I really don't want to be reborn.

Kasumigaoka Utaha cannot accept anything more intimate, at least not in this situation.

I don't know how much time passed, but there was a knock on the door of the department.

Perhaps feeling that listening to this was getting boring, the female staff member coughed a few times outside: "Department Head Kasumigaoka, could you please get to the point before continuing? It won't take more than a few minutes."

A sound mixed with drool came from Kousaka Kyosuke: "Could you please tell me what's going on first?"

The female staff member recalled the scene she had witnessed earlier, and her previously calm heart began to race again: "It's about the broadcasting. The Literature Department should send someone to the broadcasting room tomorrow at noon."

"Is it our turn?"

"Yes."

The couple inside the room, still embracing, stared at each other. He said something that made sense, dismissed the people outside the door, and then tightened his grip.

He held her tighter as she straddled his lap, making his embrace feel more secure and warm.

"Little Poem?"

Xiao Shi ignored him, simply resting her chin on his shoulder, her eyes closed as if savoring the past few minutes, reliving every second of the feeling.

Kyosuke Kosaka pinched the girl's soft waist: "Kasumigaoka, have you come to your senses? I think forty minutes should be your limit."

She replied sullenly, "It's not just a mere forty minutes. You can take as long as you want, but can you last that long?"

He patted the guy's pink back: "Alright, stop talking big. Do you think I'll ignore what you're saying about H? Miss Kasumigaoka, who doesn't have much of a water tank?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's warm, delicate body stiffened for a moment. Without saying a word, she punched him with her small fist to express her shame, anger, and embarrassment.

Kyosuke Kosaka stroked her hair and laughed heartily.

The next day at noon, each class broadcasted an announcement, and all teachers and students in the school were on high alert.

They had all experienced the unexpected public display of affection that had been thrown in their faces a few months ago.

Since returning from their school trip and Utaha Kasumigaoka's return to school, the two have become increasingly unrestrained on campus, and being inseparable has become their daily routine.

Holding hands and hugging without thinking is what really makes everyone's heart ache, especially for classmates who are in the same class as them. Even during class, they are bombarded with all sorts of little gestures from the two of them.

After they officially became a couple, the student council president of the third year felt regret once again.

Last year she regretted that Kyosuke Kousaka wasn't her second-in-command; this year she regrets that Kyosuke Kousaka ultimately couldn't be with Kohei Akagi...

At noon, everyone was on high alert, ready for anything!

No matter what these two say later, they can just eat and sneer!

Dog food?

I'll just look at it, I'm not eating it!

Then, during the lunch broadcast, the two people spoke in increasingly lower and lower voices, and the atmosphere became increasingly strange.

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, they heard very distinct kissing sounds coming from time to time.

The student in charge of broadcasting screamed as if his mother had died: "You... hey... hey!!!"

The entire school's teachers and students were vomiting blood in agony; they had no choice but to endure this dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing a public display of affection).

This is like cutting open the stomach and stuffing it inside!

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Why am I so skilled at this?

Kissing should only happen with real people; inflatable dolls and paper dolls just won't do.

Chapter Five: Some are good at managing a home, while others have the world in their hearts.

"Come here, Daddy, Mommy."

The atmosphere at the Kousaka family's house was very pleasant from early morning.

Jia Nai's mother was surprised to find that her daughter not only got up early and dressed neatly and cleanly, but also looked much more sloppy and messy than before, and even smiled at her parents more often.

Hmm, could it be that my daughter's rebellious teenage years are over?

Yoshino and Daisuke sat at the dining table, watching with strange looks as their beloved daughter, whom they had spoiled since childhood, served them rice.

Kirino is so well-behaved...

But there seems to be something wrong with it no matter how you look at it!

How could a person's personality change so quickly?

After Kirino finished cooking, she handed the food to everyone in the family, and Kyosuke silently accepted it.

The incongruity of my sister's gentle and generous demeanor was simply that she was applying her usual way of dealing with people outside to the home.

The younger sister serving rice to others—this was the first time Kyosuke Kosaka had ever witnessed such a horrifying scene at the Kosaka residence.

