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

Midori Maki was almost crying.

"Okay, I understand." Shirakawa sat up naturally and moved to the other side of Mitsu Maki.

Girls are generally more emotional, so when trying to comfort them, you shouldn't start with vague and abstract principles. Instead, wait until their emotions have calmed down, listen attentively, understand them first, and then gently guide them.

Shirakawa had read about it in a magazine's romance section.

"Maki-nee, you've really worked hard," Shirakawa said, gazing ahead. "Actually, sometimes I really admire Maki-nee."

The impression Shirakawa had of Maki when he first met her while playing eroge (adult games) has blurred with his current impression of her; they have quietly merged into one in his mind.

"Hmm?" Maki blinked her moist eyes and looked at Shirakawa's profile.

The warm sunlight on the rooftop made people feel lazy.

"She's good at studying, conscientious in her work, and even became a member of the disciplinary committee. Anyone would envy her."

“No way…” Mito Maki pouted.

In this respect, she is somewhat similar to her younger sister.

“But I’ve always thought Maki-nee was perfect. But…” Shirakawa lowered his head and teased the rice grains in the bento box with his chopsticks.

"Was there a little bit of personal motive in your suggestion just now?"

Midori Maki lowered her head in shame.

"Yes......"

"What's your ulterior motive?" Shirakawa muttered casually, stirring the rice with the tip of his chopsticks.

Mito Maki blushed and returned to her original state.

How is she supposed to explain this?

She was jealous of Nikaido, who could talk to Shirakawa so naturally and happily whenever he wanted.

It's because she wants Shirakawa to become the excellent person she envisions.

So you brought up this suggestion?

All sorts of emotions are mixed up like a tangled ball of yarn, impossible to untangle or unravel.

Mito Sakura watched her sister from the side, feeling a pang of sympathy.

This was the first time she had met her sister who was in love.

"I'm not good at studying either, my grades aren't high, and I'm not very smart either," Shirakawa repeated what he had said before.

"But I also want to become better and more outstanding."

"I just transferred to this school and I'm unfamiliar with everything. I'm hoping someone can tutor me..."

Shirakawa was hinting at it, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Maki looked up, her eyes seeming to brighten slightly.

"So, Maki-nee, when we choose seats tomorrow afternoon, could you sit next to me and tutor me?"

"Of course!" Maki exclaimed with delight.

“Then,” Shirakawa stood up, facing the warm sunlight, and extended his hand to Maki.

"My name is Shirakawa Akira. I look forward to working with you in the future."

“I am Midori Maki, and I look forward to your guidance.” Midori Maki also held Shirakawa’s hand tightly.

Mito Sakura stood to the side, feeling happy for her sister.

Although Shirakawa is a total otaku, he's actually quite smart when it matters!

He's not quite as good as Akiyama-san, but he barely passed.

As his younger sister, I've come to accept him!

But why do I feel a slight sense of loss?

26. Rest on the rooftop!

A vast, deserted rooftop.

Shirakawa, Maki, and Sakura sat side by side on a bench, enjoying their leisurely lunch.

Midori Maki was no longer sad and returned to her normal self, chatting with her sister as usual.

Shirakawa also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, we still need to find a way to obtain the purifying solution.

Shirakawa doesn't like to use drugs or any other tricks to make the female lead care about him or like him.

For example, Nikaido before.

In that case, he's no different from those despicable blond guys in games.

In his view, a relationship should involve mutual understanding, care, compromise, and eventually mutual affection.

Everything should have a cause and effect, and a sequence.

Shirakawa would rather not have this kind of relationship that manipulates other people's thoughts.

"Shirakawa, what's wrong?"

Mito Maki looked at Shirakawa, who was in a daze.

Did she neglect him because she was always chatting with her sister?

There's nothing we can do about it.

Maki was actually always thinking about Shirakawa who was standing next to her.

But Shirakawa is his soulmate, and they have just officially met. He needs some time to adjust before he can be honest with her.

"It's nothing." Shirakawa had finished his bento, closed the box tightly, and put it back in his bag.

The Mido sisters finished their lunchboxes and started cleaning up.

Midori stretched lazily and yawned.

It really looks like a kitten after it has eaten its fill.

Mido Maki also seemed to catch the drowsiness and yawned.

"Would you like to take a rest?"

Shirakawa asked.

Rest? There's nowhere to sleep here.

unless...

Mito Maki looked at Shirakawa's shoulder.

It's not as jarring as a muscular hunk, nor as thin as a bean sprout.

Was Shirakawa implying that she could rest her head on his shoulder?

So bold...but also so gentle...

"Yes, I am a little sleepy."

Midori Maki wrapped her arms around Shirakawa's arm and rested her cheek lightly on his shoulder.

Shirakawa was startled, but he was too embarrassed to push her away, so he let Maki rest on his head like that.

Midori Maki gently inhaled Shirakawa's scent and couldn't help but become captivated.

He gently brushed his cheek against hers, and could feel Shirakawa's collarbone.

The flavor is also much richer.

Maki's breathing began to quicken.

Her thighs, clad in black stockings, began to rub together gently, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hey, you guys!" Midori Sakura called out unhappily.

I almost forgot my sister is still here.

Mito Maki had no choice but to restrain herself somewhat.

"I'm sleepy too, I want to lean on it for a bit," Mito Sakura said, pouting.

Maki is in the middle, with Shirakawa and Sakura on either side.

If you want to lean against the other side of Shirakawa, you need to walk to his side.

Just as Mito Sakura was about to get up, she suddenly realized a rather crucial issue.

Just walk over there.

Isn't this a bit too deliberate?