I really don't want to be reborn.

Not only did he flirt with her, but he also refused to take responsibility for resolving the situation and forbade her to cover her face with a pillow—this shows how wicked his character is.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze had long since become intense, and her breathing had become somewhat heavy. She was not a little girl like her younger sister, and she knew very well what her reaction meant.

As if she had a fever, her face flushed crimson from the roots of her ears, her fair skin covered with a thin layer of rouge. Every time her senses were touched, she would moan softly, and beautiful, intermittent music would rise from her throat.

"Xiao Shi, are your feet a sensitive area?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha pouted slightly, her hazy eyes widening, adding a touch of allure. She bit her lower lip hard, tiny, invisible bumps appearing on her skin, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"no……"

She said her feet were not a sensitive area for her.

Kyosuke smiled and raised an eyebrow: "Is that so? Then... what about here?"

My palm slowly moved up from the ankle, inch by inch, until it reached the calf: "And here?"

"no."

His hand moved to her knee, his fingers twisting and sinking into the hollows of her legs as she curled them up: "Is this it?"

"It itches there!"

Kyosuke Kosaka was practically holding her lower body in his arms when he heard his girlfriend's protest. He couldn't help but chuckle and ask, "It itches there? Is there anywhere else that itches?"

His hands lingered for a moment on her supple thighs, then slid naturally forward. He gazed into her alluring eyes: "This is the first time I've truly felt your softness..."

"??"

"...panties".

Kyosuke abruptly stepped back, his expression becoming quite serious.

To act with emotion but restraint with propriety—that is the mark of a true gentleman!

It felt really good to tease his girlfriend until she was neither satisfied nor dissatisfied, and he thought that this trick would be perfect for changing the subject in the future.

When Kirino was mentioned earlier, Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression was too calm, without any abnormality, just like a cloudless sky.

But he could already smell the aftermath of the downpour.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, you must have been upset about this already, right?

She just didn't say anything.

Is it to see his reaction, or to avoid putting him in a difficult position, or simply because you don't care?

He couldn't tell yet, but when he turned around, he saw his sister, who had been out of the bath for who knows how long, holding a towel and staring blankly at him.

"Kirino, what's wrong? Are your legs still frozen? Is it hard for you to walk?"

Kirino shuddered, her cheeks flushing red, and she took a deep breath, pretending not to notice.

They're a couple, so what they did just now is perfectly normal, right?

Once she calmed down, she wanted to ask where her takeout was, but then she heard her brother ask her, "If hot water doesn't work, let me massage it for you. Actually, to be honest, I also know how to use massage to improve blood circulation."

"..."

"I know a little bit."

Who cares how much you know!

You just did that to your girlfriend, and now you're saying these things to yourself—you sadistic brother, are you also interested in your sister's legs and feet?

Ah, I remember now!

Regarding the girl's legs, the brother seems to...

right?

When he's at home, after taking a shower, he'll glance at his legs.

While lying on the sofa in hot pants, talking on the phone with a friend, he would occasionally glance at himself.

Are you a leg fetishist or a foot fetishist, Onii-chan?

The thought of this caused my forced composure to crumble instantly.

Seeing that his younger sister wasn't ready to come over, Kyosuke Kosaka grabbed his girlfriend's toes and kneaded them for a while: "My technique is very good, you can ask your sister Shiwa if you don't believe me."

His hand was exerting force.

"Woooo..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha covered her face with her hands, letting out a mournful cry from deep in her throat.

With her toes slightly pointed, Kasumigaoka Utaha tensed up, probably because a third person had seen her in this shameful state. Her mind went blank, she bit her lip, and her thighs bounced uncontrollably.

One of her weaknesses is nervousness; when she gets nervous during school broadcasts, she'll pull him aside and start talking nonsense.

Kousaka Kyosuke was unaware that she was nervous. He was still bewildered by her sensitivity, marveling at how Xiaoshi was like freshly wet sand on the beach, where every step you took left a watery imprint, while a mysterious, satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Just then, a delicate foot kicked him in the face.

"..."

"..."

Seeing the enigmatic smile frozen on his face, his younger sister looked bewildered: "Um, well, how about I get a room next door? This hotel seems to have pretty good soundproofing..."

