I really don't want to be reborn.

"Shino, would you like to come with me to visit our elders today?"

The little girl, who was engrossed in watching cartoons, suddenly heard a twitch in her ear: "An elder?"

"My father's old acquaintance, the Kogiso family. Do you want to come with me? If you don't, you'll have to mooch dinner from the neighbors next door tonight."

"..."

Sinon glanced at the anime, then at her brother-in-law.

Blinking its eyes, the lake seemed to reflect the red sunrise, and the eyelashes of its eyes were two stalks of saxifrage.

I resolutely decided not to go.

"I'm going out now~"

After he left, Shino suddenly remembered the twin-tailed girl with a fox-like smile she had met during those three days in Nagasaki last year; her name seemed to be something like Ogiso.

She decisively turned off the TV, ran to the balcony, and somehow pulled out a sturdy rope. She swung it at the opposite balcony, put it on, and then jumped and tumbled in the air, landing as gently as a cat on the balcony of the Touma family's house.

She wanted to secretly follow her, after all, that girl with twin tails named Ogiso was on the "Sister's Rival List".

Hmph, he said he was going to visit someone's home, but actually, my brother-in-law, that womanizer, probably had something in mind.

Sinon had unknowingly lowered her level of trust in Kyosuke Kousaka's emotions by several notches.

However, my brother-in-law is extremely conscious of not being followed. I just said I wasn't going, and if he follows me and gets caught, he'll definitely have a problem with me, and might even find me annoying.

Being found annoying makes her feel bad.

That's not good.

So we need to find a reason.

For example—"Touma took me out to play, and we just happened to run into..."

Therefore, her first task is to find Touma Kazusa.

"..."

Miss Touma emerged from the bathroom with a graceful posture, or to put it more subtly, like a large, dim, yellowish moon hanging low in the sky.

The moon was wrapped in a towel, obscuring many beautiful parts of the scene. The hazy beauty of hands curling up wet, long hair resembled a lunar halo.

The beautiful girl, fresh from her bath, let out a long sigh of relief, and then she discovered that there was inexplicably another person in her house.

"..."

Shi Nai slightly raised her head, glancing briefly at the alluring cleavage of the young girl's body, and subtly curled her lip.

"You're here."

"...You...you...you—??"

Too shocked to speak, Touma's hand, which had been holding her hair, fell to her sides.

The bath towel wrapped around her waist also came down with it.

The sight of a naked girl is beautiful, but it is more sensitive than political topics on the internet. Even a cursory glance is considered too sensitive, and we are all afraid of being reported by malicious people. Therefore, we just smile and remain silent.

Xiao Shi's eyes narrowed as she stared intently at the exposed, smooth mound, her expression somewhat strange: "It's different from your sister's. Where's your pubic hair? I can't see a single one."

(Kousaka... oh, I should say her future husband is lucky)

Touma immediately picked up the towel and wrapped it around herself again, her face flushed: "How did you get in?"

"Let me take another look at it that jumped in."

"Don't look! Take your hands away!"

Touma Kazusa, still shaken, looked around and, finding no man next door, was relieved that Kosaka Kyosuke hadn't "jumped in." She then reached out, annoyed and embarrassed, to pinch the brat's cheek.

"You really scared me to death. Don't do that again next time."

Touma Kazusa, whose personality can hardly be described as gentle and kind, has an unusually good patience with children. Even when her most private parts are seen and her most shameful secrets are discovered, she doesn't feel anything.

Besides Sinon's petite stature and obedient nature, there must be other reasons, which are actually the same as how Kousaka Kyosuke treats Kuroneko now—he sees Sinon as a substitute for his younger sister.

Unlike the despicable Kyosuke Kousaka, Kousaka was conscious of his actions and even unafraid of being known.

She was unaware of it, but after learning that she actually had a younger sister, Touma Kazusa might have awakened a potential attribute called "sister complex".

…………

Setsuna Ogiso is working again.

It's the weekend today.

Her family's financial situation wasn't too bad, but she always took odd jobs and part-time work on weekends and holidays. To put it in Xuecai Jiang's crescent-shaped smile, she was "not mature enough and still needs to hone herself."

