I really don't want to be reborn.

Sinon tilted her head: "Still want to sleep? Why don't you sleep on the plane?"

"Why don't you sleep here? You can take a nap too. I'll call you when we leave."

Sinon watched his retreating figure as he entered the room and said, "Oh."

Her big eyes darted around, and a mischievous cuteness appeared on her serious and aloof face.

"Ah, take a nap."

"Kousaka, where did you go so early in the morning? We thought you were sleepwalking!"

After dismissing his roommates, Kyosuke Kousaka lay on his side, clutching his blanket, and sent an email to his sister saying he was coming back today. He thought about some things concerning Kirino and tightened his grip on the blanket.

It's definitely different from holding my younger sister.

I wonder if that guy is heartbroken. He'll probably get a cold shoulder from her when he gets back. The worst-case scenario is that we'll go back to the cold war we had before March. I just hope that the gifts I prepared can ease the tension a little.

His younger sister is too clingy to him.

This is not a good thing—he knows it's not good for him, especially since it's tough when that guy sleeps next to him.

Kirino couldn't see the discomfort beneath his calm sleeping face. His expression and heartbeat were forcibly calmed, not allowed to speed up or heat up, and even his breathing had to be as long as the distance between the siblings.

He worked so hard.

So let's take a break for now and handle this calmly.

A relationship that is not accepted doesn't need sadness, but time—time to forget.

His unusual feelings for his sister might withstand storms, but not necessarily the test of time. It would be best if they could cool down in the gradual return to normalcy.

just.

Kyosuke Kosaka rolled over and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Faced with a world full of wonders, one can't help but strive and sing along, still harboring a sliver of longing that cannot be attained...

…………

"On November XX, Nagasaki Mayor Ichiro Ito was shot by members of the Yamaguchi-gumi. He died at 2:28 a.m. today due to excessive blood loss. He was 61 years old..."

He was awakened by the faint sound of a broadcast coming from outside the window, and the occasional sound of a police siren.

Kyosuke Kosaka yawned comfortably, waking up from his deep sleep, feeling incredibly refreshed. Suddenly, he remembered that his phone alarm hadn't gone off.

Did I sleep for less than an hour?

Covering his forehead, Kyosuke glanced at the sunlight streaming through the window and sensed something was amiss. He reached for his phone but found nothing.

"Ok?"

"Are you looking for your phone? Here you go."

The person sitting on the tatami mat handed him the phone, their expression calm.

"Shino, you've come in again without permission... and you even looked at my phone without my permission. You really don't respect other people's privacy. I hope you can be more mindful of that."

Shi Nai replied without changing his expression: "Okay."

Kyosuke checked his phone and froze: "Eleven o'clock... Why is it eleven o'clock now?? Where are they?"

"If you're talking about your classmates, they've already left."

Kyosuke roared, "Even if the alarm didn't go off, why didn't they wake me up?!"

"Because I won't let them in."

The little girl calmly and matter-of-factly said, "Besides, your phone isn't broken. The reason it didn't ring is because I turned off the alarm."

"..."

I suddenly feel like hitting someone.

She was quite considerate, placing the neatly folded clothes in front of him: "Please change quickly. My flight is at 1 PM, so we can leave after lunch."

Kosaka laughed angrily, "You went to all this trouble just to have me alone with you? You wish! Let me tell you, I'm your sister's man, so show me some respect!"

Shina stared at him like a cat pouncing on its prey: "Are you getting up or not?"

"I'm not getting up! I'm staying here today! You think you can drag me onto the plane?"

"I booked a flight to Tottori."

"Then I will too—"

His angry voice was casually silenced. He stared at his thoughtful sister-in-law for a while, then quickly got up to change his clothes, even spraying on some perfume, making him look incredibly seductive.

Why didn't you say so sooner, child?

"Because I'm unhappy."

They went out of the hotel for lunch, and Kyosuke ate much faster than usual; it was obvious that his mind was already elsewhere.

"Ah, it's a pity it's not a sunny day today."

