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"Ah."

Kiyoshi Gen stroked his chin, looked at the beautifully curved backs of his stepsisters, and nodded.

The four youngest sisters are all twenty-three years old, an age where maturity and youth coexist.

It's so beautiful.

"Brother, I'm very busy right now. If you want the sisters to chat with you, go find Xia Xia who's hanging clothes out to dry in the yard."

"Sister Xiaohui and Sister Xiaoai just took Yuling out to buy ingredients for lunch."

"Mom, Kaguya-neechan, and Ran-neechan are doing morning exercises together in the Japanese-style room."

"Ah good."

Kiyoshi Gen scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"Um, Xiao Qiu, do you need my help?"

Kiyoshi Aki put down the vase in her hand and turned to look at her brother.

"No need."

“My brother works so hard, so naturally we younger sisters should help him.”

"It was agreed that we would do everything at home."

"Brother, please don't interfere."

Okay, fine.

Kiyoshi Gen was just asking casually. After being rejected so many times, he knew that his sisters' stubborn personalities were somewhat influenced by him.

After leaving the small living room that connects all the bedrooms, Kiyoi Gen came to the hallway.

A delicious aroma of food wafted over from afar, mixed with the sound of Kiyoi Haru humming.

Although I would like to help, I doubt Xiaochun and Xiaodong would agree even if I went.

Thinking of this, Kiyoshi walked towards the small courtyard of the mansion.

That's where we usually hang our clothes to dry.

As he walked to the small corridor next to the courtyard, he happened to see Kiyoi Natsu swinging a pair of shorts.

It looks like he just changed out of it yesterday.

Cough!

Over the years, he had left almost all the housework to his younger sister and her family, which made him feel really guilty.

Thinking this, Kiyoi Gen walked over and stepped into the courtyard with his wooden clogs.

There are four long clotheslines in the small courtyard.

Clothes were hanging out to dry on top.

Almost everyone's underwear was hung on the same pole.

Wow, I never noticed before, these bra sizes are quite astonishing!

This old-fashioned style must be Kaguya's, and it's even the smallest one.

and many more!

Whose clothes are these?

It's black lace?!

There's still so little fabric?!

Stare~

"Brother, the one you're looking at belongs to Sister Xiao Ai."

"puff!"

Who would have thought Xiao Ai had this side to her?!

Kiyoshi quickly straightened his expression.

"Cough cough!"

"I just wanted to help! Yes! I wanted to help!"

Kiyoi Natsu hung up her underwear that she had changed out of to dry, and that was it, all of them were now hung up.

"Brother, there's no need to hide it."

"We know exactly what you're thinking."

“We’re not related by blood, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

Well!

Why are you speaking such blunt truths?

Seeing Kiyoshi Gen's embarrassed expression, Kiyoshi Natsumi remembered the secret plan her family had been plotting.

"Brother, I've finished my chores. Would you like to enjoy a lap pillow before breakfast?"

Right there in the corridor next to the courtyard, Kiyoi Natsu gave her brother a lap pillow as she had wished.

It's very comfortable to use my plump thighs as a pillow, but it's a bit of a shame that I can't see my sister's face.

How does it compare to other people's lap pillows?

Kiyoshi Gen had a wry smile on his face.

"Xia, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Kiyoi Natsumi grinned mischievously and pinched her brother's cheeks with both hands.

"I just want to make things difficult for my brother."

“It’s clearly a holiday and you still want to go to work. It’s my brother’s fault.”

Kiyoshi Gen opened his mouth, but in the end, all he could say was "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, I've left all the housework to you."

This time, Kiyoi Natsu squeezed even harder.

"Not at all!"

"Didn't we already agree on this?"

"Sister Xiaohui helps my brother with his work, Sister Xiaoai inspects the village, and Xiaochun, Xiaoqiu, Xiaodong, and I are in charge of household affairs and the management of the Mingzhu Mansion."

"We are family for life, so naturally we should help each other."

Kiyoshi Gen laughed, inexplicably wanting to make a sarcastic remark.

"And what about Mom?"

"Mom can't do anything well except dance and music, so let her enjoy life and do whatever she wants."

"It would be nice if she choreographed the dances for each celebration."

Kiyoi Natsumi said it as a matter of course.

This has always been the division of labor within the Kiyoi family.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Kiyoshi Gen sincerely expressed his gratitude.

"It's nothing."

Instead of thanking us verbally, brother, why don't you just tell us when you're going to officially marry us?

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Just as Kiyoi Gen raised his head, Kiyoi Natsu pressed it down.

Looking at the thing bobbing up and down above his head, Kiyoshi had a feeling that this was a trap, something the other party had been planning for a long time.

"Brother, you're not saying you don't want to marry us, are you?"

"You're a famous master, it's normal for you to have many concubines."

“In some small places in the Land of Fire, the lords even forcibly took seventy or eighty concubines.”

Uh, where did you hear about this?

Although Kiyoshi Gen wanted to ask, he knew it was best not to.

Will you marry your stepsisters?

I've been avoiding this issue for a while, but the eldest, Kiyoi Megumi, is already twenty-five years old, and I can't put it off any longer.

"Xia, actually, I've always had a question in my mind."

Kiyoi Natsu nodded, listening to her brother's words.

“I adopted you when you were very young.”

"To be honest, I did indeed groom you as my future wives back then."

"But now that I think about it, wasn't that too unfair to you?"