I really don't want to be reborn.

"Alas!!"

"Actually, I would be quite willing if it were me. If that were the case, I could become real sisters with Kirino-neechan."

The black cat blushed with anger: "What are you talking about, you little brat! Do you want to eat green peppers for the rest of your life?!"

I was furious too: "Don't even think about it, brother! Hinata is already my bride!"

"Yes...yes...I'm sorry...I didn't expect you two to be so angry."

She fled quickly.

Before I ran away, I finally asked one question: "Hinata, besides what's related to your sister, what else did my brother say that made you think he was cool?"

"Oh, Kosaka-san was yelling at that Sinon-san over there, saying things like 'Elementary school kids are so great.'"

"..."

The room was completely silent.

That's the conclusion.

"Yeah...that's right, my brother is a really scary lolicon."

I stared at the black cat from under the covers.

"Black Cat, he'll definitely be interested in your loli-like body."

The black cat didn't speak.

She turned over and faced away from me.

The two people on the bed looked like two gutted fish.

I chuckled and hugged her from behind, as if she were a little sister.

Hehehe, so cute, black cat.

…………

You are my warm gloves, my cold beer, my sun-kissed shirt, my dream day after day.

In my dream, I was walking down the aisle with my brother.

The white wedding dress fluttered lightly.

He took my hand, and we ran forward together. Although there was no one on either side of the red carpet, I felt as if it were filled with countless people.

They were all acquaintances I knew. As I passed by them, I could see the incredulous look on their faces. I was too shy to do anything about it.

The music is ringing.

Solemn and dignified.

Just as the two of us were determined to seize the future, we went up.

Unsurprisingly, the role of the priest was played by a pitch-black cat, who said she wanted to witness the final fate of us siblings.

This person, who has always called herself a follower of darkness, now dares to touch the Bible; she's doomed.

"So, you two, may I ask—"

However, her hosting was interrupted before it even began.

"Oh dear, Kirino, your veil has fallen off! What are you doing?!"

"It's all your fault for being so slow! Otherwise, how would I have gotten my veil off!"

"My fault? If you hadn't been sleeping in late..."

"Who's the reason I sleep in late?! !!"

"It's noisy."

Black Cat sighed, probably thinking how good our sibling relationship was, and how kind Black Cat was.

After exchanging rings with us, the kind black cat chased us away, and my brother, holding my hand, didn't know where we were going.

But it doesn't matter where we go, as long as we're together.

I held that hand tightly.

In order to avoid getting separated from him again.

The past, the present, and the future are finally connected.

This is of course something that only happens in dreams. The feeling of about to become a wife, mixed with the feeling of being a younger sister, has an allure that's like a drug.

However, the dream ended, and the black cat complained all morning the next day, saying that I had cuddled with her for half the night.

"Not only was she dawdling, but she was also making sounds like a sow in heat. How could she possibly sleep well?"

"You stinky cat...why are you blushing?"

"nothing!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

That's enough for my sister!

Phew... I'll take a short rest, and then I'll post another chapter to thank everyone for their support.

First, let's go to Nagasaki.

"Um..."

Is Master Li here? There's a weirdo here.

Inside the hotel suite, the girl seemed to be talking in her sleep, her words mumbled incoherently.

It was just a dream.

"I'll kill you..."

It was just dream talk.

Besides the soft murmurs in his sleep, there was also the faint rustling of clothes, like a kitten turning over.

A petite girl lay asleep in bed, her short, light blue hair framing her delicate face.

As if meticulously sculpted, as if painted by a master craftsman, her facial features were stunningly beautiful. If it weren't for the occasional long breaths and indistinct sleep talking, she would truly look like a delicate doll.

Even in her sleep, she seemed a little angry, her little fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly, as if she were giving a good beating to some philandering bastard in her dreams.

"Shina?"

Kyosuke Kosaka sat on the edge of the bed, silently watching this girl who was fierce even in her sleep. He stroked her head and softly called out, "Shino?"

Tiny.

Even though she's sixteen now, she's still little.

Neither her height nor her chest has developed much—this could be because the previous generation of the Kasumigaoka family was stained with green, or it's a low probability in genetics.

In her sister's words, "Unfortunately, Shino, you'll probably stay like this forever, but if you look at it from another angle, you'll always be cute."

Kyosuke Kousaka, who seems to have a tendency towards lolicon, wholeheartedly agrees with this.

Sinon was fast asleep. She was a little tired because of her birthday a few days ago. She was tired from being congratulated by everyone, tired from having her sister change her clothes so often, and tired from eating...

In addition, the weather was so hot that people felt listless.

It's late August, and the summer heat is still lingering even in the early morning, continuing from yesterday's heat. Without air conditioning, it's hard to fall asleep.

Especially in a southern place like Nagasaki.

Perhaps feeling a bit hot, the petite girl impatiently turned over, and the ruffles on her white pajamas gradually lifted with her movement.

Her round little belly button was like a whirlpool created by fresh milk being stirred. He couldn't help but reach out and poke Shino's smooth, silky belly with his finger.

"Um……"

Shino woke up and stared blankly at him: "It's a little hot."

"You'll feel cool once you're fully awake."

"Turn on the air conditioner!"

Kyosuke Kosaka refused: "Your body can't handle air conditioning, you'll catch a cold. Get up."

She turned over impatiently again: "I'm not afraid of the cold, and I won't catch a cold."

"Aren't you cold? Then who was it that kept snuggling into my arms last night?"

Seeing his sister-in-law's impatient expression due to the heat, he sighed and turned on the air conditioner. A little while later, she was yawning and falling asleep again.

The room fell silent.

The blanket was pulled up to her face, covering her small, cute nose, leaving only her closed eyes exposed. She rolled around, not caring that her little belly was showing.

"Shina is very sleepy and can't be woken up."

He emailed his fiancée: "Is there any necessary and effective method, like using a needle or something?"

"No way, you'll get beaten up."

His fiancée felt sorry for him.

However, Kyosuke Kosaka was far more interested in waking up Sinon than in his own safety: "It's alright, it's alright, Sinon shouldn't hold such a small thing against me. Besides, I've gotten used to her bullying me all the time this year."

His words made his fiancée feel even more sorry for him.

Ever since he tricked Shino and brought his sister back, Shino has stopped being friendly with him. Whenever they meet, she will casually punch him – Kousaka Kyosuke has learned firsthand what it means to be a complete idiot in the past year.

He knew the reason for Shino's anger and fury; this anger was something that Kasumigaoka Shiho hadn't shown much, but she had.

The lion's anger at being provoked was terrifying; it not only used violence against him but also glared at Kirino.

The Kousaka siblings, however, lacked the courage to resist and were always at a moral disadvantage.

Kyosuke patted her head with a hint of guilt, giving her a slightly bitter smile: "Besides, I think she's actually gotten over her anger a long time ago, she just doesn't know how to make amends with me."

That's just how she is—calmly fierce, and after being fierce, she wants to make up, but her inherent pride makes her not very good at expressing her attitude.

"Is that so? I'll leave the reconciliation to you. I hope Shino won't be sighing and complaining when she comes back from Nagasaki."