He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

Meanwhile, Maki sat on the other side of the bed, pretending to take out her phone and look down, while secretly planning how to start a conversation with Sakura about Shirakawa, since Shirakawa had already told her about what Sakura and Shirakawa had done.

Thus, the two, each harboring their own secrets, spent a brief moment in silence and tranquility.

"Sakura?" Maki spoke first, calling Sakura softly.

"What's wrong, sister?"

"Sakura, what do you think of Shirakawa?" Maki asked.

Sakura raised an eyebrow, thinking for a moment: "Shirakawa-nii is very good to me...he's a nice person, what's wrong? Why are you asking this, sister?"

"Is that all? Don't you have any other ideas?" Maki asked repeatedly.

"I don't think so," Sakura continued to play dumb, while she also noticed something was off about her sister.

"Sakura, Shirakawa is my boyfriend now..."

"Yes, I know..."

"Shirakawa went out with you a few days ago, during those dates..." Maki was still hinting, hoping that Sakura would confess herself.

Sakura could clearly hear the hidden meaning in Maki's words.

"Sister, do you know about what happened between me and Shirakawa?"

Maki nodded.

The news struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving Sakura's little head buzzing.

So my sister knows? She knows that Shirakawa and I were having an affair, and that I allied with Nikaido to steal things from her?

My sister likes Shirakawa so much, and is so obsessed with him... Could it be that she's going to cross the line with me and sever our sisterly relationship?

No matter how much Sakura fantasizes, even if she allies with Nikaido to try and snatch Shirakawa away from her sister, it's mostly just talk.

She never did anything to truly hurt her sister; at most, she couldn't help but secretly enjoy time with Shirakawa.

Now that her sister has directly exposed what she and Shirakawa did, she is terrified.

"Yes, I'm sorry, sister."

Sakura put down her phone, sat up, and blurted out an apology.

"So, what Shirakawa said is true? You two have done this behind my back many times?"

"Um...yes." Sakura lowered her head slightly, putting on a wronged look, her eyes fixed on her older sister. She didn't know what her sister would do next, whether she would become hysterical or secretly shed tears.

"That's it."

Maki was even calmer than Sakura had expected...

"Sakura, do you like Shirakawa too?"

"Yeah, I like it."

"Why? Why do you like him?"

"He's a very nice person. No matter how I joke with him, get angry with him, or ignore him, he's always very gentle with me, which is why I like him."

"I see, no wonder." Maki looked up, gazing at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, and said in a deliberately profound tone, "The reason I like Shirakawa is actually quite ridiculous when you think about it. It's because the day he transferred to our school, we bumped into each other in the infirmary. I smelled Shirakawa's scent then, and I really liked that scent... I even found his towel, and that night, smelling his towel, I fantasized about being with him..."

When that kind of thing was mentioned, Maki's voice became softer with shyness.

Sakura never expected that her older sister would be even more perverted than she imagined, falling in love with someone just by their scent. Is she a puppy?

However, she didn't complain or interrupt. She didn't know what her sister was going to do and was constantly uneasy. After all, villains in TV dramas always have to spout a bunch of high-sounding principles before finally killing the protagonist with a single blow.

"You know what happened later. I gradually got to know him. At first, I was just infatuated with his scent and thought he was my destined one. But after we went through a lot together, I realized that Shirakawa was a good person. He was always calm and collected when he encountered difficulties, thinking of solutions. He also had compassion for those who were suffering and would lend a helping hand." Maki recalled how Shirakawa gambled with that noblewoman and outwitted her in order to rescue Akita-sensei. Perhaps it was then that Maki became completely infatuated with him.

“I gave up the position of disciplinary committee member for him. I like him, and I am willing to give up a lot for him.”

"I understand, sister." Faced with her sister's heavy and ardent love, Sakura felt ashamed. "I'm sorry, sister, I won't contact Shirakawa-nii anymore."

"I haven't finished yet." Maki turned around and looked into Sakura's eyes, their gazes meeting.

There was no blame or anger in Maki's eyes, only tenderness for her younger sister.

"But I can't abandon my sister. We grew up together, inseparable, and went to kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and high school together. I don't want to abandon my favorite sister for the sake of the person I love," Maki said sincerely.

Sakura sensed that her older sister was implying that she wanted to give up Shirakawa.

But since her sister is so devoted to Shirakawa, there's no way she'd leave him.

For a moment, she didn't know what her sister was trying to say.

"But I don't want Shirakawa to hurt the bond between us sisters. I care about Shirakawa, and I care about you too. If I had to choose between you and Shirakawa, I couldn't. So, how about we both be together with Shirakawa-kun?"

