I really don't want to be reborn.

Firstly, it relieved his sister's chastity crisis, preventing him from beating Aragaki's breasts to a pulp; secondly, it relieved Akagi's sister's chastity crisis, preventing him from having his legs broken by his parents; and thirdly, it even brought together a couple—killing three birds with one stone, right?

Kohei Akagi asked with a shameless grin, "Could I have this magazine?"

"No, there's a picture of Kirino on it."

"Never mind, I'll just go buy it myself..."

The two exchanged a few words of laughter, then simultaneously realized they were in the middle of a duel: "Well, Akagi? Are you admitting defeat?"

"I can't possibly admit defeat! And besides, all the photos you showed me were magazine photoshoots. Haven't you and your sister ever done any photoshoots together?"

Then, Kyosuke Kousaka, who had been calm all along, started to look a little strange.

"...Could it be that there's a problem in their relationship?"

"Well, that's how it used to be, so Kirino's photos are only from when she was little, so—"

"Oh hoo!"

With a strange cry, Akagi Kohei launched a follow-up attack in one breath!

"Sena's kindergarten version!"

"A video of Sena running errands for her family for the first time!"

"A photo of Sena when she first tried wearing a ponytail!"

"..."

His face was ashen.

Kyosuke Kosaka took a deep breath, took out his phone, and sent an email to find outside help.

"My dear sister, your older brother is currently having a contest with a die-hard siscon to see whose sister is the cutest in the world. If it's convenient, send me your photo right away."

Kirino, who was having dinner with her friends at Cherry Blossom Academy, looked at her phone with a puzzled expression. As if she had been struck by lightning while running wildly across a wasteland, her cute face turned bright red uncontrollably. She lowered her head shyly and muttered something to herself.

"Kirino?"

"Ah... Ayase! Quickly take some pictures for me."

When it comes to being the younger sister, she's second to none.

Being number one in the world is not important.

Most importantly, he just wanted her to be the best in the world.

"Oh, it's been sent."

In the photos, Kirino is smiling very happily. Her unreserved love makes up these photos, and of course, along with her usual tsundere personality, she is also showing her affection.

The email read: "Hmph, since things have come to this, we absolutely have to win!"

In the classroom corridor, a beautiful girl dressed in a school uniform is smiling at the camera; the photo itself is extremely well-taken…

So strong!

Judging from her basic appearance alone, she is on par with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

and many more!

Kosaka's sister's eyes seem... a little off, don't they?

"Alright, the outcome is decided."

Kyosuke remembered the ace he had been overlooking, flipped through his phone, and saw a photo of himself on it—

"It's a sweet photo of you and your sister!!! I'm so envious of you, you jerk!"

"Don't you have a photo of you and your sister? The highest and lowest meaning of literature is that people want to understand themselves, and the minimum achievement of a sister-obsessed person is to have a photo of themselves with their sister..."

"shut up!"

"The levels of siscon (sister complex) can be divided into 'big sister siscon' and 'little sister siscon'..."

Akagi knelt down on both knees, surrendering in a typical "falling over" pose: "Please, please stop talking! I've never been this heartbroken, not even when my sister misunderstood me as gay, sob sob sob..."

Just as Kousaka Kyosuke was enjoying the thrill of victory, the door to the Literature Club office was pushed open. The newcomer looked at the two grown men, one sitting and one kneeling, with astonishment: "Uh, what are you doing... Is it really as those girls guessed, Kousaka-kun, that you've fallen for another man?"

The student council member who pushed open the door looked uneasy but was actually incredibly excited: "Have I disturbed you?"

"It's alright, and I pretty much know why you're here."

"Yes, it's about the activity arrangements for the various clubs during this cultural festival."

The student council member glanced around Benzhan High School, a legendary place known for its abundance of romantic displays, and said to the Literature Department office: "The executive committee decided that every club must participate, but the Literature Department probably doesn't have enough manpower..."

"It's definitely not enough to publish a magazine."

"Well, how about we ask this male student for help—"

Like a mad dog, Akagi carefully put away his sister's photo, said nothing, and ran away with a whoosh, as if a wild boar was being chased by someone with a knife.

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The character Yue Buqun in the final episode of the CCTV version of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer was truly handsome.

Ah, Lianlian has already given so many razor blades, it would be really unreasonable for me not to add more chapters.

Chapter Five: The Most Beautiful Day is a Rainy Day

"I am back."

As soon as he got home, he spoke a few words to his mother, who was cooking, and then was given a lecture by his imposing and burly father, Daisuke.

