I really don't want to be reborn.

That's what they say, but—

Playing sister games in my sister's room... just thinking about it makes me feel... so excited!

He felt awkward, but he couldn't sense Kirino's awkwardness, which made him even more awkward...

This awkwardness is like the atmosphere at the Kousaka family's house early in the morning in a game.

He encountered trouble right at the start of the game.

[Phew, I slept so well. No wonder I studied so late last night.]

The protagonist, Kyosuke, wakes up in the morning to find his younger sister, Shiori, sleeping in his bed.

Kyosuke: "Wow... Shiori...? You scared me! Seriously, when did Shiori even get in here?"

In the game, Shiori is a little girl with black hair tied in twin tails, and her eyes and face show a hint of timidity.

Kyosuke Kousaka glanced at his younger sister Kirino and realized that twin tails didn't suit her.

Kirino, her eyes glued to the game, oblivious to Kyosuke's gaze, was still excitedly showing off her toys like a child: "What do you think of my little sister sleeping soundly without any suspicion?"

His expression was strange: "What do you mean, how?"

"It'll definitely be a shock, right? But it's also incredibly heartwarming..."

Warm and cozy, that's fine.

As he recalled Kirino's childhood, the temperature in his eyes gradually rose.

Then the three options popped up—

Facing my sleeping younger sister, I...

1. Hold her gently.

2. To avoid waking her, I quietly slipped out of bed.

3. Without a word, kick her out of bed.

"Which one do you want to choose—uh?"

Kirino turned around and found her brother staring at her, his dark eyes filled with complex emotions, and she felt a chill run down her spine: "Which one... which one should I choose..."

"Hmm? Ah... um."

Kyosuke casually clicked the mouse and subconsciously selected the first option. He hadn't looked at the options yet, but he had the impression that choosing the first one would be fine.

Just like yes is always above no.

By the time he came to his senses and looked closely, the mouse had already been clicked.

"..."

"..."

Kirino blushed and couldn't speak. She lowered her head, then looked up slightly and saw her brother preparing to reset the option. She was slightly puzzled: "This option... isn't wrong."

Kyosuke Kosaka: "I think you should try the third option. You probably haven't chosen it before. Maybe there will be some surprisingly depressing plot twists."

"Absolutely not!"

At the dining table, six younger sisters, who were full of admiration for the protagonist, were already waiting.

Clicking the left mouse button triggers a scene where all the female characters dine together.

The scene suddenly shifts to an overhead view of the dining table, with the sisters' faces appearing as icons scattered throughout the table, constantly flashing and jumping.

The second question is written in rounded font at the top of the screen:

Who does my brother want to talk to?

In the real world, the Kousaka siblings huddled in front of the computer, spending an unpleasant but fulfilling night amidst occasional arguments, so fulfilling that Kyosuke unknowingly fell asleep in his sister's bed.

He was indeed a bit tired, having been writing non-stop lately. Writing is not just empty talk; no matter how familiar he was with his first work, he still had to write it down.

Instead of expecting the ideas in your head to automatically turn into a draft, you might as well expect the keyboard to move and type on its own – a more relaxed, Buddhist approach to writing.

Kirino carefully closed the notebook.

Lying on the bed was her blood brother. The feeling of loss she had felt back then was like having a tooth pulled out – painful when you lick it, and empty when you don't.

But when this person returns, it's like wearing newly fitted dentures—awkward and unfamiliar, taking a long time to feel close to them.

She wanted to get close but didn't dare.

She could only slowly and clumsily move over and gently lie down next to her brother.

The blankets are probably the softest tonight.

A soft breath enveloped her entire body.

With each slight touch, she felt as if her body was being dismembered, and when Kirino lay completely on her side next to him, she felt so comfortable that she was melting.

My brother's breath was light and warm, like the saury he cooked, which you have to chew slowly and carefully.

Tranquil and peaceful, with a lingering aftertaste.

