I really don't want to be reborn.

It seems that's indeed the case.

Then she started talking about how Kirino triggered the flag today. Simply put, after returning home, she accidentally dropped the newly bought game DVD in the living room. At that time, her father had just finished having tea with his colleagues and casually came back and witnessed this scene.

Yes, Kirino Kousaka is sometimes smart, and sometimes she's clumsy and stupid to death—Kasumigaoka thought to himself with a bit of schadenfreude, but seeing the trouble in his eyes, he sighed a little.

Indeed, it was his annoying sister.

"What kind of game is it?"

"I don't know, your dad's face turned ashen when he opened it."

Ah, I understand.

When Daisuke's father saw the sign for an adult game, his expression was unbelievable.

Besides anger and shock, there must have been an unprecedented sense of frustration.

My daughter, whom I'm so proud of and who's always been perfect and outstanding, actually likes that kind of thing!

It seems normal for her to go shopping in Akihabara on the weekend, especially since Kyosuke gave her some pocket money. That guy is not only clumsy, but he must also be a big spender.

With his silly little sister by his side, Kyosuke suddenly felt a little tired.

Seeing his thoughtful expression, his mother asked, a little strangely, "Kyosuke...aren't you very surprised?"

"Yeah. I know."

"You...you didn't know all along, did you?"

He mentally slammed his fist on the table. "After all these years of reincarnation, I only just found out this time that my wonderful little sister is not only an idiot, but also a pervert who likes adult-themed games!"

Kyosuke, with mixed feelings, remained silent, which his mother interpreted as tacit agreement. She sighed, "I knew it! You knew it all along!"

Yoshino's mother suddenly asked her son in a low voice, "Could it be...could it be that Kirino's liking for those things is influenced by you? That makes sense, doesn't your room have a lot of game discs?"

"There's some connection, I suppose."

"You're the one who corrupted Kirino, aren't you?"

"Absolutely not!"

Under the questioning gazes of his mother and Shiwa, Kyosuke defended himself: "Get this straight, I was giving her the cold shoulder a few months ago, and that guy probably started buying games and stuff a year ago—"

He suddenly shut his mouth.

The mother's expression was somewhat broken: "A year ago...she was just starting junior high school, right?"

Kyosuke remained silent.

Sorry, little sister, I accidentally sold you out.

"So that means—ah, never mind, anyway, that belongs to Kirino, sigh..."

Mom sighed in disappointment.

Kyosuke Kosaka asked menacingly, "Judging from your tone, you were just trying to pin the blame on me, weren't you?"

"How...how could this be!"

The mother turned her face away guiltily.

Yes, carrying him on his back is no problem. If that adult game belongs to Kyosuke, Daisuke's father will at most scold him.

"Your dad hasn't been this angry in a long time. He's not going to calm down anytime soon. What should we do?"

He gestured for Kasumigaoka to pull his distraught mother aside and say, "Leave it to me."

"I'm just worried that your dad will be in a bad mood. Sigh, if only Kirino were a little more sensible."

sensible?

What does it mean to be sensible?

It means that minors think about problems in an adult way.

When he entered the living room, he saw Kirino and her father sitting across the table from each other, neither of them speaking.

Daisuke looked over, his dignified face expressionless, as if he was suppressing his anger, while Kirino seemed petrified, listlessly hanging her head.

The whole drama today started with the evidence on the table.

The DVD box next to the brand handbag that Kirino often mentions is clearly there, the evidence is conclusive and there is no way to overturn the case.

The only fan making a sound seemed exhausted, its movements resembling stirring a thick soup as it stirred the air.

"Kyosuke!"

The father's gaze sharpened: "Is this what you called a harmless hobby before?"

That's right.

The man with the square face of a gang leader was taut: "Looks like you're an accomplice. Yes, you bought these things when you were in middle school too."

"So I don't understand what you're angry about."

He didn't sit down, but stood at one end of the coffee table between the two of them, forming a triangle with the other two.

"You didn't say anything when I bought it. Since you didn't care then, why are you so serious about it now?"

"She's a girl!"

Kyosuke raised his voice: "Gender equality!"

Daisuke slammed his fist on the table, his voice almost a growl: "That's because I know you have self-control, I know you're different from other kids, but what about Kirino? Have you even considered my feelings?"

The living room fell silent.

Kyosuke Kosaka exhaled slowly: "Violence is bad."

Yes.

Hitting someone is violence.

Insults are a form of violence.

Forcing minors to think like adults is also a form of violence.

------(three)

Being restless and eager to act is ultimately foolish.

I spent ten minutes thinking of a chapter title.

I haven't played any games or watched any movies for a week straight. Aren't I awesome?

You guys too, you're all so chubby!

Chapter Forty-Five: Gather a fire, scatter stars across the sky

That's life.

That's true, it's definitely not as beautiful as poetry.

After being told by her father to throw away all her game discs once again, Kirino Kousaka finally lost her temper, stood up, turned around, and ran out.

I crashed headlong into reality, and all my tears came out.

The living room door was rudely opened, and the mother and Kasumigaoka Utaha, who were talking at the end of the hallway, turned around in surprise.

"Kirino?"

The mother was startled. Her daughter, who rushed out of the door, had a face contorted like a ghost, her face flushed with anger, and her eyes bloodshot.

The moment she saw Kasumigaoka Utaha, her angry blush turned pale, and all the emotions in her eyes turned into sadness.

Why is she in this house?

Kirino Kousaka whimpered softly, the sudden blow like a fishbone stuck in her throat.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was also astonished: "Kiri, Kiri no?"

"Get out of my way...get out of my way!"

Kirino, who was walking aggressively towards her, stared at her with hatred and rudely pushed her away. All her feelings and emotions had nowhere to go and could not be released, so she could only suppress them in her heart.

Kirino walked towards the door, panting, and hastily grabbed her boots and put them on.

boom!

The mother was so anxious that she jumped up and down, wanting to chase after her daughter, but Kasumigaoka Utaha stopped her: "I'll go after her, Auntie."

"Oh... that child pushed you just now, please don't mind."

"I don't need to mind."

"What a forgiving child."

Unlike traditional Japanese women's education, Kasumigaoka Utaha believes that tolerance is not morality, but cognition.

“She’s Kyosuke’s sister. I can pretend I didn’t see or know many things, but…”

The girl said something strange while changing her shoes in the entryway. She didn't finish her sentence, but shook her head worriedly and then chased after him.

You won't lose track of it.

Just like she often joked with Kirino's brother.

What in this world is easier to remember than a beautiful girl with a round head?

You can find out which way that guy ran by just by asking anyone.

Jia Nai's mother glanced worriedly into the living room and saw her son vacuuming up cigarette ash on the floor, apparently having knocked over the ashtray.

Daisuke threw that out in a fit of rage.

What exactly happened?

After thinking about it, Mom decided to go to the kitchen and prepare dinner first.

The living room was quiet, with only the inconvenient sound of the vacuum cleaner. After finishing tidying up methodically, Kousaka Kyosuke heard his father say in a low voice, "Kyosuke, come and sit for a while."

He sat down in the spot where Kirino had just been.

"Kyosuke, do you know?"

"Yes, I noticed it back in March of this year."