The Hikigaya couple's youthful love story is definitely not a problem.

Moreover, Komachi is not the kind of person who would take her birth status for granted and enjoy life without a care in the world.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have made Hachiman so willing to give so much.

Then you should fulfill your duties as my younger sister, comfort me when I'm in a bad mood, and offer me water and food when I'm thirsty or hungry.

So no matter how much I have to give, it will all be worth it.

Hachiman's gaze was fixed on Komachi's smooth, creamy face; in her youth, the effects of time were positive.

The fruit, which was originally slightly unripe, has grown into a tempting and sweet fresh fruit over time.

However, after merely observing Xiao Ding's expression and confirming that his sister was alright, Hachiman silently withdrew his somewhat polite gaze.

Onii-chan, when do you have time to come visit the school? Soubu High School welcomes students like you, my brother.

As Komachi made this suggestion, the girl was already secretly making her own plans.

Although she has stepped down from her position as student council president, Komachi is now like a retired senior official because of the teachers' trust and her own abilities.

Even though he is no longer in office, his influence remains enormous.

Moreover, as someone with an older brother, even though she's almost at the age of going to university, Komachi still wants to show off her abilities to him.

After all, back then, his older brother didn't get elected as the student council president.

I don't want to go there. Just thinking about it now makes me feel a deep sense of disgust.

Hachiman instinctively tried to escape, as if he didn't want to remember anything because of it.

The boy is now wondering why he doesn't have the ability to lose his memory when he's subjected to a violent shock.

Otherwise, one would certainly live a good life in this sad world.

After all, what makes people sad and unwilling to recall are the memories of the past, while the ordinary and warm moments are also accumulated from small fragments of life, eventually becoming people's memories.

Hachiman instinctively turned his face away, staring at the window beside him.

Under the lights, the scene in the restaurant unfolded before the boy like a painting.

It's okay. I think it would be a shame if Onii-chan didn't go.

With a smile, Komachi, knowing Hachiman as she did, could tell what the boy was thinking in just a few steps.

Provocation doesn't work on me that well. I don't want to go because I don't want to go. If I were to get dizzy and confused by your words, I would have already fallen victim to someone else's scheme.

He continued to stare at Komachi's profile, his burning gaze even giving Komachi a different kind of emotion.

Komachi wouldn't use such clumsy tricks as reverse psychology. If Onii-chan wasn't going, she could just act cute. She pouted her cute pink lips, which looked so tempting with the oil stains at the corners of her mouth.

Her bright, clear eyes stared at Hachiman with a pitiful expression, as if she wouldn't stop until she charmed him to death.

Okay, I'll go then.

Now eat your Saka properly.

He sighed helplessly; this wasn't the first or second time Hachiman had been given such an order by Komachi.

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Chapter Four: Follow-up Plans

In the end, Hachiman did not go to watch the after-dinner program with Komachi.

Although this isn't very important to the brother and sister, as long as they can have a relaxed interaction together, that's enough.

Onii-chan's hair feels so good to the touch.

After eating and drinking her fill, Komachi snuggled up to her brother, her beautiful hands playing with hair that was just as good as her own. "What's the use of such good hair? I think it's a bit of a nuisance. If I had more time today, I would have cut it off long ago."

Staring blankly at the book in his hand, Hachiman was now completely indifferent to his appearance.

Anyway, he knows what he looks like, so there's no need for him to insist on this kind of thing.

No way! It's so rare to see that Onii-chan is a little different. It's good to keep him like this.

Her soft body pressed against Hachiman without any hesitation, and the fully heated heater ensured that their skin was in close contact.

Although softness and fragrance were right beside him, and the ultimate feeling that only girls possessed was pressing down on Hachiman's arm, the boy felt no emotional fluctuation.

Or rather, Hachiman had long been accustomed to everything in Komachi.

It wasn't a year or two since the girl had been brazenly indulging in the summer with her clothes on at home. Although human instincts don't diminish with repeated exposure, and may even become more exciting with familiarity and control, Komachi and Hachiman share essentially the same blood.

Komachi can be seen, in a way, as another Hachiman, with a different gender and age.

For another version of yourself.

Hachiman believed that unless someone was extremely perverted, they wouldn't react to physical contact.

Are you trying to get your brother arrested for molesting his sister? Even though there's no one else around, shouldn't you at least be mindful of the consequences? You should have a better understanding by now why my grades are so good, right? It's all because of the overly intimate contact between us.

Hachiman said helplessly, and he had no temper with Komachi, who was still sticking close to him after he finished speaking.

Hehehe, I indirectly helped Onii-chan get into university, so Onii-chan, are you going to give me a reward? She immediately put her head in front of Hachiman, and her sweet, moist breath sprayed onto Hachiman's face.

Komachi's delicate face was full of anticipation, just like an elementary school girl looking forward to Christmas.

Don't get so close to me, you're practically spitting in my face.

"So, while I was away, did you start not brushing your teeth?" Hachiman said expressionlessly, moving his finger away from Komachi's face, which had been taking up all his vision, as if Komachi really did have bad breath.

Hmm, Onii-chan is just fooling himself again. How could a cute girl like me have such a problem? She pouted her pink lips in dissatisfaction, and the ahoge on Komachi's head seemed to be venting her dissatisfaction, shaking back and forth rapidly.

Hachiman couldn't help but reach out his hand to grab it, but Komachi seemed to have seen through Hachiman's scheme, and the ahoge on her head instinctively avoided Hachiman's grasp.

