I really don't want to be reborn.

Because in certain aspects that he cares about, Kousaka Kyosuke feels he is inferior to the other person, so he dislikes him.

The woman casually asked, "But what about you? Why are you still squatting in Akihabara at this hour? If you're going to book a room with your girlfriend, you wouldn't go to Akihabara—was that girl yours?"

"—Is he my girlfriend's best friend's...friend?"

"This relationship is very complicated."

“We’re in Akihabara to handle some personal matters—if you keep asking, I might get angry.”

The woman driving shrugged, still wanting to tease this arrogant guy, but he caught her off guard: "Your little boyfriend seems to have a serious case of air conditioning addiction."

"what?"

"Isn't he a very loving and warm-hearted man?"

"Hey, didn't we agree not to talk about him? Kosaka, don't be so gossipy. Besides, I think his personality is pretty good; he's nice to everyone."

"A righteous ally?"

"what is that?"

The TV anime series *Fate/stay night*, produced by Studio DEEN and known as *FSN* (or simply *Fate/stay night*), aired on Saitama TV this January. It seems the plot hasn't reached that point yet.

He didn't explain, but smiled slightly: "Besides, you're only in your twenties, so it doesn't seem like much now, but think about it, ten years from now you'll be in your thirties and he'll be in his twenties."

"Those words are like a knife to the heart, Kousaka."

“I’m telling the truth.”

Kyosuke yawned: "Because men are always loyal. They only like young and beautiful women. Very few of them truly like mature women."

Mari gave him a cold glare, and Kyosuke quickly waved his hand, "I also like young people, don't look at me like that."

After getting off the bus at her doorstep, Kyosuke Kosaka waved to her and gave her his final piece of advice: "You have to hold on to him tight, Mari-nee. If, unfortunately, you break up, remember to call me."

Kazaoka Mari: "..."

"I'll introduce you to someone new then, someone who's a perfect match for you, and most likely even an original. His name is Miura..."

The car has already driven away.

The young man, returning home late, carried a large bag and muttered to himself, "I hope you have a good beginning and a good end, I hope lovers will be together forever—"

The sentence was left unfinished.

He looked up and saw that the curtains in his sister's room on the second floor were drawn.

Kirino waved happily at him, muttering something to herself.

Welcome back.

He knew what that guy was talking about.

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Please ignore the chapter titles; they are irrelevant to the main text.

The third chapter is finished; Volume 5 will end tomorrow.

I need razor blades!

Chapter Forty-Nine: Where the Heart Leads, the Footsteps Follow

On my computer desk are two newly purchased game boxes, the names of which I won't go into detail about here.

It's around 3 a.m. Strangely, Kirino didn't play the game right away after buying it. She didn't even open the packaging. She was leaning back in her chair, thinking, feeling utterly bored.

"Are you checking for anything you forgot? You could make a list now and check one by one what you might have forgotten."

"Well."

Faced with her brother's words of advice, Kirino nodded with a puzzled expression and stood up: "I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Now, there are some things I want to show my brother..."

"Oh, could it be that you have some hidden gem I don't know about, Jun?"

Kyosuke, who was lying on his sister's soft bed and yawning, turned his head slightly and, unsurprisingly, saw her walk to the closet door, grab the edge, and her knuckles turn white.

"Inside..."

Kyosuke Kosaka could no longer remain silent, and even his deep sleepiness dissipated considerably. He walked over to her and cast a nostalgic glance at the pile of otaku items that had reappeared before him.

Indeed, if you think about it, it's been several months since I've seen this scene before me. Kyosuke's gaze then focused on a Meruru figure that was displayed very prominently.

"Isn't this..."

"Yes, it's the gift Ayase gave me before."

What Kirino is holding is the prize for winning the cosplay contest held by the official Meruru team at the end of last year: a limited edition Meruru figure.

Kirino nudged his arm lightly on her shoulder: "I asked around. Although Ayase won't admit it, I heard it from Kuroki. She said you helped me choose it."