Kyosuke Kosaka yawned and walked upstairs, looking a little tired. As soon as he got upstairs, he found his younger sister waiting anxiously in the hallway.

"Kirino, what are you doing?"

His younger sister followed him into the bedroom without a word, a strange look of worry on her face. Kousaka Kyosuke looked at her even more strangely: "What's wrong now? Did you steal something from my room just now?"

"Pah! That's such a nasty way of putting it. How can you call it stealing when it comes to your sister's business?"

The Kong siblings exchanged a silent glance. Kyosuke looked around and indeed didn't find anything missing, except that he wondered how many of the pile of erotic games she had taken back from under the bed.

Kirino leaned against the door, saying nothing.

Her brother said she stole something, which wasn't entirely wrong; at least her current expression was like that of a thief lurking in a corner, too afraid to move.

Although they had bold desires, they were thwarted by fearful hesitation.

So let's take it one question at a time. Thinking of this, Kirino coughed and asked, "Um...did we win?"

"We won. We had a debate with the student council and managed to keep the number of articles in the club's publication below twenty."

Kirino jumped up and down in anger: "That's not what I meant!!"

"Then what are you saying?"

The girl pursed her lips, looking at him with a pitiful expression, almost unbelievably soft compared to her spoiled nature a few months ago: "You know perfectly well what I'm asking you, just tell me, did you win?"

He laughed, stopping his teasing, and waved his phone: "Is there even a question? Kirino-sama's portrait is right here, her radiance and domineering aura are so great that even demons and monsters have to retreat wherever she goes. What is a mere perverted siscon like Akagi Kohei worth mentioning?"

"...I always feel like you're being sarcastic towards me."

Just as Kyosuke was about to explain to her the principle behind photos warding off evil spirits, his phone vibrated, interrupting him. It was a photo sent by that perverted siscon.

"This……"

"Ok?"

Kyosuke's expression changed several times, a variety of emotions surfacing in his mind, but in the end, they all turned into a sigh of defeat: "It seems we have lost."

Kirino immediately snatched the phone away, stunned by the photos in the email: "This...this—are they really siblings? Wow, this is really..."

This photo shows Sena Akagi kissing her brother's cheek, and the intimacy is overflowing from the photo. From a sister-complex perspective, she is truly the cutest little sister in the world!

"Looks like that bastard wasn't satisfied. He ran home right after school and turned the tables. I can't beat him."

He replied: "I can't learn how you siblings do this. I'm impressed, I admit defeat. The only thing I'm curious about now is who took this photo?"

He put down his phone and helplessly spread his hands at his sister: "See? It's ridiculous, isn't it? Although I don't really care about winning or losing, it's really infuriating to be humiliated like this."

Kirino murmured thoughtfully in a cute voice, "Hmm..."

The voice was too hesitant, intermittent, and fragmented, as if it were a scribbled drawing by Tamaki from the Gokou family, sounding very incoherent.

Kyosuke, curious about his sister's expression, asked, "Kirino, what are you thinking about?"

The younger sister immediately exploded: "Why...why are you staring at me like that! I...I won't do what they do!"

"nonsense."

He rolled around lazily on the bed, rubbing his temples and groaning.

After arguing with the student council in the afternoon, he wrote an article. He suddenly felt a headache coming on when he realized he still had more than a dozen articles to write in a week. With Kasumigaoka Utaha temporarily absent, the cultural festival publication would be a real problem.

Although there are quite a few zombie members in the Literature Department, those pigs are all just figureheads. They don't intend to sell their flesh, or rather, they have no flesh to sell. At most, they run errands and do some physical labor.

Are you very tired?

His younger sister suddenly lay down next to him and reached out to massage his head. She almost put her fingers into his ears, being incredibly clumsy.

There was a crackling sound on the window.

"It's raining again."

"Hmm... there might even be thunder."

Kyosuke Kosaka enjoyed his sister's head massage and slowly closed his eyes.

Rainy days, as perceived by the ear, are naturally not bright; they appear transparent, and all sounds gradually lose their color and become brittle.

All that remained were his and his sister's breaths, rising and falling as if connected by an umbilical cord.

"Kirino."

"Ok?"

"...You are the cutest little sister in the world."

…………

The computer was playing beautiful background music from a visual novel game.

The girl, sitting on the edge of the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest, stared blankly into space. The emotion she felt after completing the game seemed to have lost its space to ferment tonight, and was submerged by all sorts of thoughts before it could even bubble up.