I really don't want to be reborn.

However, the fact that his sister is still in the mood to play means that she is still very motivated.

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Yes, today I'm cooking myself a boiled pork slice dish.

Splash!

Chapter Seventeen: We all have wishes and ideals, but that's all.

Oh no, oh no, oh no!

The earthy smell made it hard for her to breathe.

The rosy hue on her cheeks gradually faded.

Her heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and she wondered if her heart would suddenly burst if she ran for a few more minutes.

The wind on the west coast of the United States is cold and damp, just like the wind in my hometown of Chiba. It's a pity this is America, not Chiba, Japan.

Kirino slowly sat down on the grass, the biting cold wind irresistibly chilling her body.

On a weekend afternoon at the end of February, the dim sunlight seemed to have no effect on her, because she felt like a loser who couldn't hold her head up in her career.

"No, it still won't work..."

Even after breaking the rules and playing erotic games, the expected burst of energy didn't materialize, and the cute anime girl didn't give me any buffs.

Although I had expected it, I still felt somewhat embarrassed and unwilling in the end.

Once that idea came to mind, it was like dominoes falling.

One's worries weigh on one's spirit, which in turn drags down the body, and the failure of the body becomes a terrible worry.

"Ah... really..."

She curled up slightly and sighed softly.

It's no one's fault, it's not because everyone is too good, it's not because it's practice day and we don't care, and it's not because we're not in the right state of mind.

She's become like this not just in a day or two, it seems to have started about a month after she arrived here.

My mind was filled with distracting thoughts, and my courage and concentration to go all in had dissipated, which is why I performed so poorly.

If he continues running like this, it won't be long before he's in last place. Even if Coach Lisa takes good care of him, he'll still be looked down upon and despised by others.

We can't win, can we?

Today, she competed with Leah again, and during the race, she suddenly realized that this challenging track was not what she wanted at all.

She asked herself, what do I want?

I want a better, rounder moon.

I crave the unknown madness.

They crave a flamboyant and sensual lifestyle.

I want you... brother.

So, is it certain, Kirino? — Kirino asked herself this question. Was she really ready? Was she really sure?

She gritted her teeth and stood up, took a deep breath, crossed her arms, and stood with an arrogant and defiant posture, her head held high and her eyes filled with a calm coldness as she looked at the track.

That's the kind of cold-bloodedness that comes from abandoning childhood toys.

Compared to running, she has something she loves even more in the distance. In the months she spent traveling from Japan to the United States, she felt that she was confirming her feelings.

This has nothing to do with running.

Not seeing each other day after day is a torment. How do people usually get through difficult times?

Kirino Kousaka thought that there must be a powerful spiritual force supporting her, a force called "wanting to die but not daring to," wanting to run up to him and do something reckless, because her domineering brother wouldn't allow it.

It's very simple; she's certain she's in love.

I've been in love since I was a child. Now that I've made up my mind, I should end this marathon of unrequited love.

She had a blade of grass between her lips and hummed a song softly, as if her career setbacks couldn't affect her mood at all. Her face flushed red again, but it had nothing to do with the cold wind.

"Kirino~! I finished the run!"

Twelve-year-old Lia Hagrid rushed over and hugged her, her small body bumping into Kirino. They giggled and laughed for a while, their laughter free of any worries.

Seeing this innocent little girl, Kirino subconsciously thought of herself. Lya Hargreaves was really different from her childhood self.

We are different!

Yes, this child genuinely loves running. She didn't develop a liking for it because of any external factors; she simply enjoys it.

But I'm not like that.

"Whew, Kirino, give me a hug! Wow, Kirino's sweating here again!"

Yes, Lia-chan is talking about a small stream flowing gently between the two peaks... Girls are like that, their chest area sweats easily. Boys are drenched in sweat, but girls are drenched in sweat on their chest.

This is also why Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn't really like summer, because she has big breasts and a deep cleavage.

"Phew... Let me go!"

"Kirino Kirino Kirino~~"

"Lia, really, you've had enough training, go back now!"

The elementary school student clung to her neck and said sweetly, "I love Kirino the most! Hahaha!"

