My sister never calls me brother.

In Zhou Han's subconscious, he still regarded Miyazaki Airi as his younger sister. Although they were not related by blood, a sister by adoption or a sister by blood was still a sister, and there was no difference in their status.

Despite Zhou Han's usual seemingly clueless attitude towards relationships, he still has a strong sense of responsibility as an older brother.

Zhou Han sucked for a while, and Miyazaki Airi didn't pull away. She vaguely felt that her IQ had dropped offline.

"Pah!" Zhou Han released Miyazaki Airi's hand, spat out the blood in his mouth, and wiped his mouth.

Miyazaki Airi was a little shy and didn't dare to look at Zhou Han. Her eyes darted around, and she didn't know where to look.

"Hmm?" Zhou Han looked up at Miyazaki Airi's face and asked curiously, "Why is your face red?"

"Ah!?" Miyazaki Airi seemed to wake from a dream, stammering, "It's...it's so hot..."

"Really..." Zhou Han didn't think much of it. She looked at the mess on the ground and said, "I'll clean this up. Don't worry about it. I'll go get a band-aid first."

Airi Miyazaki tilted her head, looking away with a strange expression, and muttered a reply—

"Oh……"

Chapter 100 My Sister's Magic

Zhou Han didn't think much about why Miyazaki Airi's tone and expression were so strange, and quickly went back to the house to find the first-aid kit.

After Zhou Han left, Miyazaki Airi got up and sat on the sofa, staring blankly at her injured finger, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.

She looked up at the incandescent light on the ceiling, slightly lost in thought. She shielded her eyes with her arm, thinking, "That idiot isn't panicking, why should I be?"

Zhou Han brought over the first-aid kit and sat down next to Miyazaki Airi. To be honest, he usually doesn't care about these things, so they are quite hard to find when he needs them.

Zhou Han, carrying the first-aid kit, rummaged through it, found a band-aid, handed it to Miyazaki Airi, and said, "Here, put it on yourself."

Miyazaki Airi looked at the band-aid, then at Zhou Han, thought for a moment, looked away, pouted and said, "You help me, it's inconvenient to put it on with one hand."

"Oh?" Zhou Han paused, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You told me to apply the ointment myself before, but now you know it's inconvenient?"

"This..." Miyazaki Airi looked a little embarrassed and said in a very soft voice, "It was my fault..."

"What did you say?" Zhou Han frowned, having not heard clearly.

"N-nothing..." Miyazaki Airi muttered under her breath, frowning as she said, "Hurry up and help me, or I'll hit you."

"Sigh..." Zhou Han sighed with a dark face, thinking to himself, "When asking for help, you should at least use some polite language. Can't you even say 'please'?"

Although Zhou Han was somewhat dissatisfied, he still helped Miyazaki Airi put on a band-aid.

After finishing pasting, Zhou Han was about to get up to clean up the broken plates on the floor when she felt someone tugging at her clothes from behind.

Zhou Han turned around in surprise and saw Miyazaki Airi holding her sleeve, frowning and looking down, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Han looked somewhat bewildered and sat back down, asking, "You seem preoccupied..."

“I…” Miyazaki Airi paused, then said in a serious tone, “I have something I want to tell you.”

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly so serious..." Zhou Han asked, puzzled. She blurted out, "You're not thinking of... borrowing money, are you? I'm poor too, you'd better give up..."

"That's not how it is!" Miyazaki Airi interrupted Zhou Han with a black line on her face, frowning and saying seriously, "I want to talk about you."

"My...thing?" Zhou Han was full of questions, leaning back on the sofa. "Go ahead and tell me."

“Um…” Miyazaki Airi paused, then said, “I already told everyone in the club about your bet with Teacher Dong today…”

"Ah!?" Zhou Han's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise, somewhat displeased, "Why did you tell them?!"

