I really don't want to be reborn.

If I had to describe it, it would be the slight excitement and eagerness of a lion looking around after its prey has disappeared from sight.

The same club, like-minded friends, tacit understanding and recognition.

men and women.

The subtle, almost imperceptible Schrödinger's affection for each other is like a kitten's paw.

It's like the Chinese proverb about lovers having an affair: it's better to steal than to rob, and better to not be able to steal than to steal. It's like buying a roasted sweet potato; the aroma is worse than the taste. When you smell it, you feel you absolutely must eat it, but once you actually taste it, it's just so-so.

Kyosuke Kosaka understood this principle well, especially since his situation was very special. Therefore, he decided that during these short four years, he could flirt, have sex, and be a scumbag at will.

However, they cannot become lovers or even spouses.

In just four short years, he will return to the starting point, and he doesn't want to be so tired yet.

"Although I don't want to be so tired, the current situation is making me feel mentally exhausted."

Back in his bedroom, Kyosuke curiously opened the DVD case for "Meru the Stars," but his casual expression suddenly froze, and he was completely taken aback.

"Ok?"

He rested his chin on his hand, looking thoughtful: "Is there something wrong with how I opened it? Where's Meruru? Meruru-chan, have you been possessed?"

The cover was still the same, but the true nature of the disc inside stirred up ripples in his stagnant mind. The sense of absurdity was even stronger than when he saw his elementary school classmate visiting his home.

It was much stronger than when I saw the DVD box.

"Falling in love with his sister...right? This looks like a game disc, could it be—"

Kyosuke carefully closed the box: "Could this be fate's choice? What exactly are you trying to make me do, fate? And what's with this R18 label?"

"Stay calm..."

Kyosuke Kosaka broke out in a cold sweat. If his mother had seen the awful contents of the box he had opened in the living room, he probably wouldn't have been able to explain himself even if he had four mouths.

That was close.

That was a close call!

"Kyosuke, Mom's coming in to clean!"

Jia Nai's mother gasped in surprise as she looked at her son sitting on the bed, his hands covering his groin. What was he doing?

Mom stared blankly for a moment, then smiled knowingly: "...Sorry, it seems I came in at the wrong time."

Kyosuke said calmly, "Don't mind it. Please knock before you come in next time."

"Sorry, I'll definitely knock next time."

With a fake smile, my mother closed the door, and before she did, she kindly asked, "Is there enough paper in the house?"

Kyosuke was puzzled: "It's enough, enough for me to use for a few days."

"Be mindful of moderation!"

The door slammed shut, and Kyosuke pulled the game box from between his legs, wiping away a bead of sweat with relief: "That was really dangerous. Speaking of which, Mom seemed to be implying something..."

He began to ponder the underlying meaning of this adult DVD.

Anyone with a brain knows this thing must belong to Kirino, but why would she have such a thing?

Kyosuke turned on his computer and asked his classmate, best friend, and club member, "What do you think it means if a girl likes adult games with sibling themes?"

The reply was simple: "...That's a crazy question. Have you finished writing your draft yet?"

Chapter Four brings a touch of warmth and a hint of joy.

From a male perspective, Kyosuke Kosaka felt that the girl with long, straight black hair in the same club had nothing to criticize in terms of appearance.

With delicate and well-proportioned features, beautiful eyes like rubies, and a normal figure, Kasumigaoka Utaha is practically perfect, except for her eccentric personality that gives off a somber and unapproachable aura.

Shiyu is a school beauty, talented and beautiful, and very popular at school. She doesn't seem to have any particular hobbies, except that she loves writing and is a typical literary girl.

I remember those first four years, they graduated from high school together, published books together, and went to university together.

Then, just as Kyosuke was deciding what to do, he was reborn four years earlier. From that moment on, he shifted all his focus to the matter of "rebirth" and paid much less attention to Utaha.

Now that he has come to terms with many things, when Kyosuke thinks of Kasumigaoka Utaha, it's as if he's met an old friend of many years, and a warm feeling flows through his heart. It seems that Utaha also senses something.

"You should be laughing disgustingly right now."

"..."

Even through a computer screen, can you detect it?

Kyosuke thought for a moment, then typed a few lines: "I can finish this practice piece today. After that, I can try submitting my work for publication. I remember saying that my dream is to stay at home and be a professional novelist who doesn't need to go out to work."

"...When did you say that? Is it a memory lapse or just overconfidence?"

"Didn't you say that?"

"Looks like he's got a new brain!"

Kyosuke wasn't angry at her sharp tongue; in fact, he smiled. He hadn't heard that kind of banter between close friends in a long time.

Kyosuke Kousaka sighed meaningfully, "Maybe, deep down I'm actually a masochist..."

……

First, you need to have money!

The initial capital accumulation must meet several characteristics.

Easy to get started, simple to make money, and high returns.

For a high school student, especially a humanities student, the obvious choice is to write light novels and draw comics—gambling on stones only exists in the urban world of Yuewen and Zhangyue, thank you.

