Let's do it again, Yukino.

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With a blank expression, Haruhi prepared to push Junko out of the bedroom.

"Don't do anything reckless, she's still that person's daughter..."

Although Junko was unaware of what had happened between Kaguya and Kasuga, her first impression of the girl wasn't too bad, so Junko gave Kasuga, who was in a somewhat bad mood, some words of advice.

"I understand, I won't bully her, you can go out now."

Spring nods.

"That Xiao Qing..."

With her hand on the door, Junko glanced at the spring day.

Only then did she find time amidst her busy schedule to look at her son.

Sensing something amiss somewhere, she didn't leave immediately.

A slight sadness flickered across the brightness in his eyes for a moment, before he put on a cheerful smile again.

"what happened?"

Looking at Junko's somewhat conflicted expression, Haruhi turned her head and glared at her mother, who was causing trouble for her son.

"Would you like Junko to help me cook some red bean rice later? Junko, you're really good at it!"

A silly smile, almost identical to springtime, with two rows of white teeth that gleamed in the light.

"No!! Junko, you..."

Chunri almost spat out her water. Her tense expression faltered, and she was momentarily speechless.

Is Junko's gaze really that shrewd? Or is she trying to trick me? Is she saying this on purpose?

“Our little Qing has grown up too…sigh…the dog we raised since she was a puppy got taken by another cat.”

He let out a faint sigh.

"This is the first time I've ever heard a mother compare her son to a dog. How rude of you, Junko." Haruhi didn't quite understand Junko's inexplicable sadness. "And Junko, why are you sighing... I'm right here."

Is it really necessary...?

"Now I finally understand the feelings of fathers on TV who marry off their daughters. It's a bit complicated. I need to go catch up on my sleep."

Waving her hand, Junko didn't say anything more to Haruhi and eventually left the small bedroom slowly.

Shortly after,

On the balcony outside the bedroom,

If you calm down and focus, you can faintly hear Junko secretly making a phone call to some older single woman.

"Teacher Xiaojing, are you free? Let's go out for a drink tonight. Our son has finally grown up."

"Junko, when are you going to get rid of this awful verbal tic? It's like that guy is my son... And what the hell is 'grown up'?"

"Xiao Qing just refused our red bean rice! Now you understand, right?!"

As soon as Junko finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone took a short, deep breath.

The person on the other end seemed to have walked to a quiet, open space while touching the phone.

"I knew it! Those two boyfriends who left Zongwu High without a word yesterday, I knew they weren't up to anything. Go to hell and explode!! You two are such hypocrites!!! You hypocrites!!!"

The phone rang with a furious roar, filled with grief, sorrow, and pathos—in short, a tragic outburst.

"Xiaojing, are you coming tonight or not? Chunzi, I'm feeling really conflicted and upset. I need some peace and quiet."

"Today? I have school to do during the day, and I need to pick up my cousin's son from kindergarten tonight. If you don't mind having the little guy bothering you, Junko."

"It's alright."

"Then you can call me when the time comes."

……

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Of course, Haruhi didn't discover that her mother was secretly contacting her master by phone.

Because he was looking at the long-haired black girl lying on the bed with a complicated expression, her face flushed red from the heat of her skin.

The girl's breathing was a little rapid, her eyes were slightly closed, accompanied by suggestive panting and a blush on her delicate face.

If other boys saw this scene, they probably wouldn't be able to resist the urge to kiss her.

But for some reason, Haruhi didn't have any such thoughts at all. It wasn't just that last night's exercise had exhausted him, but also because—

call……

A young man sighed.

He placed a cool, damp towel on the girl's burning forehead, then covered her with a blanket, and silently squatted by the bed, gazing at this girl who was different from him and had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth.

She's still my sister in name only, but unfortunately she doesn't have any of the maturity a sister should have.

In the quiet bedroom,

"People always call me an idiot? Kaguya, are you an even bigger idiot than me?"

Springtime poked at the lips and eyes that resembled her own with her fingers, and complained sullenly to the unconscious girl.

"My younger brother... is gone."

"I'm not your brother, you silly girl. You're more like my sister."

Haruhi, sitting on the floor looking at her phone, couldn't help but roll her eyes as she listened to Kaguya talking in her sleep in bed.

"Why don't you just study hard in Tokyo, build good relationships with the student council members, graduate, get married, have children, and grow old peacefully under that man's care? Why do you have to worry about your younger brother like me?"

Honestly, we're from two completely different worlds, yet they insist on wasting their energy on someone like me.

Besides, you're not Xiaoxue. No matter how good you are to me, I can't give you anything in return.

Besides, you, Lady Shinomiya, don't lack anything.

Friendship? Family? Love?

You don't seem to lack those things.

Full of questions, but Kaguya on the bed remained oblivious, fast asleep.

"All you do is sleep, you silly girl."

Springtime, with a mischievous grin, tied the girl's long hair, which was scattered on the pillow, into a rather comical bow around her forehead.

It's somewhat like Fujiwara, or something like that, whom I met once in Shuchiin?

The fragrance emanating from the girl was different from that of Xiaoxue. Although both had a refreshing and pleasant scent, they were distinctly different.

Springtime seems to understand why some male characters in TV dramas love to have harems.

“Father…why did you only tell me the truth at the very end? You shouldn’t have told me in the first place…”

Please, next time you sleep in someone else's bedroom, don't talk in your sleep!

Spring looked at the basin of water that had begun to turn murky, and the towel resting on the girl's forehead.

Taking care of this silly girl is really troublesome.

A short while later, the figure left the bedroom carrying a basin of water.

If all else fails, I should contact Xiao Ai. This silly girl is dressed as a maid anyway. Even if she's my older sister, why should I take care of such a silly older sister?

……

…………

Just now

Kaguya Shinomiya just had a dream.

A dream that felt incredibly real.

In her dream, she was no longer the student council vice president of Shuchiin Academy, but the true head of the Shinomiya family.

At that time, she had been out of university for several years. Under her father's arrangement, she gradually took over the family company, just like when she was a child. She started learning from the very beginning. In the process of learning to become the head of the family and the president of the company, many people and things were forgotten by her.

Yes, many people, and many things.

She forgot so much that she eventually learned to drown her sorrows in alcohol.

This was a dream that left her feeling somewhat melancholy.

Even though she hated that version of herself, she still dreamed of becoming the head of the Shinomiya family.

Then, even Xiao Ai, whom she trusted most, was sent away by the old patriarch.

In this dream, Kaguya Shinomiya seems unable to control her own thoughts, silently watching the story unfold within her dream world.

Then, at the age of twenty-six,

As the new head of the Shinomiya family,

On a bright and sunny day,

On that day that everyone found romantic

She got engaged to a man she didn't know.

The man was chosen for her by the former head of the family.