"Huh? Sister? Are you serious?" Sakura asked in surprise. She never expected that her rigid and dull sister would make such an illogical proposal.

"Yes." Maki nodded. She had struggled with this decision before making it.

Her younger sister was someone she couldn't bear to part with; Shirakawa was someone she loved, and also someone Sakura loved. If she wanted everyone to be happy, this was the only way.

"But even so, as long as my sister and Shirakawa-nii are together, she won't be happy."

"How did you know?"

"A fortune teller told me that."

It was the white-haired, red-eyed shopkeeper from the general store back then.

puff!

Maki couldn't help but laugh out loud. She took off her shoes, got into bed, moved closer to Sakura, and took Sakura's small hand: "Don't believe those unfounded things. We have our own destiny in our own hands. Besides, if Shirakawa and I can't be happy, don't we still have you? From now on, I'll go out to work and earn money, and you can stay home to take care of the housework and keep Shirakawa company, how about that?"

Sakura's eyes began to well up with tears, partly from joy and partly from self-reproach for her foolish behavior of competing with her sister for her boyfriend.

Thinking back, how did you secretly talk badly about your sister to Shirakawa-san, and how did you team up with Nikaido to try and take Shirakawa away? Weren't all these actions hurting your sister? Yet your sister always cared about your feelings and even shared the person she loved for your sake.

Moreover, what my sister said makes a lot of sense. If my sister and Shirakawa disagree and there is an irreconcilable conflict, then it would be better for me, as the younger sister, to resolve it.

"Thank you, sister," Sakura choked out.

Maki gently stroked Sakura's little head.

Just like when they were little, whenever Sakura was unhappy, I would pat her head and comfort her like this.

Sakura burst into tears and threw herself into her sister's arms.

"elder sister!"

The tall, flat-chested older sister and the petite, large younger sister embraced tightly on the bed, their hearts no longer separated by the reappearance of Shirakawa.

They made the same decision: the sisters would work together to own Shirakawa and share it equally.

After a short while, Ying's emotions calmed down.

The two lay in bed, talking about everything they had experienced with Shirakawa, including the battles.

"Little sister, you actually dressed up as a cat and Shirakawa... I never would have guessed..." Maki also fantasized a little, putting a little tail and little ears on her little sister whom she spent every day with, and making Shirakawa meow.

A little exciting.

"Sister too, how could you do it in the car for the first time? It's so unceremonial..." Sakura pouted and said angrily.

"I don't really care, I'll just do it again in the future anyway. By the way, Sakura, how about we do it together with Shirakawa next time?"

"Mmm~~ Oh my~~ Why is my sister so lewd~~" Sakura blushed as her sister teased her, and playfully punched her sister with her little fist.

"I want to try it too~" Maki propped her rosy cheeks up with her arms and said with great interest, "How does it feel to do it with Shirakawa, carrying his little tail?"

"It's cool, smooth, and squishy, ​​it feels so comfortable." Sakura's face turned so red with embarrassment.

"I see." Maki's cheeks were also flushed. "Next time I'll dress up too, and we can experience being pampered by two people, one each, with Shirakawa-nii..."

Maki was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

Sakura didn't reply either; both of them were fantasizing about the scene of the older/younger sister being violently raped by Shirakawa.

"Let's go to sleep first, we have a stage play performance tomorrow," Maki said.

"Sister, go to sleep first... I want to catch up on some more shows."

This was just an excuse; Sakura actually wanted to take advantage of her sister's sleep to gently massage and knead her to relieve her pent-up desire.

After all, it won't be long before I can join my sister in attacking Shirakawa.

The two had never had the chance to see each other's bodies since childhood. The thought of seeing the older sister's body, and witnessing her being relentlessly attacked by Shirakawa...

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

Of course, Maki was the same, but she was tired. She and Shirakawa had gone through a big battle in the video game club and were exhausted, so she didn't have the energy to continue.

Then he drifted off to sleep.

---

About an hour later.

Sakura searched online for a lot of "food," but none of it really suited her taste.

The film is based on real people, but no matter how you look at them, Shirakawa-san is much more impressive and handsome than them, making Sakura completely uninterested.

The same goes for comics; no matter how much or how large they are drawn, they can't compare to the warmth that Shirakawa-nii gave her.

Once you've tasted the good stuff, these other things just seem bland and unappealing.

Just now, she only managed to get a slight sense of satisfaction from reading about Liu Bei, the kind of guy next door.