I really don't want to be reborn.

I really don't want to be reborn. ⊙Bei Fangxiu

These days, you can't even be a quiet, handsome time-traveling man.

She had been a diligent and top student for over a decade, and it was the day before she was about to confess her feelings.

With a blink of an eye, Kyosuke Kousaka was back in a certain afternoon during his second year of high school...

After being reborn repeatedly, he thought he could finally be indifferent, but...

How can a snake spirit's script possibly compete with the schemes of a White Snake scholar?

How can someone with an unlucky constitution outwit the malice of the universe?

All the words I could say eventually boiled down to… MMP!

Chapter 1: Four years and eight months until the next time the time loop ends.

if you can.

I want to start over.

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Save file loading failed, game restarted.

Beep beep beep, restarting...

"Reboot failed, please uninstall—"

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The gray-white color resembles the gray ceiling of an old house, and the cold and damp atmosphere is reminiscent of a scene from a horror movie.

After a long time, sunlight finally peeked in from behind the clouds, casting a warm blush. The person in bed opened their eyes again, and the world began to turn colorful.

"Ugh, it's this scene again. Can't you come up with something different?"

Kousaka Kyosuke seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, with a fine layer of sweat on his forehead. However, as the look of shock faded from his face, it was replaced by a calm and composed demeanor that was not typical of a young man.

The air of maturity that seemed to have been cultivated over decades made him look completely free of the naivety and immaturity of a sixteen-year-old boy, but it also added a touch of weariness.

Everything in the room felt strangely familiar. Turning slightly to the side, the boy on the bed reached out and touched the pile of books under the bed. He counted them skillfully and then pulled out a small yellow book.

"You're here too? How many times have I told you? How many times have I said I don't like short-haired, bespectacled, big-breasted girls? Let's find someone else."

He tossed aside the pornographic book and then randomly picked up a magazine with a fairly normal cover.

Above is a stylish and trendy young female model with a decent figure and face, and long, straight black hair—Kyosuke noticed this because he has a thing for guys with long, straight black hair.

"Long, straight black hair. Speaking of which, the only other person I know with long, straight black hair besides the one I lost my virginity with is my sister's best friend, right?"

He vaguely remembered that this girl was probably his sister's best friend or something, and had come to his house a few times. No, if you count the previous life and the life before that, and who knows how many previous lives, this girl could be classified as an acquaintance.

However, they actually exchanged no more than ten sentences.

Kyosuke Kosaka, now a high school student, tossed the magazine aside and stood up to carefully examine the room's furnishings.

Nothing had changed, not even the slightest bit. He seemed resigned to his fate, sitting on the bed for a while, reflecting on everything that had happened since his first rebirth in Japan.

In his first life, he came to this world and was reborn as a newborn baby named "Kousaka Kyosuke". He grew up slowly, his parents were alive, he had a younger sister, and he got along well with his classmates.

Although he's not exactly a social butterfly or a social butterfly, he's not all alone either. He's just average. Compared to his dazzling younger sister, this transmigrator is just average. Of course, as someone born with knowledge, he's naturally not content with mediocrity.

Beneath his ordinary appearance lies a restless heart. In high school, he wrote novels and scripts, studied painting, and had ambiguous relationships with some female classmates in the club.

But when he graduated from high school and entered university, ready to make his mark, he suddenly woke up back to a certain afternoon in his high school days...

It's not about death and rebirth, but about returning to the past in a dream.

He thought it was an accident, so he continued living his life from high school to university. Because of his experience in his previous life, he was more adept and at ease.

As he was about to graduate from university, Kyosuke Kosaka, in order to prevent the accident from happening again, used medication to stay awake for a week. But when he opened his eyes, he was back in the past.

That same night, without any warning.

From then on, he abandoned everything else and began to wholeheartedly explore the reason for his rebirth. Before that day came, he fled to the United States and lived there for half a year, but he still couldn't escape it.

Kyosuke Kosaka hardened his heart and vowed to fight this matter to the end. In order to escape his destined fate, he began to immerse himself in the study of time theory and mysticism.

It is laughable to try to find a way to deal with fate; no matter what method he uses, he will still have to be reborn when the time comes.

Moving won't help.

Losing your virginity is useless.

Praying to gods and Buddhas is useless.

Tying himself to the shrine maiden at the shrine—it still didn't work.

