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"When?" Yukino Yukinoshita immediately followed up with her second question.

"It's our first time meeting," Yukino Yukinoshita replied quickly, as if she knew everything.

Yukino Yukinoshita then realized the problem.

The description of "first meeting" is problematic, because the older sister is not the type to like someone at first sight. Her inner walls are higher than most people in the world, and it is almost impossible for anyone to get past her defenses on the first meeting.

For some reason, Yukino Yukinoshita found that her rationality was returning. Although the sadness, pain and disbelief were still there, they had been suppressed.

She began to think.

When my older sister was in sixth grade, she looked at the snow falling heavily and said something.

The Yukinoshita family has a curse that has bound them to fall in love with someone for generations.

I didn't take it to heart because I liked him, and it had nothing to do with that curse. My sister didn't show any strange attitude when she first met him either.

With her lips slightly parted, Yukino Yukinoshita said, "The person you said you would definitely fall in love with is Nomiyama Kazehaya."

Yukinoshita looked at her younger sister, who was beginning to think and explore, raised her eyebrows, lowered her arms, and stood up straight: "Yes."

Looking at her sister who had acknowledged it, Yukino Yukinoshita said the next sentence: "The owner of the fishing rod and the owner of the knife in the house are the same person, who is the ancestor of the Yukinoshita family a thousand years ago."

Yukinoshita smiled and said, "Yes."

"For a thousand years, the Yukinoshita family has served and accompanied him."

"Correct."

"The strange thing about the family when I was in elementary school was that he went down the mountain and disappeared."

"Correct."

“I checked the family’s records and files in the archives, but I couldn’t find him.”

"Those things, I burned them so you wouldn't know."

Her brow furrowed, Yukino Yukinoshita's lips trembled slightly, and she spoke of another matter: "After I returned, my mother..."

Yukino Yukinoshita interrupted her with a smile, her tone light: "I kept his existence a secret. After you came back, my mother thought that the Yukinoshita family could be handed over to the two of us, and now she is searching the world for him. He is the most precious treasure of the Yukinoshita family. He was lost in my mother's hands, and she is going crazy."

After saying that, she looked at her sister's unresponsive expression and the faint fear in her eyes, and said in a cheerful tone, "Yukino, don't you think it's interesting? We now have the people our mother loves most."

Looking at her sister's joyful expression, Yukino Yukinoshita sensed the genuine, unpretentious happiness. Her fingers trembled slightly, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and she murmured, "You're crazy..."

"Crazy?"

Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head, her expression gradually calming down. She was unusually calm: "I'm not crazy. I just realized that being a normal person gets me nothing, so I chose to be abnormal."

The air fell silent; the two sisters simply looked at each other.

A gust of wind blew by, and Yukino's eyes became even more complicated, with pain gradually creeping into them.

She didn't talk about anything related to him anymore, but instead started talking about something from a long time ago.

“From the time I can remember, my mother often taught me to ‘learn from my older sister, she is a natural head of the Yukinoshita family,’ and I have never felt that she was wrong.”

Yukinoshita grinned, confident and smug: "That statement is still true even now."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and nodded: "You can do everything, and you do everything very well. Your studies, interpersonal relationships, your control over people's hearts, and your understanding of all aspects of the Yukinoshita family, the whole of Chiba knows that you are the next head of the Yukinoshita family. The next generation of companies at those banquets are like fools in front of you, wishing they could rip their hearts out and offer them to you."

“At first, I just thought that since you are so outstanding, I can’t let outsiders think that you have a disappointing younger sister.”

Yukino's eyes softened as she waited for her sister to continue.

“I tried very hard, and although I am still not as good as you were back then in many aspects, I still tried my best and then I discovered that I also have talent and I can do well in many things.”

“I can learn everything you teach me very quickly. Although my interpersonal relationships are a mess, I think that as long as I am capable, it is not a big problem. I think that one day I will be able to make my mother say things like ‘As expected of the daughter of the Yukinoshita family.’”

Yukinoshita tilted her head: "As you are now, you don't need her approval."

