I really don't want to be reborn.

He even wanted to surpass Zengzi, reflecting on himself three times a day before he even started living. But the thought of that damned cycle of reincarnation made him lose all restraint: "Anyway, we'll only be in our early twenties in four years, not at an age where we absolutely have to get married!"

I finished washing up with a clear conscience, and then prepared to eat with a clear conscience.

The doorbell rang.

Without turning her head, the mother, who was preparing breakfast, said, "Kyosuke, go get the magazine your father ordered."

Kyosuke said weakly, "Let Dad go by himself."

Mr. Daisuke was watching the morning news when he heard his son say that, and slowly a smile that could be described as ferocious appeared on his face.

"Tsk, that's terrifying."

He resignedly stood up and walked towards the entrance.

"Kyosuke! Don't smack your tongue at home, it sounds awful."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Do you want me to beat you up in front of your sister?"

Kyosuke received the package outside the door and walked back, muttering to himself, "Minamiben-no-cho, Naka-ku, Chiba City, Chiba Prefecture... Oh, this is the home address, and this next one is the magazine's address, right?"

The magazine's address is in Shinjuku, which coincidentally is not far from the Dengeki Bunko editorial office.

"Ohayo!"

My younger sister rubbed her eyes as she went downstairs.

"It's getting late, Kirino."

"It's the weekend... Ah, I need to eat quickly, I made plans to go shopping with my classmates today."

"Hey, Mom's going shopping today too. Do you want to come with her?"

"No, no need..."

Kirino's seemingly innocuous remark instantly made the two men in the house narrow their eyes. The father, Daisuke, paused for a moment while unpacking the delivery package, a pause that Kyosuke noticed.

Oh, I'm sorry, this is my silly little sister.

He shook his head inwardly, thinking that Kirino was still just a child; she usually wouldn't go out on weekends and make up stories about what she was going to do...

Kyosuke Kousaka knew what his sister was going to do today; she was going to a gathering of an offline otaku community with Kuroneko. Kirino was probably unusually cautious whenever anything related to otaku was mentioned.

However, this cautious demeanor seemed suspicious to the criminal police.

Can't you just shut up and die? (Song Dandan face)

Kyosuke covered his face helplessly, hoping his father wouldn't take Kirino's abnormal behavior to heart. Surely not, since Daisuke usually turned a blind eye...

He was showering his younger sister with affection in his heart.

Nothing will happen! Kirino is so dominant, how could she possibly lose!

Be careful when you go out!

"Hi~~"

Kirino was unaware that she might be in danger. While eating, she kept giving her brother meaningful glances, urging him to eat faster. However, Kyosuke ate slowly and deliberately, as if he were blind, even slower than a mouse.

Kirino glared at him, thinking, "That bastard."

We agreed to go together today. If it weren't for this, how could I have made him so comfortable? In the end, my hands were so sore that I couldn't play games.

Well, they actually went back on their word today!

The girl's eyes were filled with anger. She finished eating in a huff, grabbed her bag, and stormed out of the house.

"boom!"

I'm never giving that bastard Kyosuke a massage again!

"Kyosuke, what's going on? Did you two have another fight?"

"How could that be, Mom? Kirino probably wants me to go with her and run errands for that handbag. I don't want to go."

Compared to his sister's tone and demeanor, his was much more natural, and it did not arouse any suspicion from his father, Daisuke. Kousaka Kyosuke pondered this in his mind, craning his neck to look at the magazine in his father's hand.

what……

That magazine wasn't a serious magazine, and it had nothing to do with police work. That magical magazine was full of teenage girls wearing all sorts of clothes and posing in all sorts of ways...

"..."

The father and son looked at each other silently, speechless.

"Ha, ha, ha, so this is the magazine Dad usually subscribes to. Oh, I see."

Daisuke blushed slightly, which was uncharacteristic of him: "Well... it's also to learn about Kirino's work."

"I understand, I understand."

Kyosuke was utterly speechless at his father's obsession with his daughter. Seeing him constantly flipping through pages looking for Kirino's photo, he kindly reminded him, "Kirino is on page thirty-two. This photo is quite good."