In his past life, he detonated a bomb somewhere before that moment arrived, attempting to threaten fate with such extreme measures, which was naturally futile.

In his previous life, he had no choice but to take a desperate gamble.

He had nothing but his own life, so from the moment he was reborn, he kept trying to kill himself, but even if he jumped from the 30th floor, he still wouldn't die.

Accept your fate...

Kyosuke accepted his fate. Now that he'd accepted it, he should just live it to the fullest. He didn't know if it was a trick by the gods or demons or the malice of the universe. Anyway, he should just live it to the fullest and do whatever he wanted. Even if he was stuck in this situation for more than four years, he should still try to be happy.

In any case, no matter how deep the bond or how deep the wound, in the end we will always return to that moment and continue the cycle forever.

Everything will continue in this cycle, and as for whether it will ever end, Kyosuke Kousaka both hopes for it and curses it.

As he resigned himself to his fate, his weary heart had also lost its passion. Looking at himself in the mirror, he still looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, but there was no trace of naivety or vitality in his eyes.

"I feel like a dead person."

A page was torn from the calendar on the wall.

There are still four years and eight months until the next rollback.

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"Kyosuke, come down for dinner!"

"coming."

As Kousaka Kyosuke walked downstairs, contrary to his mother's usual impression of him as a lively boy, his steps were steady and he didn't seem like a teenager. When he saw his favorite dish, he didn't show much joy.

"Kyosuke, what's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

The high school sophomore seemed strangely calm before the onset of his teenage angst. He was clearly an excellent and lively boy. Even after his grandmother passed away, he only grieved for half a month before emerging from his depression. Now, he seemed even more... no, it should be said that although he was still taciturn, he now had a kind of adult composure and calmness.

His father, Mr. Daisuke Kosaka, a policeman who looked like a yakuza boss, glanced at him and asked, "Kyosuke! How many cousins ​​do you have?"

"Father, I have no cousin."

Where is my sister?

"……one."

"No problem. I thought someone had switched my son with someone else. Let's eat, Kirino is starving."

His younger sister, a second-year junior high school student, picked up her chopsticks, making lazy noises, and looked at him somewhat uneasily, seemingly worried about him as well.

Yes, younger sisters are very cute these days.

No matter how many times he is reborn, Kyosuke has to admit that his current sister is very cute. However, he doesn't know why she has gradually distanced herself from him. Although she is still excellent, the sibling relationship is not as good as before.

Kyosuke stared at her intently, secretly blaming himself. He had been extremely busy since entering high school, so he hadn't had much time to properly communicate with Kirino, which made it normal for her to become rebellious.

Everyone goes through puberty.

"Kirino."

Upon hearing this, the younger sister slightly raised her eyes, silently asking, "What is it?"

When did Kirino start to distance herself from him? Was it a girl's reserve, or is this how it is for ordinary siblings?

He smiled at his sister and said, "It's nothing. I just felt like I hadn't called you that in a long time. You don't mind, do you?"

"...I don't mind."

Daisuke, who was obsessed with his daughter, snorted, while his mother watched the two siblings with a smile.

What would you like to order after dinner?

Yogurt is fine.

After finishing his meal, he returned to his room and began preparing his money-making plan. Since he had decided to enjoy life for the next four years, money was naturally an essential element.

He decided to write books to make money first. His initial ideal after transmigrating was to become a novelist. Since light novels have a low barrier to entry, his first attempt at writing a novel was a lighthearted comedy set in another world.

He's sold a lot of copyrights, and now Kyosuke has some experience in publishing, so all he has to do is copy what he's written before and sell it again.

Of course, the fastest way to make money is always through making money from money. Investing in finance is naturally better than working hard at writing, but your family certainly won't contribute any money, so initial capital accumulation is still necessary.

As for whether he will invest? That's a redundant question. Through his repeated rebirths, he has long been accustomed to how to quickly amass wealth after accumulating initial capital, so it's not a big deal for him.

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Chapter Two: My Not-So-Cute Sister

Through countless rebirths, I have experienced many things.

I've worked for large corporations and wandered around with a tattered backpack, but even now, I still know nothing about myself, and I don't even know if it's really me who controls my thoughts.

I'm reminded of a movie called "The Truman Show".

I'm starting to wonder if everything around me is a fabrication...

Reborn?

Rebirth...

Rebirth!

It's another rebirth.

Everything I have was destroyed and then rebuilt.