I really don't want to be reborn.

"almost……"

Kawahara stared at the Kasumigaoka residence for a while, then looked around before suddenly lowering his voice: "I heard this family went on a long trip in the summer, but..."

"Hmm, but?"

"Once I happened to see someone inside..."

"Don't scare me."

"Seriously, I saw it while I was jogging this morning. It suddenly darted past and scared me half to death."

Kyosuke's gaze suddenly turned strange.

"This is getting interesting..."

…………

The feeling of being followed returned.

Kyosuke Kosaka, on the contrary, became less concerned and, apart from spending weekends inseparable from his sister, everything seemed normal.

"This is completely abnormal!!"

Kirino didn't go out shopping this weekend; instead, she stayed home with her brother to entertain guests.

Don't you guys think you spend too much time together?

"What's it to you, you dead cat!"

"I'm talking to you..."

The two girls were whispering to each other in the living room, while Kyosuke Kosaka acted as an errand boy, preparing drinks and snacks: "Little black cat, sweet or savory?"

"Hmph! I am a fallen saint, how could I have fallen for sweetness..."

"You like salty food, right?"

"Uh-huh……"

Kuroko is in a very high spirits today; in other words, her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) spirit is burning brightly, and she is constantly provoking Meruru... oh, Kirino.

Kirino was obviously impatient. She would retort to every chuunibyou (delusional) sentence Kuroneko uttered, and their loud arguments showed that their relationship was really good.

Seeing that they were getting along well, Kyosuke Kosaka went upstairs with peace of mind. Today was the day for the screening of "Fallen Beasts," and he was sure they would start arguing again later.

However, after he went upstairs, the two girls in the living room stopped arguing. The black cat peeked furtively in the hallway before retreating back inside.

How have you been lately?

"W-what do you mean, how is it? I don't understand what you're saying?"

"Of course I'm asking how you and your brother get along."

When Kirino was asked the question, she reacted as if Meruru had transformed and exploded: "How dare you call him 'brother' too! How disgusting!"

"Then I should call him... Kyosuke?"

"Black one, you're here to cause trouble today, aren't you?"

The black cat stopped provoking her and said with a serious face, "At the August Summer Comic, the willpower you showed left Saori and me speechless. How come you seem so weak now?"

"I didn't—"

"You can't even say 'I like you'? You weakling, you can't even say 'I don't want to see my brother have a girlfriend'?"

Kirino was speechless, her face turning bright red.

"You two are such a troublesome pair of siblings—or rather, it's all your fault, your brother doesn't seem to want to do anything to you..."

"Stop talking!"

With the Fallen Beast buff today, how could the black cat possibly let things end so easily? "I don't know what you and your rival said, but in short, did you even get the message across?"

Kirino hugged her knees and remained silent.

But the black cat wasn't about to let her go. Its paws braced against the ground, like a highly aggressive feline, its eyes behind its contact lenses conveying a strange emotion: "Can't reach?"

"..."

"Speak up!"

Kirino lowered her head, as if she might explode at any moment, or as if she might fall into a deathly silence at any moment.

This can't go on.

The black cat looked at its best friend with concern, knowing that all feelings had to be conveyed.

You're a brother-obsessed person.

You're an otaku who likes hentai games and has a sister complex.

You're a pervert who wants to marry your own brother and have children.

If you're expecting a response—then first, you need to convey your own feelings to the other person, otherwise how can they respond?

She was so worried about this guy; just looking at him made her anxious.

Kirino clenched her fists while hugging her knees.

She dared not...

Even though her emotions could easily spiral out of control, it was too difficult for her to actually say it. It wasn't a matter of pride; it was that she genuinely didn't dare.

Now, even without saying anything, I can still act cute, he can still pat my head and comfort me, and I can still snuggle into his bed at night. There are still a few months left, and as I silently count them, more than a hundred days have already slipped through my fingers...

But once it's said—

That woman, Kasumigaoka Utaha, knew exactly what she wouldn't dare to do.

This is the situation: the car she had been waiting for finally arrived, but Kirino stopped before getting in.

Once you get up there, you might arrive safely, or you might overturn and explode.

Should we get on this car?

If they don't go up now, they'll drive away, to a distant place where she can no longer see them.

It is said that those who are near the water get the moon first, but the moon is always just a reflection in the water, and it will dissipate at the slightest touch.

"Mr. Black Cat, in my personal opinion, gambling is not something to be encouraged."

The landline rang, and Saori's hesitant voice made Kuroneko anxiously scratch his head: "The problem is, if we don't act soon, the casino will be shut down!!!"

The police who raided the casino are still in Tottori, don't panic!

"..."

The chuunibyou anime playing on TV was appreciated by no one, making her seem as pathetic as Kirino.

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Don't call me a liar; knowing Reki Kawahara certainly has its benefits.

I don't usually write filler novels anymore. In the youth slice-of-life genre, what do you consider to be not filler?

Slap slap slap?

Do you think only mating counts?

Someone asked me why the main storyline isn't progressing, and I was wondering how I knew what the main storyline was?

Chapter Thirty-Two: Bright as the Sun and Moon Embracing One's Arms

A primary school student is walking down the street.

He's a genuine elementary school student, not one of those random elementary school monks who just kick people randomly.

A fourth-grade elementary school student.

Mayo Hyuga.

The registered trademark is hair tied in two bunches.

Among the three Gokou sisters, she is an average elementary school student sandwiched between her super cute younger sister and her gentle but clumsy older sister.

It's not slander; she herself feels that way.

"As for myself, there's not much to say. I'm just an ordinary girl, currently living in Chiba Prefecture..."

That's how boring self-introductions are at the start of the semester.

Hinata, at her age, also has a fashionable taste and goes to bookstores to browse fashion magazines—because many of her clothes are her older sister's clothes from when she was little, and they are quite plain.

But... there was no one in the Gokou family with whom she could discuss clothing.

My mother has very simple tastes, so simple that it's as if she's gone back to the last century.

The younger sister is still in kindergarten—and the older sister has her own problems too. If you consult the older sister, she will most likely be happy to help make strange clothes.

"Heh...it seems you're about to need the Cloak of Darkness too?"

That's what my sister would say.

Sister, Gokou Ruri.

Hinata and Tamaki affectionately call her Ruri-nee.

She has enviable beautiful black hair and fair skin, making her a stunning beauty, but her face is always expressionless, and she often looks down on her surroundings with a cold gaze.

So handsome!

...Of course, Hinata knew very well that her older sister was actually quite funny and very fun to tease.

To date, Hinata Gokou has not met a comrade who can share this interesting hobby.

My older sister is what you call an otaku, right?

She started writing novels and comics several years ago, sewed Gothic Lolita costumes to wear, and held eerie rituals in her room every night.

Making phone calls to imaginary people is something she does all the time. If it weren't for these habits, she would truly be a perfect older sister...

After all, her words and actions would affect her youngest sister.

Imagine what would happen if, a few years from now, Tamaki uttered such a painful statement as "Chiba's Fallen Saint" or "My true name is Kuroneko"?

It's already quite bad that Tamaki now knows how to accurately translate Ruri's radio-language speech into human language.