Moreover, due to his own personality, the unscientific hair kept swirling around Hachiman's fingers, as if deliberately teasing his older brother.

While casually brushing off Komachi, Hachiman focused all his energy on grabbing the strange hair in front of him.

Even if Hachiman pressed her breasts against her chest, it wouldn't have been a problem. But Komachi suddenly jumped up, covered her head, and looked at Hachiman with tears welling up in her eyes.

The sudden, violent movement left Hachiman somewhat bewildered. He stared blankly at his younger sister, Komachi, wondering why she had reacted so strongly in an instant, as if he had been pricked in the sole of his foot by a thumbtack while walking down the street.

"What's wrong?" Hachiman asked, puzzled. He was sure that his actions weren't too rough, and even if he accidentally pulled Komachi's hair, it wouldn't hurt too much.

It's nothing. I don't know why, but I had a particularly resistant feeling just now.

She spoke with lingering fear, saying that she didn't know how to describe the feeling in words, but she just felt uncomfortable inside.

She returned to her usual state, but Komachi's movements were not as calm as usual.

Silently, he sat down on Hachiman's hand, which had been brazenly on his head.

Komachi just stared at her brother with a blank expression.

It was just an ordinary face, but Komachi dreamed of it more than once during her owner's time away studying.

Only after they parted did the girl realize that the mark of her brother had already permeated every aspect of her life.

So much so that when Hachiman first left Mikiya to study at Tsukuba University, Komachi couldn't bear being alone and was even startled awake from her sweet dreams.

Whether it was the stimulation of the room temperature or the fullness of the softness in his palm, a very suspicious blush appeared on Hachiman's originally expressionless face, as if it were a blush that would appear when a girl has accumulated too much shyness in her heart.

Hmm~ Onii-chan feels embarrassed too? I thought what happened back then completely destroyed my brother's feelings, but now it seems it won't affect his normal life anymore? Rubbing salt into Hachiman's wounds without any restraint, Komachi has never followed any gentle treatment methods.

For a situation like Hachiman's, the best approach is to numb him through repetition, or to have someone else eliminate the impact of what happened back then on the boy's mind.

This is what Komachi is currently preparing to do, although it is somewhat ruthless and cheating, and she has even begun to take advantage of a certain flaw in Hachiman's personality.

But compared to his brother's happiness, everything else was completely unimportant.

Come with me to school tomorrow.

That's the decision, and you're not allowed to object.

The itinerary for tomorrow was set in a simple and straightforward manner. For Komachi, the weekend was meant to be spent with Hachiman, so she had to make the most of the time before then.

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Chapter Five: Home

I don't care about anything else, I'll just do whatever you say. Didn't you always arrange my itinerary when I went home before? So there's no need to discuss anything with me. Right now, there's only one very serious problem, which is whether you can take your butt off my hand? You're not a junior high student anymore, and even junior high girls aren't light. If you're completely pressed on my palm like this, although I don't mean to make things difficult, it's still quite an unpleasant experience.

As he spoke calmly, Hachiman seemed completely unconcerned about the physical contact between himself and his sister.

As for his true thoughts, only he himself knows.

Hey hey hey, Komachi will take good care of my brother's face, so please don't worry, I'll sit down next to you right now.

Although she said she wanted to save face for Hachiman, a few words from Komachi made Hachiman feel that his authority as an older brother had been completely undermined.

Her face was as black as an iron pot that had been used for many years. Hachiman really didn't know why his cute, angelic sister had turned into the sharp-tongued Hachiman she was now in just a few years.

Unsure whether to feel relieved or heartbroken, Hachiman slumped onto the sofa like a salted fish.

"Huh? What's wrong? Could it be that Komachi's words were too hurtful, causing your brother to lose the courage to continue fighting?" The boy asked with great concern. Komachi's self-reproach seemed genuine to the boy, not fake.

Regardless, Komachi's concern for him was meticulous, and there was never any doubt about Komachi's motives.

Hachiman felt that the only person in the world who could do this without seeking any reward was Kodama.

The relationship between the two is described as brother and sister, but based on Hachiman's own understanding of siblings...

There has never been anyone who could get along like this before.

Currently, Hachiman and Komachi are the siblings with the best relationship in their social circle, and they are the most enviable.

Sometimes Hachiman does lament that all his luck has been used up on having his younger sister Komachi, which has led him to do many things in return, experiencing things that others might consider unbearable pain in high school.

No, I just rushed back today to see my angel, and now that I have some free time, I do feel a bit tired.

Forcing himself to speak, Hachiman, lying on the bed, felt that he only needed to close his eyelids for a while to fall asleep.

"Well, brother, would you like to wash up and rest? Or would you like me to help you relax?" As soon as she heard Hachiman say that he was tired, Komachi immediately put everything aside. For the girl, ensuring that her brother, who had finally returned home, could get a good rest was the most important thing.

As for other things, they can be postponed.

No need, I haven't reached the point where I need my own sister to serve me.

Hachiman casually waved his hand to decline Komachi's suggestion, then twisted his neck and stood up, supporting himself on his knees with both hands. His hair, which was tied up and hung behind his head, swayed slightly with the boy's movements.

The clear, teeth-grinding sound of bones grinding together indicated that the boy's physical condition was not very good, but Hachiman didn't care about these things and walked away with a relaxed and comfortable expression on his face.

After returning home, Hachiman finally experienced a long-lost feeling of laziness.