Official statements are unreliable.

Her parents might believe this explanation, but her younger brother, Xiaohong, who had always lived in her shadow, absolutely refused to believe that his sister would work for this reason.

There must be some reason that no one knows.

"When visiting elders, it's appropriate to bring a small gift, like fruit."

After picking up a little bit here and a little bit there in the supermarket, Kyosuke Kosaka pieced together some fruit and went to the counter to pay.

He muttered to himself, "What a troublesome tradition. Sending fruit is so unoriginal. In my opinion, sending a bag of rice would be much better..."

"Guest, the rice is over there."

"Thank you, you—uh-uh?"

Kyosuke, his expression stiff, met the eyes of the cashier.

"..."

How old are you?!

Ogiso Setsuna, your surname is actually Hoshino, right? Why are you everywhere?

But that's understandable.

Minegashiro University was nearby, and her home wasn't far either. It was also the weekend, so when Kyosuke Kousaka saw Setsuna in her braided, glasses-wearing form again, he just made a quick remark and then returned to his calm.

"Hey there, pickled mustard green sauce!"

Setsuna Ogiso remained expressionless.

With his unfashionable attire and expressionless face, in that instant, Kyosuke Kosaka felt as if he were standing on the edge of a beautiful, deep pool.

I felt a little palpitated, but at the same time, my heart couldn't help but flutter.

The seemingly ordinary Ogiso Setsuna is unfathomable and very attractive.

Especially when she's unhappy, the low air pressure around her can break a barometer. She's a little unhappy right now; you could say she cares a lot about this.

How did I end up running into this jerk again while working at the supermarket?

It was as if they were destined to be entangled together.

She almost suspected that Kousaka-kun was the kind of person who had feelings for her, otherwise it would be too much of a coincidence. Of course, she also knew that this was nonsense.

"Damn fate."

The girl took off her glasses.

……

He waited anxiously at the door for Kogiso, who had left work early.

"No, it's not about leaving get off work early, I just quit this job."

"why is that?"

She remained silent, the real reason being that she was inexplicably throwing a tantrum, unhappy, and displeased with people and her work.

Just like Kirino likes to kick and bite at thin air, she is now kicking and biting at fate.

Looking at Setsuna's face, which was devoid of any smile, Kousaka forced a smile: "Could it be that you're still angry with me?"

"N-no, I was just thinking about what Kousaka-kun just said, where is it a custom to bring a bag of rice when visiting someone?"

"Because, because it's not shameful to put rice in the rice bin."

The two began walking towards Ogiso's house: "Have you always worked around here?"

"Yes, after all, I don't have the talent of Kousaka-kun, I can only earn a little money to spend."

Kyosuke Kosaka's expression was quite strange: "Talent? Setsuna, do you need this pocket money? I don't think Uncle Ogiso would be stingy, after all, he's a doting father."

"Ah, nothing can be hidden from Kousaka-kun."

"After all, if you really needed money, you could have taken off your disguise and worked in the store, which would have attracted a lot of repeat customers, instead of looking so unsophisticated now."

The girl with twin ponytails rolled her eyes at him: "A cute and pretty girl like me is easily targeted."

Kosaka was speechless: "If you can't protect yourself, then you're not the Kogiso I know."

She paused for a moment, then broke into a very happy smile: "Thank you for the compliment. I always feel like you know me very well. We... we haven't met that many times, have we?"

"Perhaps, this is what they call instant connection."

"I really wanted to stay far away, after all, Kousaka-kun is just too dangerous..."

I completely agree.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling the scent of cherry blossoms in the wind, and suddenly covered her mouth and yawned.

Did you get up early this morning?

"Yes, that's right..."

"You've worked so hard... You don't have to work so hard."

Ogiso Setsuna shook her head: "It's okay. I'll tell you a secret. The reason I like to work part-time in my spare time is actually very simple."

She enjoys meeting all sorts of people.

Be an unassuming bystander in an inconspicuous corner, observing people's various expressions and words, and glimpsing human nature within this vast amount of information.

Amidst the clamor and chaos of human nature, her thoughts become exceptionally clear and sharp.