Of course, if you want to make a lot of money by writing novels, you definitely need to adapt them into animation. If he has the capital, he will definitely make animation—make my foot, animation is an investment!

How great it would be to lie down and count money!

"It's a pity I didn't see any more popular anime or light novels in my past life, so I can only rely on what I already have to copy."

Before being reincarnated in Japan, this person was a typical liberal arts student.

A typical liberal arts student would naturally read very serious and proper things.

In my past life, I hardly watched any light novels, let alone anime. The anime I watched were either Blue Cat, Rainbow Cat, or... well, Chinese animation just couldn't get along with the animal kingdom!

If I had been a bit more of a homebody in my past life, I might have been able to adapt the "Fate Stays Tonight" series into a light novel. I reckon its novel, expansive, and complete world-building would have been absolutely brilliant.

What a pity, what a pity.

While lamenting the loss, he opened his notebook and wrote down the outlines of the stories in his mind.

I was just about to say a few more words to Shiyu when I discovered that the home network was extremely unstable. I could only think while waiting for the computer to connect to the network. After waiting for a long time without any response, I looked up at the message on the screen and almost had a heart attack from anger.

"Please check your network settings or connect to the internet to find a solution."

—This is probably the greatest sentence of the century.

The so-called "Schrödinger's Internet" means that in a world where connections are lost and then reconnected, one of these two outcomes will inevitably occur, and we can only find out the outcome by connecting to the internet.

In the quantum world, when the network is closed, the entire system remains in an uncertain wave state. Only after connecting to the network and the matter manifests as particles can the problem be solved.

"Tsk, how interesting, this is what an interesting life is like."

Kyosuke saved the document and then shut down the computer.

The monitor showed him sitting there, silently looking at himself in the dim light.

It's like a bear waiting for a whole bunch of springs to arrive.

…………

The Kousaka family usually serves dinner at 7 p.m. sharp, because the father, Daisuke Kousaka, always comes home at that time.

Daisuke's profession is a police officer. Generally speaking, in anime settings, flat-chested daughters usually remain flat-chested, and police officers' sons often aspire to be police officers. Unfortunately, Kousaka Kyosuke has no desire to be a police officer at all.

"Those transmigrators who don't have cheat codes should just honestly do what they like."

Kyosuke sat at the dining table with a book in his hand. According to the family rule, if you weren't sitting at the dining table by seven o'clock, you'd probably go hungry that night.

It's 6:30 now.

When his younger sister returned home with her schoolbag, Kyosuke slightly shielded his eyes with his books, but his gaze remained fixed on his sister's figure in the entryway.

Kirino was definitely acting strangely. Even though the living room was just a door away, she didn't seem to be heading there at all. Instead, she stood blankly near the entrance.

A few minutes later, Kirino lingered at the stairwell for a few more minutes. Her anxious expression was on full display. Daisuke was reading the newspaper and didn't notice his daughter.

Are they looking for the lost "Meruru sauce"?

Kyosuke didn't intend to get too involved in this matter. After all, as the older brother, even if he had the right to discipline his younger sister, he couldn't be too hasty.

Take it easy.

First, we need to find out if the DVD actually belongs to Kirino. Maybe one of her classmates left it with her? It's not impossible.

So he only did a little test. The DVD is now in Kirino's room, but the content has been changed—at least it can't be rated 18+.

Kyosuke sometimes admires himself. As an older brother, he also has to care about his younger sister's physical and mental health and prevent her from being exposed to pornographic items too early. When he thinks about it, he seems to be receiving the influence of various female teachers at her age.

Curry rice and miso soup were already laid out on the table for dinner. The miso soup was alright...

The room where the whole family eats together looks very spacious because it is an open-plan design that combines the living room, dining room and kitchen without any partitions.

Sitting side by side with his sister at the dining table, Kyosuke Kosaka glanced at his father, Daisuke, who was slurping down miso soup. This policeman, who resembled a yakuza boss, always went home and, after showering, would simply put on a yukata. The way he silently read the newspaper could suppress any cheerful atmosphere.

As for Kano's mother, she looks like a virtuous housewife, unlike Kirino at all.

Kyosuke thought to himself, "Very good. Neither of us siblings inherited any of our parents' traits. Kirino can't be described as gentle, and I can't be described as dignified."

Kyosuke felt lucky that he hadn't inherited that thick body hair, and Kirino probably hadn't either... but who knows?

Speaking of my younger sister, look at Kirino, she's not saying a word right now.

To be honest, this guy is basically indifferent to his family and has a sharp eye. Of course, everyone knows that teenage girls are always unpredictable, so no one really cares.

After finishing his meal, Kyosuke Kosaka smiled at his worried sister and said, "Oh, right, Kirino, you dropped something in the living room during the day. I took it back to your room for you."

"pat-"

That's the sound of chopsticks falling onto the table.

Kyosuke, who witnessed his sister's sudden death, felt a subtle pleasure.