I really don't want to be reborn.

"Hey! Don't criticize that Fallen Beast just because it sells a little better than your Meruru. Although that work is a bit chuunibyou, the colors are a bit dark, the plot is a bit melodramatic, and the details are terrible, it doesn't have to be like this."

Kirino smiled and clapped her hands: "You summarized it very well just now. Oh, you still haven't said why you wanted to buy that 'Mizuka' thing?"

Kyosuke shrugged, bewildered. "Because it was a very famous adult game, and I needed those kinds of things to pass the empty nights back then..."

"you……"

Kirino suddenly felt ashamed; she was so sorry to everyone that she had such a perverted brother.

Kyosuke looked out the window: "After all, you suddenly stopped talking to me and stopped playing with me back then, so I was a little sad. I could only try to fill the void in my heart on my own..."

He realized his sister was angry as soon as he finished speaking.

Kirino glared at him: "You're not allowed to play any more adult content from now on, lest you become a pervert and blame it on me!"

Kyosuke asked in bewilderment, "Then..."

"Hmph, I'll play with you! Okay?"

The younger sister was furious, completely unaware that her older brother was smiling with his eyes narrowed.

…………

Junichi Asakura attends Kazami Academy on the island. He possesses the strange ability to see other people's dreams while sleeping, and can also use a small magic trick taught to him by an old magician to conjure sweets.

Kyosuke Kousaka's note: Wow, that's amazing magic! Doesn't it violate the law of conservation of matter...?

This time, Junichi saw his childhood "little sister" again in his dream, but he couldn't remember her name. Unfortunately, his sweet dream was quickly interrupted by his little sister Nemuro's prank. Before going to school, Junichi insisted on taking his sister's temperature...

Kyosuke Kosaka's note: Eh... Eh, this method of taking body temperature is quite ingenious. We all know that one way to take body temperature is to insert a thermometer into the rectum...

[Actually, Junichi and Nemuru aren't really siblings; they give the impression of being a couple.]

Kyosuke Kousaka's note: Oh, sorry, his sister has removed his note-taking privileges.

The ending of Da Capo made Kirino cry with her lips pursed, unable to stop the tears from flowing. Kyosuke guessed that even if he died, she might not be as heartbroken as she was now.

As Nemuro's illness worsens day by day, a desperate Junichi decides that even if he has to part ways with Nemuro, he will stay by her side forever. That night, the three of them gather under the cherry blossom tree...

"Wow……"

He listened indifferently as his sister sipped her drink softly, his expression blank, merely marveling at the richness of a teenage girl's emotions and the abundance of moisture in her body, without any other thoughts.

Then she went back to her room and rummaged through her drawers, took out the first season of the anime "Da Capo" on DVD, watched it again, and cried again. This time, Kyosuke actually enjoyed watching it.

After watching, Kirino wiped away her tears: "I heard that the second season (DCSS) will be officially broadcast this summer, and I heard that the ending is very heartwarming. Hmph! If they dare to lie to me, I will really go and kill the director of the anime."

After expressing her dissatisfaction, she excitedly searched for information about the game: "Hey, the budget version for PS will be officially released at the same time as the anime..."

"Buy, buy, buy!"

"Well..."

Kirino let out a satisfied sigh, then noticed that her brother was looking at her with the same indulgent and loving gaze he had shown her for many years before.

That gentleness was like picking up a piece of tofu.

"Let's get down to business!"

"Oh, you've finally remembered the important matter. So, how do you plan to write it?"

Kyosuke Kosaka gave her a general outline of the story: "A doujinshi needs a starting point. How do you plan to approach it? Are you going to create a different character, or will you make one of the characters the protagonist?"

She plans to find a character from the game to be the protagonist of her fan fiction.

Kirino frowned, her gaze fixed on the second female lead, Yoshino Sakura. She absolutely adored the blonde twin tails, though...

How about this one?

Kyosuke pointed to "Amaka Miharu". This girl's character is a bit strange. She loves bananas to an extreme degree. She once claimed that her sense of smell for bananas is 100 times better than that of ordinary people. She also claimed to be an envoy of the Banana Kingdom.

That's not the point. The point is her true identity—the real Miharu had long been in a coma, and her father, the director of the Tenka Research Institute, developed a stand-in robot with the same name, Tenka Miharu.

In other words, she is a robot.

"You can try setting it up so that this robot girl suddenly awakens to self-awareness one day and stops imitating 'Amaka Miharu's' behavior."

Kirino's eyes lit up: "That's right, and Miharu's ending is very tragic. She couldn't continue to live due to the circuit overload, and her life and mission ended before the real Miharu woke up—I hate this ending!"

(Actually, this robot was later reincarnated as Yoshiko Hanabatake)

Kousaka Kyosuke secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's start with that. The protagonist needs a new name, Kirino."

"How about we call her... Xiao Tongtong?"

He looked at his sister seriously: "Don't you feel ashamed? Why don't you call me Little Yueyue?"

"Completely, I don't feel ashamed."

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Look, I used my saved drafts!

Chapter Thirty-Four: I'm Not a Siscon!

"When Miss Xiaotongtong woke up, she found herself transformed into a person... no, I should say a robot, although she looks like a cute girl (*￣)￣)..."

The sound of reading a novel echoed in the department office.

“I said, there’s no need to read emoticons aloud when reading novels. Doing so makes me think that what my sister writes is stupid.”

