I really don't want to be reborn.

Kawahara-sensei immediately let out a sound of disgust, looking at him as if he were looking at that beast Kiritani Kazuto, no, even worse!

At least Kirito, the protagonist of his stories, didn't do anything to Silica, but this guy's girlfriend is so petite? She's at most a first-year middle school student, or more likely an elementary school student!!

I'm so envious, you jerk!

"...my girlfriend's younger sister."

"Don't speak so suddenly! You almost scared me to death just now."

Ms. Kawahara politely extended her hand: "Nice to meet you, I am Kawahara."

Sinon nodded nonchalantly, then felt a disapproving gaze and looked up at Kyosuke Kousaka.

Kyosuke frowned and glared at her.

"trouble."

Shino mumbled, wrinkling her nose, "Hello, I'm my sister's younger sister."

Kawahara teased Kosaka: "Your sister-in-law seems to be quite unhappy with you. What did you do to upset her? Let me give you some advice."

The girl had very sensitive hearing. She heard what the bespectacled man was saying and interrupted him, saying, "I'm not angry, and he can't afford to mess with me."

Now it was Kousaka who was angry: "That's easy for you to say. Would you have eaten so much if you weren't angry?"

"I have a big appetite to begin with."

"Foodie!"

"No."

"big eater?"

Shi Nai thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Yes."

Kyosuke suddenly laughed: "You eat so much but you haven't developed at all. Forget about your chest, you're still so short."

She put down her fork and picked up her knife.

"Look how tall and slender Kasumigaoka Utaha is, and how great her figure is. Then look at your washboard. You're only three or four years apart in age—are you and your sister really sisters?"

Shino's face was grim, and her voice was low and deep, like a roar from the throat of a wild beast: "Say what you just said again."

Kousaka Kyosuke immediately turned around solemnly: "Kawahara-sensei, is your grilled meat not ready yet?"

Kawahara Reki, however, stared intently at the little girl.

His eyes seemed to have spotted some treasure.

"Hey, what are you looking at? If you piss her off, I can't save you."

"No, Kousaka, I have a request. If you have the chance, please let me draw a sketch of Sinon-san. It's very important."

Kawahara suddenly stood up: "I've been conceiving a female character—or rather, the female protagonist of a volume—and after seeing her, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. I'm going back to write it right now. It's fantastic!"

He ran out excitedly.

What about your barbecue?

"It's yours! I paid for it!"

Shi Nai smacked her lips: "It's alright, I'm only about 60% full."

Having never read the Sword Art Online: Phantom Bullet arc published in 2010, Kyosuke scratched his head: "How could such a nasty character be written into a book?"

The girl sitting opposite him was completely oblivious, eating gracefully.

In mid-November, Ben Zhan High School began its school trip.

Kyosuke Kosaka chatted with a few familiar classmates on the plane for a while, trying to soothe their excitement about their first flight. Then, he glanced over and noticed an unappealing person standing next to him.

A petite girl with short blue hair was staring at him intently.

"poetry--"

Sinon quickly lowered her head and adjusted her hat. The uniquely sized flight attendant uniform looked particularly captivating on her: "Sir, what would you like to order?"

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Thank you, Uncle Jellyfish, for the 100 razor blades.

See, isn't this exactly where Reki Kawahara's role comes from?

Who was modeled after whom? I just reversed the cause and effect. How clever of me.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Official Sexual Fetishes Are Unacceptable; He's Still a Lolicon After All

"I thought I was going to Nagasaki by Shinkansen."

"It would take about fourteen hours by car, that's too much of a delay..."

"Not only that, there's no direct overnight bus, we have to transfer in Fukuoka, making it a total of fifteen hours."

This is how the homeroom teacher answered everyone.

Sitting quietly, Kyosuke Kosaka recalled in his mind that in 2007, the N700 series was put into operation on the Shinkansen, and the original main models would be gradually decommissioned and retired.

After 08, the Shinkansen travel time from Tokyo to Nagasaki will be reduced to eight hours.

The turmoil in his mind gradually dissipated, and at the same time he was exchanging emails with Kasumigaoka in Tottori: "Your sister is really too willful. She even used her identity to infiltrate the flight attendant team. This is an abuse of power."

Please bear with me.

“╮(╯▽╰)╭”

"Take good care of her, okay? I'll give you a reward when you get back."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Stay tuned."

Expectation is a kind of half-awake, half-mad burning.

He continued burning with fervor: "I want lots and lots of rewards."

Kasumigaoka's reply was as gentle as when she skipped class to cook for him, as gentle as a cloud wearing stockings: "So many, as many as snowflakes."

Has it snowed in Tottori?

He looked out the window; the plane hadn't taken off yet, so he couldn't see the details, but he roughly judged it to be a clear day.

Sunny days are fine.

The poem "The Lark Sang All Day" says: In mid-November, the weather was sunny and warm like spring, clearly referring to love.

"Alright, everyone, we're going to go up now. Turn off your phones and hand them in."

The plane takes off.

He was no stranger to flying, but that didn't mean others were. The boys and girls in the class gasped in surprise, and the girl sitting next to him grabbed his arm, her body trembling like a quail.

"Don't be afraid, there won't be a plane crash."

He should have kept quiet, because once he did, the person started shaking even more.

"Kousaka...Aren't you scared, Kousaka-san?"

"I also want to be scared, but this level isn't enough."

The female classmate forced a smile: "There are haunted houses in Nagasaki, right... are they haunted enough? Can we go together sometime?"

If you're already this scared, then don't flirt with him!

"Our whole class will go together then."

To give an answer that wouldn't offend anyone, Kyosuke noticed his sister-in-law, the petite sister-in-law who had sneaked onto the plane, seemed to be being hit on by a guy...

He was in the row right behind him.

The man, oblivious to the danger, struck up a conversation: "Little sister, is your hair dyed? — What a rare blue! The same color as the sky!"

"..."

"...Is the little girl a foreigner?"

Sinon, with her unusually rare hair color, looked at the incessantly chattering redhead with a cold indifference. She knew that this man named Akagi was a friend of Kousaka Kyosuke.

I don't quite understand what my friend means.

Do I need friends...?

Shino was slightly dazed. Akagi Kohei thought this little girl was really cute, so in order to leave a good impression on her, he even flamboyantly ran his fingers through his hair.

It seems that anyone who has a younger sister, or who grew up with a younger sister, has a certain fondness for young girls.

Seeing a little girl inevitably reminds me of what my younger sister looked like when she was little.

"Hello, my name is Akagi Kohei, may I ask you—"

Shino's gaze shifted: "My name is Kousaka Kyoko."

"Oh, we share the same surname as Kousaka's best friend! What a coincidence! Kousaka, don't you think so?"

Kyosuke ignored him.

What can you do on a plane?

What else can you do besides sleep?

He closed his eyes slightly, surrounded by the faint fragrance of his female classmates.

It's subtle, but different.

Even when I miss someone intensely, it's still a faint feeling.

It's like someone who has been starving for many days smelling cooking smoke, but knowing it's not from their own house.

Although the girl's scent was quite alluring, it was only a fleeting sensation, lasting for a very short time.

Like the music in Touma's house.

It is deeply moving, but fleeting, and cannot compare to the profound understanding that comes with time.

Of course, there is also the saying that there is a world in a grain of sand, a paradise in a flower, and infinity in your hand, and eternity in a moment.

(Blake's four sentences are widely circulated, but after being translated by Xu Zhimo, or rather, misinterpreted by modern people, they inevitably take on a lewd and lewd connotation of masturbation.)