you."

"The gym..."

Iroha Isshiki had considered this idea before, but reality was harsh, and she had a problem she couldn't avoid facing.

"I've already overspent my allowance this month, so Mom won't give me any more money."

"It's only been a short time since the beginning of the month, how did you manage to do that?"

"I didn't do much, just went shopping with my classmates, bought a few clothes, played the claw machine for a while, went out to eat a few times, and bought a few magazines..."

Isshiki Iroha silently raised her right hand, extending one finger for each activity she mentioned. As she spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly, her voice gradually softened, and finally, after a moment of silence, she coughed lightly to ease her embarrassment.

"I'm not very good with money. By the time I realize it, I don't even know how I've spent it all. There's nothing I can do about it; every girl is like that..."

She suddenly realized something was wrong halfway through her sentence.