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The two men froze simultaneously, falling into an extremely awkward silence once again. The one who broke the silence was the imposing and stern father: "By the way... Kyosuke, how do you know so much?"

"Ah, Kirino herself owns this magazine. I flipped through it when I was bored. By the way, the girl with long black hair standing next to her is quite good-looking."

"I see."

The atmosphere gradually calmed down, and just when Kyosuke thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he saw his father Daisuke put down the magazine, quickly change his clothes, and prepare to go out.

Oh no.

Father usually doesn't go out on weekends, and if he does, it's in the afternoon—oh no, he must be following Kirino, I'm done for!

In his haste, Kyosuke Kosaka only managed to do one thing.

After he finished, he silently apologized to his sister in his heart: I'm so sorry, Kirino, I accidentally killed you with my milk.

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Good morning, April 1st.

You have monthly passes, right? You wouldn't make fun of a lazy bum like me on April Fool's Day, would you?

Chapter 44 Crossdressing... Oh, it's a maid café? (3,000 words)

It was a sunny day with the sun shining brightly.

After a one-and-a-half-hour train ride from the station, Kirino Kousaka and Kuroneko arrived at the exit of the Electric Street at Akihabara Station.

It was just past noon.

"This is my first time in a place like this. I thought it would be incredibly crowded, but judging from the current situation in front of the station, it's not as crowded as I imagined."

The black cat calmly asked, puzzled, "Why do you think it's crowded here?"

"After all, it's a haven for otaku..."

Kirino offered a casual explanation, then lowered her voice, barely able to contain her excitement, and exclaimed, "Broadcasting Hall! And the Gamers flagship store!"

"Calm down, you're really embarrassing me."

...This guy's getting excited.

The black cat was helpless; she really hadn't expected that this woman would be visiting Akihabara for the first time.

Ah, I can understand that.

Someone like Kirino Kousaka mainly operates in places like Shibuya and Harajuku. Although she has quite a few women around her, she's still a complete novice when it comes to otaku girls.

"Time is running out, bitch. Take your lustful gaze away. If you want to go shopping, wait until the party is over."

Kirino automatically filtered out the profanity: "I know, you dead cat—oh, my phone's ringing."

She picked it up and saw it was her brother calling, which made her smile. But the next moment, that smile was twisted into disdain by arrogance: "Calling at this hour? I'll never let you off the hook—hey, what's up?"

Kyosuke Kousaka's voice was calm on the other end of the phone, but also very low: "Can you see if there are any strange people around?"

"Ok?"

"hurry up!"

Kirino was startled by him and obediently looked around, her expression exactly like that of an underground party member: "What strange person are you talking about? Kuroko and I just arrived in Akihabara."

"is it?"

He searched quietly on the tram for a long time but couldn't find his father's imposing figure. Countless thoughts raced through his mind: "...Nothing else, I just wanted to ask what you're wearing today?"

"what?"

"Could it be the same outfit you wore when you left home?"

Yes!

Since it was her first time attending an offline gathering, Kirino put a lot of thought into her outfit, wearing an off-shoulder top, a short skirt, and boots, and adorned herself with seemingly expensive accessories.

Very trendy, very fashionable.

Her attire made the black cat want to chase her to Shibuya.

This outfit wouldn't have been anything special in itself, but in Akihabara, a place teeming with otaku and a den of iniquity, it was incredibly conspicuous. And for an experienced detective like Kyosuke, this conspicuousness probably foreshadowed the outcome.

"Give the phone to Black Cat, I have something to tell her."

Black Cat took the phone inexplicably, listened to the boy's calm voice on the other end, nodded and hummed, and glanced at the girl next to him strangely from time to time.

"Okay... I understand... I get it... No problem at all."

The black cat handed the phone to Kirino, a hint of gloom flashing in its eyes.

"What's going on? Why are you all acting so suspiciously?"

“Nothing. Your brother just said that you have to listen to me all day.”

Kirino roared, "You damn cat! Why should I listen to you? What do you want me to do?!"

"I want you to eat shit... Bitch, this way!"

They have a really good relationship.