After a moment of silence, Yukino Yukinoshita reached out her right hand and grabbed her left arm. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "But I still want your approval. When I was little, my mother was always busy and she was never home. Everything I know was taught to me by you."

Yukino's voice softened: "You did very well, you grew up exceptionally well, much better than I imagined, much, much better."

Yukino Yukinoshita took a deep breath, finally looked up at the sky, and seemed to murmur: "I have been working hard, and I have learned more and more knowledge and become stronger and stronger. So later I thought, do I also have a chance? If I do better, can I compete with you and eventually become the head of the Yukinoshita family?"

“During my elementary school years, no matter how annoyed or distressed you were, you still patiently taught me everything. You always played pranks on me, but I never thought you were a bad person.”

"I didn't want to use the Yukinoshita family to prove how great I am. I just wanted to learn from you and then surpass you."

"Because I truly admire and idolize you."

The air fell silent once more, until a moment later, the girl's helpless, painful, and sorrowful voice carried on the wind.

"We've been together for so many years, through blooming and withering flowers."

"Sister, why?"

Yukino looked at the person who was about to shatter, and her expression also wavered.

But she quickly regained her composure, her expression hardening and becoming even harder.

Reaching out, Yukino looked at her outstretched palm.

Before she came, she was thinking of finding a loophole in Yukino's heart, softening her to some extent, and then having him use his feelings for Yukino to entangle her.

But I don't want it to be like this anymore, not at all.

"why?"

Clenching her fist, Yukinoshita Haruno looked up at her younger sister with a cold gaze: "You want to know?"

A cold smile crept across her lips as she took two steps forward: "You probably think that after I found out about you and him, I should just give up and watch from the sidelines."

“From childhood to adulthood, I have spent the most time with you. I taught you Aikido, I taught you cooking, and I even taught you how to pronounce and write your name. The first time you spoke was when you called me ‘older sister’.”

If you want something but are too ashamed to ask, I'll find a roundabout way to get it to you. If your mother is disappointed in your performance, I'll try to distract her. If you're bored at a banquet, I'll leave those people behind and come over to chat with you.

"Because you are my sister, and you are my only sister."

"I'll find a way to give you whatever you want. If you want the Yukinoshita family later, I can give it to you too, because I don't care."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at her, her eyes flickering.

“In those years, I was the best person in the world to you. Even if you were slow to notice, you would have realized it.”

Yukino looked coldly at her younger sister: "Even if such efforts are not rewarded, I won't feel anything, because you are my sister, and this is what I should do."

She clenched her fist: "I've known a lot about the Yukinoshita family since I was little, like they won't live past fifty, like there's a god in the back mountain, like the family has loved him for a thousand years."

Turning around, Yukino walked to the edge of the rooftop and reached out to grip the railing.

“When I was ten, I asked you to keep watch and check the family archives. When I was eleven, I went to the back mountain to see him while my mother was away.”

"That afternoon, he disappeared from the mountain. Two days later, he became an eight-year-old child and enrolled in Chiba Central Elementary School, where he met you."

“When you were nine and I was twelve, your relationship with him started to blossom.”

"When you were twelve, I was fifteen. I finally saw him again, and all he could see was you."

"You ask me why."

Unconsciously, Yukino Shino tightened her grip, and the iron railing gradually deformed between her fair hands.

"Actually, I also want to ask, why?"

"I met him first, I fell in love with him first, so why did he meet you first after he came down from the mountain?"

Amidst the screeching sound of metal scraping against metal, Yukino Yukinoshita loosened her grip on the twisted and mangled railing and turned back to look at her younger sister.

Her voice was cold: "From childhood, I've given you anything you wanted. Even the New Year's gifts my mother gave me, if you even glanced at them, I would find a way to put them in your room. I would give them to you because I don't care about those things."

"I couldn't find any real meaning in my life until I learned of his existence."

"I went up the mountain, he went down the mountain, I thought it was fate, but why did this fate fall on you?"

Yukino took a step forward: "In terms of talent, I win."

