Reborn in Tokyo, but my sister is Dai Wei

He closed the door and bent down to find a pair of slippers for the girl when his expression froze:

"etc?!!"

When I looked down, I saw that the sunken entrance was filled with shoes, and a rough count of everything from Martin boots to loafers showed there were as many as six or seven pairs!

buzz~

The message came from the mobile phone at this time.

[Dai Wei: It’s raining heavily today. Everyone in the light music club and Kazuka-chan can’t go home, so they have to stay at our house~]

"..."

Even though it's a bit of a stretch, the young lady's luxurious business car can definitely accommodate the petite girls!

Just as he was wondering, Goto Ichiri behind him suddenly called him in a low voice, his tone full of excitement:

"Hirasawa-san...please, please let me get pregnant!"

Hirasawa Makoto: ???

For a moment, I didn’t know which one to complain about first!

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the floor reached his ears, and Hirasawa Makoto came back to his senses. He thought of something and suddenly became a little panicked.

"These are slippers... Use the brown towel hanging outside the bathroom. Wipe your wet hair first."

After hurriedly taking out the guest's bed sheet for Goto Ichiri, Hirasawa Makoto went upstairs and quickly ran towards his room.

Dai Wei's voice became clearer and clearer. Although she couldn't hear the content clearly, her proud tone and the girls' teasing had reached her ears.

He pushed the door open suddenly, and Hirasawa Makoto's eyes went dark. The bad scene happened again.

The loud sound of the door opening made the girls pause for a moment and they all turned their heads to look.

Dai Wei was sitting cross-legged on his bed, and he and You were each holding a childhood photo album of the three of them. Dai Wei's little hand was on a photo, as if he was telling Kotobuki Tsumugi the story behind it. Manabe Kazu had a smile on his face, probably adding details to the story.

Akiyama Mio and Azusa Miao were lying on the edge of the bed with several photos of him in front of them. Tianzhong Ritsu had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he looked like he was laughing so hard that tears were coming out.

There are so many people crammed into such a small room!

Instead of staying in the spacious living room, he went upstairs and went into his room. It seemed like Dai Wei's idea!

But there is something more important than having the room occupied!

If there is any dark history that must be erased, it is definitely the photos taken before awakening the memories of the previous life!

When they were young, Dai Wei and You showed a strong brother-control attribute and often asked him to take shameful photos such as "Wedding photos of three siblings" and "Photos of preparing for pregnancy after marriage"!

The naive Makoto Hirasawa obeyed his sisters' requests in every way, and thus left behind many masterpieces, especially one that will make you tap your toes as soon as you see it!

If there was no photo, all the images could be saved...

His eyes fell, Hirasawa Makoto covered his face, and his pupils, which were trembling violently like an earthquake, appeared between his fingers.

The photo that Dai Wei's little hand was holding was exactly that photo -

Two cute little girls stuffed pillows under their clothes to pretend to be pregnant women, their eyes revealing love. Xiao Ping Ze Cheng, who pretended to be the husband, touched Yu's belly with one hand and leaned over to put his ear to Dai Wei's belly, with a serious look on his face as if he heard the beating of a new life.

"Hey, hey, Makoto-chan is back so early..."

"Ping, Ze, Wei!"

After giving Dai Wei a severe lesson and confiscating the photo of black history under the resentful gazes of his two sisters, feeling the atmosphere was a little awkward, Hirasawa Makoto hurriedly pulled the socially anxious girl into the room.

"This is Goto Ichiri, you can just call her Pochi-chan, she's the guitarist of our band. She lives in Yokohama and can't get back, so she's staying here for one night."

Pochi-chan?

Dai Wei, who was lying on the bed with her butt sticking up and her back to Hirasawa Makoto, showed a wary look. She turned her head and saw a wet pink-haired girl.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes in an instant, Goto Ichiri's ahoge almost turned into an electric fan. He was frightened like a little rabbit and hid timidly behind Hirasawa Makoto.

“Ah, um…”

(So this is what Hirasawa-san thinks. I thought it was...)

(Ahhh no, forget it, forget it!)

(But isn’t it time to express gratitude?)

Goto Ichiri spoke in a soft voice, and he uttered several words before he could finally put together a sentence.

"Sorry to bother you!"

pat.

The pink-haired girl prostrated herself on the ground, and her clean and neat kneeling move shocked everyone.

Eh eh eh eh?

The girl was soaked and shivering from the cold. She knelt down and begged for shelter!

If he could hesitate for even a second and not agree, he would be truly a god!

The girls acted quickly, as if their protective instinct, similar to that of taking care of a hamster, was aroused.

"Sister, go get some clean clothes from your room, Makoto-chan, go get some hot water in the bathroom..."

Volume 1: Chapter 140: Hirasawa-san, you smell so good...

"Ah, well, it seems like I can't wear this either..."

Goto Ichiri tried hard to button the second to last button of his shirt, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tightened his stomach, he couldn't do it.