As a lolicon, Kirino Kousaka was naturally overjoyed to be treated like this by a cute elementary school student, but her tsundere nature prevented her from being too overjoyed.

So he was a little reserved, stammering awkwardly, "Uh, I can't resist... I like Leah too!"

"Hey, it's not my favorite?"

While coaxing the little brat who was snuggling against her chest, Kirino picked her up and rubbed her nose against Lia's hair, saying, "I love this word the most, but it's a shame it's not for Lia."

"Oh, I know, it's Kirino's older brother, right?"

Leah Hagrid buried her head in her arms, her face gradually turning sorrowful.

It seems there's no way to console them.

Faced with such a depressed friend, I couldn't offer her any words of encouragement or advice like "cheer up." No matter how many times I said those words to her, the result was always the same.

Kirino's problem wasn't due to that reason. Saying it was due to poor performance or low spirits was inappropriate.

To be most accurate, Kirino simply wasn't in the mood for running anymore, even though she was just as fast as me in the first few days after I arrived.

What the hell is she thinking?

It definitely wasn't a game or anything like that. Leah thought to herself that she had occasionally seen her sighing and hesitating these past few days, and coupled with the "brother" she talked about in her sleep every night, Leah was extremely curious.

She wanted to go to Japan to see her heartless older brother who had abandoned his beloved younger sister in America.

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"Ah!"

Kyosuke Kousaka sneezed for no apparent reason, looked around suspiciously, and muttered to himself, "I have a feeling someone is cursing me... Is that black cat guy casting some kind of dark magic?"

Outside on the playground, you can hear the voices of girls participating in sports clubs in the distance, hehehehe, maybe it's the softball club, maybe it's the cheerleading team.

Anyway, the girls' movements would definitely involve their skirts fluttering, which would be a feast for the eyes. Kyosuke stood in the corridor, listening intently.

"Catch it right now, you bastard! Aaaaaah!"

"Ooh ho ho—splat! Hasegawa-kun, you threw it the wrong way!"

Ah, this is youth.

Wonderful youth.

What's even more wonderful is a girl's body... Thinking of the wonderful things, Kyosuke Kosaka thought of his girlfriend.

He didn't know what the other girls tasted like, but Kasumigaoka Utaha's taste was just right.

It's early March now.

After this week, next weekend will be the closing ceremony of the third semester.

"Alright, alright, the application form is now complete. Miura-kun, you've really worked hard."

"...No, no, this is what I should do. It's the teacher who has worked hard."

The teacher's troubled voice rang out: "Why does this scene feel so familiar? I feel like I've encountered it a few times before..."

The student's voice was subtly awkward: "Well... this is the third time I've applied to repeat a year with you."

"...It's you!!!"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble."

Seeing Gennosuke Miura emerge disheveled from the staff room, Kyosuke Kosaka chuckled: "If I didn't know the reason, Miura, I would definitely have thought that you had some feelings for that teacher and that's why you've been staying at school until now."

Miura wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained, "The teacher's gaze is too sharp. One moment he was full of encouragement, and the next he looked at me like I was looking at non-recyclable waste."

"I suggest you give her your first love letter next time..."

As they walked toward the Game Research Club, Gennosuke Miura, holding the application form in his hand, suddenly muttered wistfully, "This isn't the time to confess! And even if I did confess, what then... I don't have any bright future prospects."

He then said something he had never said before: "When I first entered high school, my future was bright, and I was a very cheerful person, but why did it turn out like this..."

why?

Repeating your senior year of high school over and over again is not much different in nature from experiencing four years and eight months of high school over and over again.

The only difference is that one is proactive and the other is reactive.

One reason is to escape a terrible reality, but what is the other reason?

Kyosuke Kosaka coughed lightly: "Next year, you should graduate with me, Miura. If you don't leave soon, the principal will have to be replaced."

"Anyway, there's still a year left, we'll talk about it then."

Kyosuke Kosaka sighed, "I think you should go find a girlfriend. If she graduates, you won't have any reason to stay here anymore. I think that's the best way."

Gennosuke Miura laughed loudly, "That's hilarious! That's the funniest joke of the year! Kosaka, do you really think that three-dimensional girls are better than two-dimensional girls?"

Of course it's anime!