Going one step further: "In terms of how much I like him, I win."

"In terms of making him happy, my personality is the more suitable one."

Finally, she stood five or six meters away from her sister, her voice resolute in the wind: "The only thing I wanted was obtained by you silently, simply because you weren't as lucky as me."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at her sister across from her, who was as cold and indifferent as a stranger, and remained silent.

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at her indifferently: "After you met him, you began to receive the gifts of your ancestors, began to improve your own character flaws, and even began to have the confidence to compete with me for the Yukinoshita family. Didn't you realize that before you met, you didn't even dare to have the thought of competing with me?"

"Because you know he will always be by your side, he is your source of confidence in facing the world."

"But why? Why are all of these yours?"

“No, that’s not right.” Yukino Yukinoshita spoke up at this moment.

Yukino looked at her coldly.

Without backing down, Yukino Yukinoshita met her gaze and confirmed the matter: "When it comes to liking someone, I can't possibly lose to you, and when it comes to making him happier, I can't possibly lose to you either."

Yang remained silent beneath the snow.

This time her silence was exceptionally long, so long that the empty campus seemed to be filled with noise.

"You know what? I actually hate this kind of talk the most, as if it's a matter of course, as if it's something that should be said."

Yukino looked at her younger sister and said, "When we were little, you always envied me, and you probably still did until today."

She said expressionlessly, "But things have changed on my end. Ever since I met him again, everything has turned into jealousy and even hatred towards you."

"Of all the things I have in this life, all I want is him. Why should he be yours? Why is it not enough that I've given you so much? You even want him to be yours."

"His most sincere and purest love is all in you, while I've tried so hard for so long, and all I can get are those little bits that slip through my fingers."

"I hate you so much that I wish I could use everything to hate you."

After saying this, Yukinoshita Haruno looked at her slightly swaying body, grinned, and took a step forward.

She grinned, a chilling smile: "You must be wondering why he started having problems after you left, and why things have escalated to this point."

Taking another step forward, her voice became even colder.

"Because it was me who did it, I used my own life to force him to make a choice."

“Even if he doesn’t like me enough, what can I do? I’m your sister. How could he watch your sister die because of him?”

"That's how I did it; I tore a hole in it."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the ground, her pupils suddenly contracting.

She has never understood why such a serious situation occurred after she left.

He's not the kind of person who changes suddenly. Given how much he likes himself, it's highly unlikely that there will be any problems within three years.

However, one day, everything began to go awry. He thought it was caused by Kato Megumi because he did have clear feelings for her and had said that he suddenly realized he couldn't live without her.

But now it turns out that it wasn't Kato Megumi, or rather, it wasn't just Kato Megumi.

It turns out that it was done by the person closest to me from the beginning, taking advantage of their concern for me to forcibly tear open a small hole, and then slowly expand it.

Her body swayed slightly, and Yukino Yukinoshita's aura began to vibrate.

The autumn winds gradually grew stronger, carrying some leaves to the rooftop where they swayed in the wind.

The wind carries a chill, like the cold of winter descending upon the scene.

Yukino looked at her sister, who was slightly out of control, and clearly saw the difference in their cultivation levels. However, she had no intention of backing down; she simply watched coldly.

They didn't retreat an inch.

A snowflake suddenly appeared in the room.

It was pure white and soft, floating in the wind, but it didn't move with the wind. It just silently drifted towards that cold and stubborn girl.

Yukino watched the snowflake drifting by, opened her arms, and smiled.

She wasn't going to hide.

Just as the snowflakes were about to reach the girl, another gust of wind rose in the air.

Nomiyama slapped the snowflake away.

The snowflakes were struck, and a sound like heavy objects colliding rang out. With a whoosh, they crashed onto the rooftop.

A chill suddenly rose from the spacious rooftop, the ground was covered with a layer of ice several centimeters thick, and even the railings gleamed with the light of ice crystals.

Stretching his leg, Nomiyama pulled his foot out of the ice and stood in front of Hinano, looking at the other side.