"Need not!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had been overly tense, immediately came to her senses.

She patted the sheets: "Can we sleep together tonight, Kirino?"

The sight of this brown-haired guy leaning back on the bench with his eyes closed not only made Kyosuke Kousaka feel sorry for him, but it also made her feel bad.

Is there a way to ensure that no one gets hurt in this situation?

It's probably because of the arrival of my younger sister.

Kasumigaoka Utaha finally softened her heart.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Only Winter and Summer Remain, No More Spring and Autumn

My arm is numb and I can't feel anything.

The night was peaceful.

When he woke up, he went through the events of the previous night in his mind and was surprised to find himself unusually calm. The turmoil in his heart gradually subsided in the silence of the three of them.

After a night's sleep, it seemed as if all his troubles had vanished. Kousaka Kyosuke, having had a good night's rest, opened his eyes and turned to look at the beautiful girl, Kaitou Chun, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

The woman resting her head on his arm wasn't his sister, but his girlfriend.

Where is Kirino?

He turned his head to look to his right. Kirino, who had slept to his right last night, seemed to have gotten up early and had left him a note on his pillow: "I'm going out to buy breakfast."

The note ended with a big smiley face.

For some reason, seeing this smiling face reminded him of Kirino's inexplicable sleeping face in Shinjuku Park last night.

That expression made it impossible for him to laugh.

If only his silly little sister were a little sillier, she would be happier if she could just talk about her feelings. But she just doesn't want to, plus she has that fatal tsundere personality.

Tsk.

Whose code of 'keeping your mouth shut' is this again?

She always kept her worries to herself, letting them fester and ferment, until even the most delicious food turned sour.

But was her story from last night true or false?

Kyosuke wanted to press for more information, but hesitated for a moment, ultimately deciding not to pursue the matter further. Whether it was true or false was ultimately meaningless to him; the only thing that mattered was—

Kirino Kousaka does indeed harbor feelings for Kyosuke Kousaka that go beyond familial affection.

He finally confirmed this last night. The complex emotions he felt after confirming it were indescribable. It was as if all the spice jars in the kitchen had been overturned, and all sorts of smells were mixed in.

So that guy actually had those kinds of feelings for me?

In that case, some things from the past make sense, such as those strange things said during the summer comic, including Saori and Kuroneko's strange attitude.

Did they already know?

"You and your sister booked a hotel room, didn't you? Give me a call right now!"

The letter came from Kuroko, and of course, only Kuroko would be so direct. Kyosuke then looked at the other emails: Ayase Aragaki, Eriri Sawamura, Ran Miyamoto, the cute boy, Setsuna Ogiso, Sinon...

Um? ?

Who is this "cute boy"?

Why did this weird-looking thing end up in my contacts?

"uh-huh!"

Kyosuke Kosaka was attacked from the unknown. He took a deep breath, feeling refreshed and excited, and turned his head to admire his girlfriend's sleeping face.

Her long black hair was scattered on the pillow, her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, and she seemed to be having a beautiful dream. A faint smile played on her lips, stunning the room with the morning light.

He pulled his arm out from under the back of her head; it was sore and numb. After stretching it a few times, he couldn't wait to stroke her hair, which was fluffy and different from Kirino's. He wanted to hug her and rub against her.

In the summer, Kasumigaoka Utaha turns into a human-shaped soft ice cube. When he holds her, he feels cool and doesn't need a fan or air conditioner.

In winter, this creature becomes a fluffy warmer, eliminating the need for heating or kotatsu.

He can't just hug his sister, but he can hug his girlfriend—but he can't do it freely right now, because right now, he can't turn things around.

My vital point has been captured...

Her slender, jade-like hand touched the space between his legs.

You know what morning erections are, right?

It's a normal physiological phenomenon for young men; almost every morning when he gets up, he lies in bed for a while, letting the silence slowly soften his attitude.

This morning, before I could even soften my stance, I was inexplicably caught.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips were slightly parted, clearly still half asleep.

He silently looked down at his lower abdomen. As the saying goes, people live in the world like sponges on the seabed, where all sorts of events float by, and when you encounter them, you get sucked into the sponge.