I really don't want to be reborn.

"To my future self, how old will you be when you listen to this recording?"

Is she already an adult? Or is she still a high school student?

Has your running speed become as fast as your brother's?

Has anyone become a perfect person like their brother, both handsome and gentle?

Did he praise you?

Have you ever slept with him?

I'm completely incapable now; the gap is widening.

But I am working hard today, working hard for my future self.

Although it may forever remain just a dream, I still decided to tell myself—I must surpass my brother.

That way, he won't look down on me; he'll take my feelings and emotions seriously.

The pause button was pressed, and a brief, awkward silence fell over Kirino Kousaka's bedroom.

Someone muttered something under their breath, then pressed the start button again.

"To my future self."

"Hearing the messages I recorded before, I'm honestly quite embarrassed."

But—I'm sorry, but I still need my future self to listen carefully.

Will I, in the future, be married to the person I love most?

Although I know that those feelings are absolutely forbidden and cannot even be spoken aloud, I am still extremely upset because my mother told me that he was very popular with girls in junior high school.

I'm so angry!

What can I do?

There's no way to talk to anyone about this. If you talk to your parents, they might just see all your hopes dashed.

I'm even afraid they'll find out I have those thoughts, and I'm even more afraid he'll find out I have those thoughts.

You only get one chance.

I must muster up my courage at that time.

So please think carefully and look for any possible clues.

How can I realize my dream?

How can I make him like me?

How can I stay with him forever?

"My future self, you'll definitely be very resourceful and courageous back then, right?"

The recording ends here.

Kyosuke Kosaka sighed deeply: "That's not right."

"What...something's not right!"

"Whether it's the past you or the future you, you don't have much courage, Kirino."

Kyosuke stared at his sister's embarrassed, flushed face: "I've always believed that courage often comes from past shame, but it seems that no matter how shameful the past was, you're still such a coward."

"I didn't!"

Since being forcibly taken home from the airport by her brother, Kirino Kousaka had been in a daze until two days later when she gradually came to her senses from the dazed state of crying and laughing.

"Are you crazy? Kasumigaoka is right there, are you trying to kill me?"

Once she regained consciousness, her younger sister grabbed his collar frantically, yelling without any restraint in front of their parents, "Who do you think you are?! What gives you the right to do something like that?!"

"Why wouldn't I dare? I'll explain it to my girlfriend."

Provoked by her brother's nonchalant attitude, Kirino Kousaka finally uttered words that sent shockwaves through the entire family: "Explain yourself? How are you going to explain yourself? How are you going to explain kissing your own sister in front of her—you big idiot!!!"

Before Kyosuke could speak, Daisuke erupted in anger, slamming his fist on the table: "Kyosuke, you little bastard, what have you done?!"

However, before the head of the family could fully vent his anger, he was simultaneously rebuked by the unfilial brother and sister, one with red eyes and the other with a disdainful raised eyebrow.

in unison.

"What's it to you?"

That very night, Kirino pulled him into her room and gave him her last secret.

The biggest secret hidden behind the closet.

Those were messages she left for her future self, each one more shameful and explicit than the last, every syllable revealing the perverted thought, "I want to have sex with my brother."

After hearing all this, Kyosuke Kosaka's only comment was that his sister was too cowardly, to the point that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"You still say you're not a coward? What courage do you have? Who is it that's acting like a pathetic loser, trying to escape to America?"

Kyosuke Kosaka, now riding high, was incredibly arrogant: "Isn't it you? Is it me? You've been a useless coward since you were a kid."

"I'm not!"

Kirino was almost brought to tears by his words.

He does seem to be a very useless person.

But she would never admit that she lacked courage. Kirino loosened her grip on his collar, pressed her forehead against his chest, and said in a soft, humble voice, "I have courage. I am the sister who dared to fall in love with my brother. How many sisters in the world have this kind of courage?"

His proud, arrogant, and short-tempered sister had now become a faint and muted light in his arms, and her scent had softened.

He lifted his sister's chin.

As his fingers brushed across her lips, Kyosuke Kosaka inexplicably tasted that flavor in his mouth—a clean, fresh, stubborn, and quiet flavor that was utterly irresistible.

When the younger sister tilts her head back, her chin and collarbone form a straight line, the curve of which seems to resemble the west coast of the United States.

He was kissing the west coast of the United States.

As Kirino trembled silently, she gradually slid down.

"Thank you for your courage, I appreciate it."

That morning, Kirino Kousaka slowly woke up from her sleep.

The weariness in her heart was completely relieved and soothed last night. She did nothing and thought nothing, but just obediently slept in his arms, as if she had vented all the feelings she had accumulated over the past six months.

I'm just a little sleepy. I've had my eyes open for several minutes, but I'm still in a daze. It feels just like when I had a fever and a cold last winter.

Feeling lazy, I don't want to move at all.

Her brother was sleeping right next to her, his arm half-wrapped around her waist, and his other hand was lewdly pressed against her chest.

Ah, was this intentional, or was it an unconscious action?

Kirino had absolutely no intention of pursuing the matter further.

Having him by my side is enough.

This is the real world, not a dream. My brother is holding me while I sleep, and his affectionate attitude is more important than anything else.

She shifted her body slightly and poked his cheek with her finger.

It's so cute that he's completely unguarded.

Can boys be described as cute too?

then……

Then, countless similar scenes flashed through the mind of the experienced Kirino Kousaka, each scene so explicit that it made her blush.

What made her blush and her heart race the most was actually the time she kissed her brother, who was in a coma due to illness, in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha. That was the bravest thing she had ever done.

Let's do it again now!

"..."

Kyosuke Kosaka silently watched his sister kissing him, and felt a pang of sympathy.

"Whoa, you...you were awake a while ago?"

Kirino was flustered and tried to run away, but he immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

The younger sister shifted in his arms, unwilling to give up: "Pretending to sleep, that's so annoying."

"I was just resting with my eyes closed, how could I have known that my sister would do such a thing to my sleeping brother?"

"Pah! You even touched my breasts! You actually assaulted my sleeping sister—I can't believe it! You big pervert! Die!"

She was yelling "Go to hell" but her arms were wrapped around his waist, and she didn't want to let go for even a second.

Kyosuke stroked his sister's soft hair, lost in thought.

He was wondering what to do for the next two years.

"Kirino, we're dating now, right?"

The visual novel "Let's Date with My Sister!" feels like his destiny. From the beginning until now, fate has been playing tricks on him, leaving him heartbroken.

But this time, he found it both laughable and absurd.

"Dating? No way!"

Kirino muttered softly, "I'm just your sister. You have a girlfriend. Kasumigaoka Utaha is a very good girlfriend. Don't let her down."

"……yes."

She leaned close to his ear and asked a question that was very difficult to ask.

She wanted to know for sure whether, at the end of his lovemaking with his girlfriend, his "rain" had shot into the clouds or poured onto the earth.

"Sigh, the weather is unpredictable."

The brother and sister fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts.

After a long pause, he finally spoke with some difficulty: "Even though we're siblings, we can still do things that lovers do, right?"

"..."

"We kissed and hugged, what else was there?"

In despair, she clung to him with her arms and legs, screaming, "I don't know! Please stop talking!"