After spring break, the boys and girls in puberty finally managed to suppress their restlessness. Kyosuke always believed that Japan's short spring break was actually a time for students to deal with their physiological needs during spring.

At Chiba Benten High School, the head of the Literature Department solemnly examined the poorly formatted manuscript paper before him, which contained more emoticons than punctuation marks. His expression was serious, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Hearing Kousaka Kyosuke routinely defend his round-headed sister, Kasumigaoka retorted sarcastically, "Her writing is just like her. Tell me, isn't that a compliment?"

He shook his head with a wry smile. He was used to Kasumigaoka's occasional mockery of Kirino; he knew very well that she and her sister didn't get along.

If it weren't for some kind of concern, Kirino would probably have belittled Kasumigaoka Utaha to nothing in front of him every day.

He can understand that.

As the older brother, he could understand his younger sister's feelings to some extent; to put it bluntly, Kirino had a strong possessive streak.

If their relationship were still as cold as before, the younger sister probably wouldn't be like this, but now their relationship can't be described as extremely close, but it can also be said to be very good.

Therefore, his younger sister has a strong possessive desire for him, a possessiveness akin to ice cream's love for a wooden stick.

Very simple.

...He thought it was very simple.

As for why Kasumigaoka always likes to mock Kirino, Kyosuke still has no clue. Logically speaking, Kasumigaoka Utaha and that guy have only met a few times. Even if the meeting was unpleasant, there's no need to hold a grudge...

Logically speaking, the person in front of me with long, straight black hair doesn't seem like a petty or narrow-minded person.

However, it's not necessarily true...

No matter what, he had to defend his sister and couldn't let this woman go too far: "Her writing is like her? Hmm, that's quite an apt analogy, both are round and adorable!"

"...What you just said is just like you."

"what?"

"The same shamelessness."

Kyosuke sat back slightly in his chair, his relaxed posture resembling that of a homeless man selling running shoes in front of the White House. (The president at the time was Mr. Bush, a running enthusiast.)

Silence fell in the office again, occasionally a breeze from April would drift in, stirring up a little noise and ruffling her black hair. He sat across from her at the table, watching her intently.

After about ten minutes, Kasumigaoka Utaha finished reading Kirino's first masterpiece. She frowned almost every time she read a line. After finishing, she immediately closed the book and let out a long breath, as if she would be poisoned if she read it for a few more seconds.

"Now that you've finished watching, how did you feel?"

"Tell me the truth?" She hesitated for a moment, "Her writing is only slightly better than that of an elementary school student. I don't think she's suitable for writing stories at all. You shouldn't make things difficult for your sister."

“I never make things difficult for her, and God won’t make things difficult for simple-minded children. If this is what Kirino likes to write, then let her write whatever she wants. Besides, Kirino might not be any worse than you after high school and college.”

She puffed out her chest defiantly: "You're no worse than me?"

Kyosuke Kosaka stood up and carefully put away his sister's debut work, his gaze sweeping over the girl's ample bosom: "I'm talking about writing ability, not bra size."

"Kousaka-kun, I always felt that you were very good to your sister."

Hearing this, Kyosuke smiled sincerely: "Why do you say that? Isn't that how a brother treats his sister? I guess I'm being a little too controlling, I'm just afraid Kirino won't appreciate it."

"Is that so? This is the feeling between brothers and sisters?"

"almost……"

Kasumigaoka seemed to sigh, her tone filled with emotion: "I've always felt that Kousaka-kun is very mature, and knows more than his peers. Although he doesn't seem very energetic, he also makes people feel more at ease."

Ah, that sense of security is like tucking your long johns into your socks.

"Do you know more? If I know more than others, it's because I've made more mistakes than others."

When he said that, his eyes were like a mural of time.

Kasumigaoka Utaha squinted at him. The spring breeze scattered the sunlight outside, and some of the remaining light dazzled him, making him look like an Onmyoji silently burning a rhinoceros horn amidst swirling smoke.

Then this knowledgeable guy immediately asked a rather ignorant question: "I'd like to ask, are there any apps or platforms where I can make friends online?"

He was immediately met with a glare from the girl as soon as he asked the question, and quickly added, "I was talking about those platforms and communities specifically for otaku. To be honest, I personally don't like online chat platforms, since there are too many scammers. It's just that Kirino is always all alone, which is quite pitiful."

"Why don't you try mixi? It seems to be the largest social networking site in Japan right now."

The sound of pressing phone buttons replaced the rustling sound of writing. The two started using their phones to search, but many communities had restrictions, and membership required a letter of recommendation.

"Games and animation should have their own dedicated social networking sites. Let me look for those that don't require recommendation letters; there are quite a few, but—"

Then he thought of something and gave up in frustration: "Sigh, there are quite a few men who fill in female gender on their forms these days. I'm worried she might encounter this kind of situation, so I'll just forget about it."

Kasumigaoka, however, continued searching for things that interested her with great enthusiasm, and upon hearing this, casually remarked, "Kousaka, a siscon?"

"of course not."

Kyosuke Kousaka always thought he was normal and not a siscon, but it seems that Utaha Kasumigaoka doesn't think so.

The girl murmured softly, "Of course it is..."

"Oh, by the way, Kasumigaoka, would you like to come over to visit often? Whether it's playing games with her or giving her writing guidance, I would be extremely grateful."

Kasumigaoka waved silently.

Her waving gesture meant she was throwing a shovel at her sister, telling Kirino to dig her own grave in the computer and bury her round head.