I really don't want to be reborn.

There's a problem.

Kyosuke stepped back slightly, squinting as he examined the entrance to the closet. He felt something was off; the left side was much wider than the right.

"Could it be..."

He knocked on the left and, sure enough, found another door inside the closet.

"Erotic games are bad enough, what could be worse than this?"

What could it be?

Could there be a wild Meruru being kept in captivity?

He was actually a little scared the moment he opened it.

"Snapped."

Kyosuke picked up the object that had fallen to the ground; it was a game box. Upon seeing the illustration on the packaging and the game's title, his mouth slightly agape—

The image was of a very cute younger sister character, wearing clothes on her upper body, who was...

Okay, I'll skip the description and just give you the name.

Scatalo*Sisters

You should know how dirty this is just from seeing the first word!

Translated according to Japanese thinking, it could be translated as: "Hey, little sister, come and eat poop."

OH……

Kyosuke blinked several times expressionlessly: "Kirino... wants to eat poop? No, no, it's only been a few years, how could something like this appear in the Japanese game industry?"

"Could it be that the perversion of the Japanese has far exceeded my imagination?"

"Or perhaps a top student transmigrated here? Making games, selling the money, and building a new basement?"

He put the game aside, then bent down and pulled out a cardboard box.

Inside the cardboard box were several doujinshi (fan-made comics), paper bags with anime illustrations, and photo albums and other items, but his gaze remained fixed on one with a different art style.

It was an iPod lying on its side inside a cardboard box.

Kyosuke Kosaka wanted to take it, but a sense of dread washed over him. It was as if it were something that could affect life and death, something that would ruin his current life. It was as if fate was directing him to open it, but he was unwilling to touch it...

The notification sound for receiving an email rang at just the right time.

He silently packed everything up and put it back exactly as it was. He glanced at the email and learned that Kasumigaoka Utaha had found her sister.

Ten minutes later, he stood in the entryway, ready to leave, when his father called out to him, "Kyosuke, bring Kirino back."

"Okay, leave it to me."

There was something strangely guilty about what I said.

Just like when Kirino was facing him, she lacked confidence.

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This is terrible, I was so engrossed in writing that I forgot to update.

Please give me some votes! Don't stop giving them just because it's been released...

Chapter Forty-Seven: This Family Farce Ends in This Way

"Onii-chan, waaaaah, this doll is broken..."

"Leave it to me, I'll fix it."

"Onii-chan, hmph hmph hmph, this question is so hard..."

"Leave it to me, I'll definitely teach Kirino!"

"Onii-chan, waaaaah, I did terribly on this exam."

"Leave it to me, I'll... spank you for Daddy!"

This is a basic portrayal of Kyosuke Kousaka and Kirino Kousaka at a certain point in their lives. This is how siblings are, but most younger sisters do not rely on their older brothers as much as Kirino Kousaka does.

Starting at a certain point in time, basically around the time they enter puberty, they will gradually begin to distance themselves from their brothers, at least maintaining a basic distance between men and women.

this is normal.

But Kirino is not normal; she has known for a long time that she is not normal.

Whenever her brother said, "Leave it to me," she would feel a deep sense of happiness and joy. That happiness was indescribable and could only be expressed with a silly smile. But how did she react when she entered puberty?

Unfortunately, after she entered puberty, she gradually distanced herself from her brother. As for why she did so, she is now unwilling to recall it.

It's a story about someone who can never catch up, which leads to feelings of inferiority, which in turn breeds arrogance and pride.

Kirino, leave it to me...

When boys make a vow, they feel certain that they will not break their promise, and when they go back on their word, they feel certain that they cannot keep it.

Therefore, vows should not be used to measure sincerity at all; they can only prove that one was sincere at that moment.

But her brother had always been sincere to her. Before rushing out, she wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry her heart out, but she couldn't.

"what!!!!"

The girl with brown hair pounded the buttons of a taiko drum game violently, completely ignoring the rhythm—bang! bang! bang!

Her wild, machine-like demeanor attracted a lot of attention. She hoped more than ever that her brother would appear by her side immediately, but that was impossible.

She's probably still discussing something with her dad, right?

That's just how reality is.

There's no possibility of any dramatic developments.

"Die! Die! Die! Kasumigaoka, die!"

Cursing the woman who seemed to be someone she could never win against, Kirino Kousaka's tears streamed down her face, splashing out with exaggerated movements, appearing as a very thin river in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Yes, a river.

I'm so sad, my tears flow like a little river, and the fish in the river are blowing bubbles and bubbling away—that's how sad I am, bubbling away like that.

"I'm sorry, but I can't die right now."

A cold voice made her stop in her tracks. A beautiful girl with black hair, a white headband, and black stockings, as stunning as a rose, stood behind her, slightly out of breath: "It really wasn't easy to find you."

"Kasumigaoka, Utaha..."

Kirino turned around in pain and anger, her aggrieved face full of negative emotions—a classic "sweet strawberry" expression.

But no matter how much tears welled up, she had to purse her lips, grit her teeth, and even with tears in her eyes, she had to give a forced, cold laugh: "What are you doing here?"

"Well..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sized up Kyosuke's sister, looking at her disheveled state with an expression that was almost like staring at a steadily declining stock chart: "I've come to see how his sister vents her emotions. I just saw it, it was quite interesting."

Kirino blushed again.

"However, this is an internal matter for your family, what does it have to do with me? Why do you want me to die?"

The black-haired girl didn't approach her, but her calm and composed posture was enough to make Kirino feel suffocated and defeated; she simply couldn't learn that kind of elegance now.

Kirino lowered her head, her lips moving as if she were saying something.

"What did you say?"

I said—

She looked up, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice hysterical, even pitifully pleading: "Give me back my brother...give me back my brother!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha remained silent.

This was the second time she had heard that sentence.

In the hospital, this guy was the same way, crying and yelling at himself.

That's so pitiful.

She was sympathizing with Kirino.

But what can we do?

With affection on the left and sympathy on the right, she made her choice without any hesitation: "I refuse."

"..."

"I understand. Security and happiness, when combined, may seem like love, and are almost equal to love."

As the sun sets, the girl with long, straight black hair gives her final comment on her feelings for Kirino Kousaka: "But ultimately, they are not love."

"Is...is that so..."

They stood facing each other, neither of them showing any expression.

Suddenly, a rather discordant voice broke the silence, a voice subtly lewd: "Two, two ladies, would you like to... join us for some fun?"

Such vulgar lines could only come from street thugs. Kasumigaoka Utaha was slightly startled as she saw several burly men approaching with ill intent. She frowned slightly, as if she wanted to do something.

However, seemingly having seen through some trickery, she slowly stood behind Kirino Kousaka, took out her phone, and glanced down at it.

"What kind of things are you?!"

"Get away from me, you dead pig!"

"Ugh, this is disgusting! I'm calling the police!"

Kirino gritted her teeth and made a fierce face, trying to get rid of these people, but the next moment a familiar figure rushed into her field of vision and started fighting with the group.

"K-Kyosuke?"

…………

"Yes, that's how it's handled this time, Kousaka-kun."

"This is troublesome, my son has also done something wrong."

"Don't say that. If my girlfriend and sister were being harassed by someone, I would have hit them too, hahaha..."

"That's not something a police officer should say."