"Hmph, of course, how could that popular middle school student Ayase Aragaki possibly think of using this prize as a gift?"

He made a few sarcastic remarks about Aragaki, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, when he heard his sister say in a low but clear voice, "To be honest, I'm really happy."

Kyosuke Kosaka feigned ignorance, casually saying, "Of course you're happy to receive a gift. Who wouldn't be happy to receive a gift?"

"Ah, that's not what I meant. Anyway, I'm glad you understand."

"No, I don't understand at all!"

Kirino didn't believe he didn't understand, and chuckled shyly.

Kyosuke was embarrassed and angry. He wasn't used to this way of interacting with his sister and was somewhat displeased: "What is it? What treasure do you have to show me? If you don't tell me, I'm going back to sleep."

Kirino placed her hands on her chest and took a deep breath.

Oh, this action...

It means making a certain decision.

What exactly do you want to show me, my sister?

Kousaka Kyosuke feigned indifference, but was actually quite looking forward to it: "I always felt that you would give me a big surprise before you left."

"Not really."

She mumbled, "It's been a while since my brother found out... I remember it was in March of last year, right?"

Kirino, who had been facing away from him, suddenly turned around, revealing a bright and handsome smile: "Do you remember what happened back then?"

"Of course I remember. How did you feel about 'The Witch's House'?"

"Ask again and I'll commit suicide!"

"Why are you suddenly bringing up things from last year? This flashback isn't going well. What are you trying to say, my sister?"

"Do you remember when I showed you this? I still remember the look on your face back then. I've never seen you so surprised before."

He vividly recalls what happened last March: "I was completely dumbfounded. I only had one question in my mind—who exactly is my sister? Now it seems she's just a—"

Kirino leaned closer, her eyes pleading, "What is it?"

"Just a weirdo who does it out of interest."

"Wow, this statement is infuriating!"

My sister chuckled, but the laughter quickly dissipated into the winter air, leaving no warmth behind: "Actually, there are still some things I haven't shown you yet."

Kousaka Kyosuke knew it all.

On the afternoon of June when her father discovered her hobby, he went to his sister's room and, after taking stock of all the erotic games in the closet, he discovered something else.

He neither looked at nor listened to what was inside, partly because there wasn't enough time, and partly because he felt a vague sense of fear.

The reason for his fear, of course, was that he vaguely guessed what it might contain.

Now, he finally found out.

"I'm a little shy... but I'll let you see it anyway."

After Kirino finished speaking in a tense voice, she pulled the paper door open in the opposite direction from before, opening a small door on the side.

Crackling sound...

A box fell to the ground, and what caught Kyosuke's eye was something memorable: the illustration and the game's name on the box.

He blinked a few times expressionlessly, glanced at his sister, then at the box, and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time: "Do you... want to eat poop?"

"How could there be?"

She waved her hands in denial, which was completely unconvincing.

What is this "Eat Shit, Sister" adult game that fell to the ground? You still won't admit it? I've already admitted to being a siscon, so what's wrong with you admitting to being a pervert?

"This...this...you...you listen to me!"

"No need, no need to explain, I understand."

"What do you know! That expression is infuriating! Has my image in your mind already become a terrible one?"

Kirino's face turned ashen, and she uttered, "My image has deteriorated again..."

wrong!

Your image couldn't get any worse!

When you're playing adult games like crazy, your image as an excellent junior high school girl is completely ruined!

Even so, she still squatted down and took out a box from inside, trying to justify herself: "I originally went for that artist, I had no idea what kind of work it was beforehand, and wouldn't it be rude to buy it and not play it?"

Nothing is more rude than your current posture, my sister.

Kousaka Kyosuke stood silently behind her, looking down at his sister's snow-white waist and white panties, which were exposed when she squatted down.

"Yes, that's very rude."

"Right? Let me make this clear first, it's not like something incredible has awakened inside me!"

That's hard to say.

In the silent exchange between the brother and sister, Kirino brought out a cardboard box, a Pandora's box that made Kousaka Kyosuke's eyelids twitch.