"What's wrong, brother? This is your miso soup."

"……Thanks."

Kirino smiled gently: "You're welcome."

This attitude bothered him even more. Kyosuke looked down at his breakfast and miso soup, a bold guess forming in his mind—

...There shouldn't be any poison inside, right?

I was thinking, what if Kirino turned evil and poisoned her parents, then drugged her brother with an aphrodisiac, turning Kyosuke into a human vibrator that could only have sex...

I'll become a god with just one book, right?

"Thank you for yesterday, Mom and Dad."

"So what? We're happy too, right, Dad?"

"Hmm...yeah, it's definitely worth it for me to take a day off."

Kyosuke listened to the conversation of the three people, looked at his sister with some doubt, lingered on her for a moment, and then slid to his mother. Yoshino's mother told him enthusiastically, "Yesterday, we went to visit Kirino's workplace. It was just me and Dad."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Kyosuke found it strange, because Daisuke had always held a negative attitude towards Kirino's part-time modeling job...

Daisuke met his son's probing gaze with a cracked granite smile: "Hmph, yesterday... was really good, Kyosuke, your eyes got a lot of ice cream."

oh oh oh!

This frivolous remark has completely overturned your public image!

"Dad! Saying that makes you sound like some kind of weird old man!"

"That's not what I meant... Anyway, although I don't really understand, Kirino is really working hard, which is really amazing."

Mom laughed mischievously and said, "Kirino, Kirino, your dad was mistaken for a weird old man again yesterday because he wanted to take a picture."

"I didn't, stop talking..."

The mother said gruffly, "No...no, they're trying to film my daughter...! Mom...Mom, where are you? Come here and explain this to me!"

Don't imitate me!

Kyosuke looked at them and suddenly felt as if he were in another world.

If it were during that blissful time in his first life, before he knew he would be reset, would he also join in such a heartwarming discussion?

His parents, sister, and friends were the elements that made up what he called "happiness," but now he can no longer find that feeling.

Aside from "love," something he'd never experienced before that could temporarily lift his spirits, nothing else could.

And today, he discovered something new.

That thing was called "sister's estrangement"—he had such a thing before, and then in the months after discovering Kirino's little secret, "sister's estrangement" turned into "sister's attachment".

Until now, it has been restored.

After returning from his school trip, he and his sister stayed in the house as usual.

But gradually, they could only maintain an abnormal state, which could not be called mutual indifference, but could only be described as empty conversations and smiles full of incongruity.

Sitting at the dining table to eat, watching TV on the sofa, discussing topics together—spending time on tenterhooks.

No one gave each other the cold shoulder; both remained smiling and gentle.

He looked at her as if she were a rose.

"You are beautiful, but you are empty."

The Little Prince said to them, "No one would die for you. Of course, my rose, an ordinary passerby would think she was just like you."

"But she alone is more important than all of you, because she is the one I watered, because she is the one I placed under the glass dome, because she is the one I protected with the screen, because the caterpillars on her body I killed. Because I listened to her complaints and her boasts, and sometimes I even listened to her silence."

"Because she is my rose."

The words from "The Little Prince" came to mind, then slowly exploded, making his hand holding chopsticks tremble slightly.

"I'm stuffed."

Kyosuke slowly got up and started clearing the dishes.

As Kirino went upstairs to pack her schoolbag, Daisuke suddenly asked, "What's wrong with you guys?"

"what?"

"Another cold war?"

Kyosuke waved his hand: "I'll handle it myself, don't worry."

After saying that, he grabbed his schoolbag and waited for Kirino to leave together. They walked out the door and said goodbye to each other. The girl tightened the scarf around her neck, raised her hand to him with her back to the streetlight, and said, "Brother, I'll be going now!"

"Okay, see you tonight."

On a dimly lit early winter morning, he couldn't make out her exact expression, but he knew that the smile he'd seen since breakfast was still on her face.

He turned and walked towards the school.

Besides that unchanging, indelible smile, what lingers in my mind is a vaguely remembered sentence.

—He's almost lost that rose.

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"Hmm... what time is it?"