In the cloakroom next to the bathroom.

The original pink sportswear and base shirt were completely wet. The girl had just taken a shower and came here temporarily to stay overnight without bringing any clothes, so she had to borrow clothes from the Hirasawa sisters for emergency.

only……

Dai Wei and You were speechless. The two ordinary aliens looked pale and as if they were hit hard.

This is too exaggerated!

The pink sportswear is indeed the magic weapon that seals the big monster!

After taking several deep breaths, You forced himself to shift his gaze, which seemed to be sucked into a black hole, to Goto Ichiri's cheek.

"If there's really no other choice, why not wear my brother's short-sleeved shirt... Would Pochi-chan mind?"

Although they were a little jealous, You and Dai Wei had already taken out their largest-sized shirts and short-sleeved shirts to try on.

The trembling shirt buttons seemed to be about to break off at any time. Even if she changed into a short-sleeved shirt, the high waist would still support the fabric, revealing the girl's white and slender waist.

(Eh???)

(Is this Hirasawa-san’s clothes?)

(Aren’t they afraid that I, a dark and lowly paramecium-like person, will defile this fabric…)

“…N-Never mind.”

She answered subconsciously.

Handing Hirasawa Makoto's short-sleeved shirt to the pink-haired girl, Yuu saw Goto Ichiri looking embarrassed and pulled Dai Wei out of the room.

Click.

I heard the door close and Goto Ichiri was the only one left in the cloakroom next to the bathroom.

call--

I arrived at Hirasawa's home in a daze and stayed overnight...

Her little face had a blush left over from the hot bath, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although she still had some social anxiety when facing everyone, for some reason, an inexplicable sense of security slowly flowed through her heart, exactly the same feeling she had when she was curled up alone in the dark closet.

It seems that staying overnight is also quite good.

Goto Ichiri carefully spread out her white short-sleeved shirt which was slightly larger than her body.

It was worn by Makoto Hirasawa, and she had an impression of it.

The print on the white shirt is simple and plain, and besides the lavender scent of the laundry detergent, one can also faintly smell the unique scent of Makoto Hirasawa.

Body odor? Androgen?

Or maybe it was pheromones or something like that, Goto Ichiri didn't understand, but she felt a very strong desire.

(I really want to...bury my head in it!)

In his heart, the winged angel Goto Ichiri spoke out to stop him.

(No, no, that's such a nympho idea!)

The pink-haired girl clenched the fabric in her hands and shook her head vigorously.

A closed door, a small cloakroom, and laughter coming from outside the door.

'Everyone thought you were changing clothes, no one knew.'

Goto Ichiri, who had devil horns, also came out.

"Just smell it. No one will know..."

Reason still lost to desire.

For some unknown reason, Goto Ichiri suddenly lowered his head, lifted up his short-sleeves to cover his little face, and the tip of his nose twitched like a cute little kitten.

“Guhehe~ Hehehe~ You smell so good, Hirasawa-san…”

Looking up, the pink-haired girl's expression collapsed, a charming blush covered her face, and she laughed strangely, like a weird uncle who tasted the original flavor of Hi.

and many more……

The girl's expression paused.

What is Goto Ichiri doing?

Why are you so obscene... Mr. Hirasawa is so gentle, so handsome, and so perfect, but you are fantasizing about him with such dirty thoughts!

……

The sound of rain was pattering, the street lights barely illuminated a dim light in the rain, and the sudden wind blew away the fallen leaves.

In the brightly lit living room, the sofa was moved aside and replaced by three low tables put together, on which were placed many fragrant dishes.

"Hey, Makoto-chan~"

Dai Wei called out to Hirasawa Makoto in a low voice, but her eyes passed over his figure and fell on the pink-haired girl who was standing awkwardly in place.

"Why was this kid called Pochi crying and looking for you just now?"

He just suddenly ran over and apologized tearfully, then ran away without saying anything.

Hirasawa Makoto shook his head: "Why? I'm also looking for the reason."

"what?"

Dai Wei opened his mouth in dissatisfaction, revealing a cute little canine tooth at the corner of his lips.

"Could it be... that Makoto-chan did something to offend Pochi-chan?"

After getting in touch with rock music, Dai Wei still knows some of the stereotypes of traditional rock bands in the outside world——

Smoking, drinking, and playing with women!

Is there a strange love triangle or even a love quintuple between her Ou Doudou and the band members?

"how come?"

Hirasawa Makoto couldn't help but knock on Dai Wei's head. The empty echo made people wonder if the CPU inside had been taken out.

"Even if it was, it should be Goto-san who came to me angrily instead of crying and apologizing."

"Eh, it seems to be true..."

Dai Wei frowned and stupidly stroked the non-existent beard on his chin. His calves wrapped in pantyhose rubbed against each other, making a crackling sound.

But her brother-control radar clearly sensed that something was not right between the two...

"…Instead of thinking about these things, Dai Wei should have taken off his socks and changed his clothes."