“Because…” Miyazaki Airi hesitated for a moment, turned her head away, and said, “Half of the time for the bet has passed, and you haven’t made any progress in your interpersonal relationships in the class.”

"My God!" Zhou Han touched his head, feeling a little frantic.

"Vi-chan said that as long as you ask her for help, she will help you," Miyazaki Airi said softly.

"Why should I have to beg her?!" Zhou Han lost her temper, stood up, and raised her voice, "Can't I do it myself?!"

"What are you yelling about?" Miyazaki Airi's expression was not good.

"I'm sorry..." Zhou Han noticed her outburst, sat down, calmed herself down, and said, "This is my own business, isn't it?"

“I know, but…” Miyazaki Airi put her legs on the sofa and hugged her knees, “This matter has already exceeded your ability to handle, hasn’t it?”

"I..." Zhou Han opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything coherent. She could only frown and say, "In short, I don't want to beg her..."

"Why?" Miyazaki Airi asked.

"Do I even need to ask why?" Zhou Han pointed to her chest and said, "I have my own self-respect..."

"What self-esteem? It's jealousy, isn't it..." Miyazaki Airi said, looking into Zhou Han's eyes.

"Eh...!?" Zhou Han stared wide-eyed, lost in thought.

He never expected that Miyazaki Airi's words would be exactly the same as what Lin Nianwei had said to him five years ago.

"You..." Zhou Han swallowed hard, her heart heavy, and said with a dry laugh, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Miyazaki Airi's eyes were beautiful and bright, yet they seemed to possess a power that could see right through people.

This look was completely different from Lin Nianwei's sharp, knife-like gaze, which made Zhou Han feel a chill. He felt that Miyazaki Airi's heart was much more mature than her appearance suggested.

"You're more proactive than anyone else when it comes to requests. Are you trying to prove that you're no worse than Vi-chan?" Miyazaki Airi said.

"No..." Zhou Han felt a little sweat on her back.

"Including this time, you always want to complete the commission yourself. Isn't that because you're jealous and don't want to lose to Vi-chan?" Miyazaki Airi didn't give Zhou Han a chance to explain.

Zhou Han looked away, saying nothing and offering no explanation. Since he had been seen through, what was the point of explaining?

Zhou Han did indeed harbor some jealousy towards Lin Nianwei, and he did not deny it.

Although they were good friends when they were young, they both had a competitive spirit and neither wanted to be shorter than the other. This trait was deeply ingrained in them and could not be removed.

Although Zhou Han had been suppressed by Lin Nianwei in terms of talent since childhood, which made him a little jealous, he never showed it or admitted that Lin Nianwei was better than him.

The reason is simple: friendships are largely based on equality. If one party is too dominant, the other party will feel dependent and lose control of the relationship, or even lose their equal status.

Therefore, Zhou Han did not want to ask Lin Nianwei for help. If she did, it would be as if she had already shown weakness.

But this kind of relationship will eventually hurt both of them.

Zhou Han's personality is like a pebble full of sharp edges.

Lin Nianwei's personality is more like an extremely sharp knife.

Neither of them will fare well in a clash.

“Looks like I guessed right…” Miyazaki Airi didn’t press Zhou Han further when he didn’t speak.

Zhou Han didn't answer, but just stared intently at her own floor.

Miyazaki Airi only guessed the jealousy part, but there was another reason that made Zhou Han hesitate.

That is the guilt towards Lin Nianwei, because he accidentally hurt her when they were children, and Zhou Han has never apologized to her. How could he possibly have the nerve to ask for help?

"I don't want to say much about your personal matters. After all, I've only known you for about a month, and I have no reason to criticize you. But..." Miyazaki Airi looked at her knees and said softly, "I only know that it's not shameful for someone to ask for help when facing difficulties, because not everyone can stay strong forever. There will always be times when you're weak. And the most shameful and terrifying thing is when no one is willing to help you..."