It's mild and subtle, just right.

Just smelling that scent made her feel strange, as if something was trying to crawl out of her body. It was a little painful, a little uncomfortable, and very embarrassing.

Kirino bit her lip, her fingers stiff as she slowly slipped them inside her pants.

What did her fingers touch?

The girl was slightly lost in thought, feeling as if she were playing in the mud on a hot summer day when she was a child.

soft.

Damp.

Warm.

I want to wash my hands.

Kirino Kousaka was stunned for a long time. As she listened to Kyosuke's breathing gradually calm down, she felt like there was a huge time bomb lying next to her.

The steady breathing felt like a countdown to an explosion.

Danger, danger at all times.

Maybe... no, it will definitely blow her to pieces sometime in the future.

But she seemed to have gotten used to it, used to treating this time bomb as her own heart, her heartbeat as her breathing, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, rising and falling.

When the faint light of dawn shone through the gap in the curtains, Kirino realized that she seemed to have had a sleepless night.

Well, it's okay. Life is a great insomnia in itself.

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Chapter Sixteen: Kirino watched with envy as the brother and sister did what they loved.

After indulging his sister for one night, Kyosuke Kosaka thought he would get temporary satisfaction and pleasure.

However, he forgot that women are both easily satisfied and very difficult to satisfy.

They are easily satisfied with emotions, yet also greedy for desires.

So he never expected that Kirino would actually come in the next night and ask him to play erotic games with her.

"Is it another hentai game with a younger sister theme?"

"Uh-huh!"

He kicked Kirino out of the room: "I can't get enough nutrition like this, get out, get out!"

Recalling his sister's disappointed and resentful expression, he sighed softly, "My sister is a person who follows her desires."

He started trying to find a way to correct it slightly.

Playing games... okay, let's seek out some emotional resonance, to experience the profound emotions and depth rarely found in reality through the virtual world. Is this something we can truly appreciate? Or something we can't?

With this in mind, he recommended a healing-themed work to Kirino one day.

At least the cover art style was infinitely gentler than the previous "The Witch's House". Kirino Kousaka went with her brother's gentle and encouraging gaze, and then she stayed up for two more nights this time.

...I was depressed for a whole week.

"Hey, hey, hey."

"I always feel like there's something dangerous about your smile. Here, take this. This is the little sister romance novel you wanted... It seems like you've been buying this type of book a lot lately."

Kyosuke Kosaka is talking to a cashier he knows well at the bookstore.

"Because, to make matters worse, I also have a younger sister."

"what……"

"And it's the kind of thing that's really annoying, the kind that's really troublesome."

He sighed, "Try to learn some lessons about getting along with your sister from these books, so please don't look at me like I'm a pervert when I pay the bill."

Kyosuke, holding a copy of Natsume Soseki's masterpiece "After the Spring Equinox," waved it smugly at the cashier.

After the Spring Equinox...

It describes the emotional entanglement between the male protagonist and his cousin, which is probably quite instructive (sigh).

He had actually hesitated before about whether to introduce Kirino to something as risqué as "Mei?Mei?Baby," but then he thought that would be too cruel for his sister.

Then, in the spirit of humanitarianism, he solemnly recommended "CLANNAD," which was the culprit that had made Kirino depressed for a whole week. Every morning when she woke up, her eyes were red.

You've been crying, haven't you?

Poor guy, isn't his crying incredibly moving?

Do you want to cry your heart out in the bathroom or in your dad's arms?

Ah, Dad is busy with work and probably doesn't have much time to discipline you, so as your older brother, I'll take the lead and make you realize that gaming addiction is not a good thing.

When he returned home, he saw that Kirino was still listless at the dinner table, and he made up his mind to cheer her up.

Kirino is addicted to visual novels, which is no different from people who are addicted to World of Warcraft or other games. In the end, they are all addicted to games. What should we do about people like this?

Very simple.