Inside the taxi heading to the airport, Shino looked out the window at the scenery rushing past, her usually calm and collected eyes now filled with a sense of bewilderment and displeasure.

The weather is bad.

She was unhappy.

There are many reasons—because the weather is good, because the weather is bad, or because the weather is just right.

……

What is Tottori most famous for?

Aside from the police inspector with the duck-beak in Detective Conan, you've probably heard of the so-called snow crab.

Matsubara crabs from Tottori are known as the "King of Winter Flavors" because they are not only delicious but also very large, sometimes as big as a washbasin.

Kasumigaoka Utaha is also feeling very overwhelmed right now.

She looked at her sister, her eyes pleading for help.

Unfortunately, Miss Shino didn't care about this nonsense. She raised her pointed little chin, snorted, and then, carrying the two people's packages, walked home with practiced ease.

This is Yamashiro Town in the northeast of Tottori, surrounded by mountains with different scenery in each of the four seasons.

The scenery is picturesque in spring and autumn.

Right now, the mountains and fields are ablaze with red maple leaves. It will snow around next month, and you can see the snow falling on the maple forest, a pure white that looks like it's burning.

Compared to Tokyo's Chiba and Nagasaki, this place seems more suited to a wild cat like Shino.

"No wonder her expression turned happy as soon as she got off the plane, like a tiger in a zoo returning to the forest, even her walk was bouncy and skipping."

"You're overthinking it. I think she was just happy because she saw a new barbecue restaurant that opened nearby—you mean Shino wasn't happy before?"

"I don't know why, but she was sulking the whole way and barely talked to me."

Kasumigaoka Utaha noticed her sister's change in mood for a moment, then became more concerned about other things: "Have you... hugged enough?"

"No."

You could say it was a reunion of lovers, but Kasumigaoka Utaha felt that this person was doing it on purpose, deliberately hugging her like that near the station, in front of all the people coming and going.

Is it a public execution, or... a declaration of sovereignty?

She waited for them at the station; the overcast weather was rather gloomy.

She couldn't see the expression on the boy's face as he ran towards her, nor did she notice the expression on her sister's face, but she could sense his joy.

The embrace was a process, slow, gentle, and domineering—she only felt the speed. The switch between being alone and being held was too fast; she was already firmly locked in before she was even immersed in her own thoughts.

"I'm somewhat dissatisfied."

“I was very dissatisfied when I was at Tokyo Tower in August.”

Kyosuke Kosaka held her, his eyes closed, and said some very hurtful things: "At that time, I was thinking, if you run away and don't come back, I'll catch you and bring you back, then we'll hug each other on the tower, and then..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha blushed and rubbed against his hair, a mischievous smile appearing on her lips: "And then? And then take my virginity from there? I refuse to engage in open debauchery."

"No, I'll push you off that."

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Good morning, everyone.

The senior you requested has arrived.

In the last few days of this month, I want razor blades, and I also want a girlfriend...

Chapter 55 Kasumigaoka, Utaha

—I'll push you off Tokyo Tower.

"In the evening, we went up to the top of the tower. You were wearing a pure white yukata, and your black hair was flying like a black butterfly."

Passed by.

As you swept down before her, Ruby's eyes were filled with bewilderment. Your wide robe sleeves billowed in the wind, cutting through the burning clouds, as if being torn apart by the wind.

pat.

A height of 250 meters.

I opened my eyes wide, but I couldn't see your exact appearance. However, I could imagine that you were lying on the ground without making a sound.

A pale face, with slightly upturned lips.

The sunlight before sunset bids you a final farewell.

Blurry and unclear.

Red blood slowly flowed out from under the white yukata.

My dead bride.

Be good and stay still...

Kyosuke Kosaka improvised: "Look, I've already written the ending for you, what do you think?"

“...How vicious, Kyosuke Kousaka.”

She sensed that Kosaka wasn't joking, and her expression turned strange: "That's too intense. I'm only coming back here to stay for a few months. Why didn't I realize before that you had a yandere side?"