“Ah…” Zhou Han opened his mouth, he didn’t know why Miyazaki Airi would suddenly make such a remark, she seemed much weaker than usual today.

For some reason, Zhou Han felt that Miyazaki Airi had become more real.

Perhaps a month ago, there was a sense of unfamiliar distance between Zhou Han and Miyazaki Airi.

But now, a hint of authenticity appeared in Zhou Han's eyes as he looked at the girl from a foreign land.

“I have no idea what you’re hesitating about. Why are you still trying to tough it out at a time like this? Many people don’t have anyone to turn to for help, but now someone is willing to help you…” Miyazaki Airi swayed slightly as she said, “Don’t you know how lucky you are?”

Zhou Han tilted his head, looking at Miyazaki Airi, and was somewhat lost in thought as he listened to these words.

Although Miyazaki Airi looked very calm, Zhou Han sensed a strange sadness emanating from her.

Rather than saying these words were for Zhou Han, it would be more accurate to say that Miyazaki Airi was saying them to herself.

Zhou Han didn't know much about Miyazaki Airi, and had never tried to learn about her past.

In Zhou Han's eyes, Miyazaki Airi is his younger sister. Although she is usually arrogant and has a bad temper, she is very righteous and energetic.

So Zhou Han doesn't usually say it, but he still likes her a lot. This liking doesn't go as far as romantic love; it's more like admiration.

After all, Miyazaki Airi's cooking skills are really amazing. She helped Zhou Han say goodbye to his years of instant noodle-making, making her a savior-like figure.

Zhou Han was affected by the sadness emanating from Miyazaki Airi and subconsciously wanted to comfort her, and then—

He placed his hand on Miyazaki Airi's thigh and touched it.

When Miyazaki Airi is at home, she usually likes to go barefoot, wearing hot pants and a t-shirt, with no clothes on her legs.

But at that moment, Zhou Han's hot, large hand... reached up.

Miyazaki Airi froze, looked down at the hand on her leg, then looked up at Zhou Han, and the next second—

"Slap!" A sharp sound rang out on Zhou Han's face as Miyazaki Airi unleashed her Buddha's Palm technique.

"Ouch!" Zhou Han cried out, covering her face and shrinking back, staring at Miyazaki Airi in disbelief, and asked, "What are you doing?!"

"What are you doing?!" Miyazaki Airi asked, enunciating each word clearly. "You've got some nerve! Daring to harass me?"

"Who...who harassed you?!" Zhou Han retorted, exasperated, thinking to herself, "This is the real Miyazaki Airi; those were all illusions!"

"Why did you suddenly touch my leg?" Miyazaki Airi questioned.

“I…I noticed you seemed a little sad, so I wanted to comfort you,” Zhou Han replied truthfully.

Miyazaki Airi suspiciously scanned Zhou Han from head to toe several times, not seeming to be lying.

"Never mind!" Miyazaki Airi turned her head away, a little angry.

Zhou Han was still completely confused, realizing that she had been slapped for no apparent reason.

The two remained silent for a while.

Miyazaki Airi suddenly spoke up, asking, "Aren't you still going to ask for help?"

“Yes, I’m not used to relying on others,” Zhou Han continued, repeating what she had said last time.

Airi Miyazaki sighed, somewhat disappointed, and said, "I really wasted all my words."

"Huh!?" Zhou Han looked at her somewhat disappointed expression, scratched his head, and said with a smile, "It's not like I was just saying that for nothing. I think what you said makes a lot of sense. It's just that I'm the kind of person who won't turn back until I hit a brick wall. But... thank you for caring about me so much."

"Hmm..." Miyazaki Airi blushed slightly, then quickly adopted a haughty demeanor, saying, "Don't misunderstand, I'm just worried the club will be short of a strong laborer! Humph!"

After saying that, Miyazaki Airi turned her back to Zhou Han, refusing to look at him.

"Ah..." Zhou Han was speechless and a little embarrassed.