Let's do it again, Yukino.

Alcohol had clouded her judgment.

I clearly wanted to stop the car; I clearly intended to do that.

But in the very end, even the car she was driving lost its mind.

The last thing I saw was the blinding light of the traffic light.

I vaguely heard the voice of a woman who looked very familiar.

That heart-wrenching cry,

But she was completely unaware of anything, her face covered in blood as she slumped onto the steering wheel.

He ended his life without knowing anything.

The ending of the dream,

Even Kaguya Shinomiya, who was gazing into her own dream, couldn't help but frown upon seeing this scene.

This awful life,

That's so annoying!

I wish we could do it again.

Yes,

I wish we could do it again.

Again.

……

…………

"I wish we could do it again."

In the bedroom,

The moment the girl opened her eyes, her lips murmured softly as she gazed at the unfamiliar ceiling.

Kaguya looked at the wet towel draped over her forehead.

As she gradually regained consciousness, she quickly realized where she was.

"Do I have a fever? I'm probably causing trouble for Aunt Junko."

She tried to sit up in bed, but as soon as she got up, she found that her cold hand was being held in a warm hand.

She didn't dislike the warmth emanating from her palms.

Looking down,

"Xiaoxue... let's do it again, hehe."

The boy was resting his chin on his hand, eyes closed, lying on the edge of the bed, grinning foolishly as if talking in his sleep.

Kaguya Shinomiya silently watched her younger brother dozing off.

"Don't talk in your sleep, silly brother."

She smiled slightly.

Chapter Sixty-Two: But I'm Afraid!

"Phew...Are you awake?"

The sleeping Haruhi woke up the moment Kaguya Shinomiya pulled her hand away from his palm. He rubbed his eyes, looked at Kaguya who had already turned over and sat up on the bed, yawned, and said to the girl.

Kaguya, whose clothes seemed to be completely soaked, suddenly blushed slightly on her fair face.

Perhaps because she was rarely seen in this haggard and disheveled state, she pulled the blanket over herself even higher.

When did you get back?

"I've been back for a while now. I've changed the water in the basins three times and changed the towels six times."

"……Thanks."

Damn it... The order of things should be reversed, and the one who should be taken care of is the other.

"Don't mention it, it's nothing. Besides, it was Junko who asked me to come back. If you really want to thank her, then thank Junko."

If Junko hadn't repeatedly urged him to come back, he might still be at Koyuki's apartment with her right now.

Chunri stood up, thought for a moment that there was still some food cooking in the kitchen, and left the somewhat stuffy bedroom again.

The dish being cooked was certainly not the red bean rice that Junko had initially mentioned.

There was a commotion outside the bedroom. Kaguya touched her forehead, which was gradually cooling down, and vaguely heard Aunt Junko's incredibly lazy voice calling out to Haruhi, as well as the boy's cold snort of complaint.

Is he getting along quite well with Aunt Junko now?

However, I heard that he and his mother used to live apart and their relationship was not good.

Could all of this be the result of the influence of the Yukinoshita family?

Kaguya tilted her head, thinking to herself.

Click,

crisp sound

The door was pushed open again.

Kaguya looked up,

Spring came in again from outside the door, carrying a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

It was just a simple bowl of congee, without any extra seasonings, delicacies, or seafood.

Spring slowly placed the porridge on the bedside table, looking calmly at Kaguya Shinomiya, who seemed to be still somewhat dazed.

"Have some porridge. I cooked it, so it shouldn't taste too bad. After you finish, I'll have Junko wipe your body down. You must feel uncomfortable after sweating all over."

Chunri scratched his head and chuckled. After all, even though they were supposedly siblings, there was still a difference between him and the girl in front of him—they were still of different genders.

Besides, she doesn't share the same surname as me; her surname is Shinomiya, and mine is Kasuga.

"Well, thank you."

Kaguya didn't refuse. The porridge wasn't too hot, the temperature was just right. Holding the spoon, she gently stuck out her pink tongue, which was like that of a red carp, and tentatively licked a mouthful of the clear porridge.

Then, her furrowed brows relaxed, and she held the bowl in her two little hands, sipping her drink slowly.

"It tastes great, you're amazing, thank you."

I don't know how many times Kaguya has said thank you to Haruhi.

When the girl looked up, she revealed a pretty smiling face.

"If you like it, I'll serve you some more later, Shinomiya."

You should call me sister.

“…Yes, Big Sister.”

If you cook congee in spring, you'd probably complain that it has no flavor if it were the first snow of spring.

The boy had some reservations.

Women really are sometimes big bastards, they can fool men with all sorts of tricks.

"that."

After a while, Haruhi glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, checked the time, hesitated for a moment, and then honestly told Kaguya-sama what he had to say.

"Well, I've already called Xiao Ai. She should be able to come and pick you up in about twenty minutes."

Just as she left, Kasuga secretly made a phone call to the blonde maid.

Although the specific details are unclear, he has a pretty good idea of ​​why this young lady who ran away from home ended up at his apartment.

"...I'm not going back."

The congee in the bowl suddenly lost its flavor.

Upon hearing this, Kaguya immediately changed her smile, her relaxed expression turned serious, and she looked at Haruhi before resolutely shaking her head.

"To be separated from one's original family... absolutely not! Even if that person is my father, it's still not allowed."

"Listen to me, go back. My little home isn't suitable for you to live here."

"I won't go back, absolutely not! If he doesn't agree to my request, I might as well live with you, Xiao Qing. I'll pay for your lodging and food. After all, I've saved up quite a bit of money over the years. If all else fails, I can borrow some from Xiao Ai."

"Shinomiya, can you please be a little more rational? You are already a mentally mature high school student."

Chunri frowned as she looked at the girl who seemed to be sulking like a child, and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"In short, it's not your place, Xiao Qing, to blame me, your older sister, for this. I will make that person return everything you deserve to you. And please call me older sister!"

"..."

Speechless.

For a moment, Chunri didn't know how to have a normal conversation with this guy.

why,

Why did I end up with such a stupid older sister?

If only I could do it all over again. If I could do it all over again, I would never have saved that maid Ai from those thugs. Otherwise, this Shinomiya girl wouldn't have traveled all the way from Tokyo to Chiba, causing herself so much trouble.

Looking at the resolute expression on Shinomiya's face, Haruhi realized that normal communication would be pointless.

However, this large Buddha statue must be sent away; if it remains here any longer...

Perhaps next time, it won't be Xiao Ai coming to pick them up.

If that person comes, I'm afraid...

Outside the bedroom, the boy could hear Junko's satisfied smacking sounds as she ate her breakfast.

Spring sighed inwardly.