I really don't want to be reborn.

"Why are you watching that kind of cringey stuff?! Didn't you say it has a gloomy and dark tone, and the details are terrible? Why are you still watching it?!"

Kyosuke Kosaka frowned in displeasure: "Girls shouldn't always be talking about unclean things."

After saying that, he began to admire Kirino's irritable expression and actions: "I don't think that has much to do with my personal preferences. Didn't Kuroneko ask me to draw illustrations a while ago? How can I draw well if I don't understand the characters and plot in detail?"

Kirino felt a pang of jealousy: "Then I'll write a doujinshi about Meruru too, and you can draw the illustrations for me!"

This is her brother! Why should that dead cat boss him around?

That dead cat always says it doesn't like sunlight. How ridiculous! It's not like it's some kind of vampire that runs around like a walking chimney whenever it sees the sun. That dead cat, always lost in its chuunibyou world, is so annoying.

"A doujinshi about Meruru? A tentacle-themed book about training alien monsters?"

Kirino Kousaka was furious and tried to jump off the bed to fight him, but the mattress was soft and she couldn't stand up straight as soon as she tried.

"Kirino?"

Kyosuke reacted quickly, standing up and grabbing her hand. Before she could even scream, an arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her up into the air.

"Woooo..."

Aside from a moment of panic, she mostly felt that she was in her brother's arms, not a gentle embrace, but a tight grip that seemed to be afraid of hurting her, so tight that it hurt her bones.

The sweetness in his heart felt like it was about to be squeezed out, with nowhere to go but to quickly gather in his eyes and breath. His breath was sweet as if he had just eaten a jar of honey, and the water in his eyes was boiling, making a gurgling sound.

Those few seconds felt slow, as thick as rice porridge.

Kyosuke frowned as he looked at his sister's unusually shy and sweet expression, then loosened his grip, sending her into a brief freefall.

Kirino got out of bed, biting her lip and tugging at her brother's arm, asking guiltily, "Are you angry? I shouldn't have pounced on you just now..."

Kyosuke Kosaka didn't say anything, just shook his head, and tried to sit back down in front of the computer, but his clingy younger sister pulled his arm.

Kirino huffed and puffed out her cheeks as she whispered in his ear, "Are you angry?!"

After shouting, I felt no longer guilty.

Absolutely self-righteous!

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Hmm, I'm quite satisfied with the metaphor of Kirino's breathing and eyes.

Does anyone want to feed them?

I'll post the extra chapter this afternoon; I need to revise it.

Chapter Twenty: Of all the unexpected events in my life, only you truly deserve it.

"what is this?"

"Oh, you said you wanted to eat the dumplings I made last time, so last night... hmph, I just made some."

The black cat's eyes twitched as it watched the scene unfold before it, its mood extremely sour.

She's on the train to Koto Ward in Tokyo right now, and right in front of her is a lovey-dovey, slightly arrogant romantic comedy, acting so nonchalantly when everyone in the world knows they're in love but only these two idiots are oblivious... There's probably no one else but Kyosuke Kousaka and Utaha Kasumigaoka.

Today is the day before Summer Comi, in mid-August.

The so-called summer comic is actually a large-scale otaku festival held at Tokyo Big Sight, the Koto Ward international exhibition hall in Tokyo, from a Friday to a Sunday in mid-August.

This is, of course, the place Kyosuke promised his sister to play with him—don't underestimate this place. If it were any other place, his picky sister probably wouldn't be so happy. But this is the Otaku Festival, and Kirino Kousaka has never participated before. She's here to try it out this year.

However, Kirino's work schedule overlapped with Natsu Comic's schedule, so she only had time to come on the third day of the festival.

Now, the two high school students are going to Tokyo not only to help the black cat set up a stall, but also because of the light novel thing—two high school students who are light novel authors, this is a gimmick.

Moreover, their respective books are quite popular, especially Kosaka's novels, which have won some good awards. This trip was to discuss the issue of adapting them into anime.

Of course, it wouldn't hurt to take some time to help the little black cat set up its stall as well.

In short, this trip had only two and a half objectives.

First is work.

Secondly, it was to help the black cat.

And the last half was spent with my younger sister on the last day...

Just as he was considering whether or not to stand Kirino up on the last day, Kasumigaoka Utaha handed him a rice ball that she had "made on a whim".

"Thank you very much... It tastes great."

Yes, this dumpling has a flavor I like, and it's also the flavor I "like".

The person he likes also likes him, which is probably not unusual on Earth, but for the person involved, it is a once-in-a-lifetime coincidence and a surprise that cannot be expressed in words.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat down next to him, glanced at the black cat who was standing there looking miserable with all the bags he was carrying, and showed no intention of giving up her seat.

Instead, he tilted his head and asked, "It tastes good? How good is it?"

He silently gazed at the half-eaten dumpling in his hand, and sighed softly, "Just as good as your outfit today."

It's worth mentioning that Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't wearing her usual school uniform today, but rather a British-style outfit.

The yellow mini-skirt was just enough to cover half of her thighs, and her ever-present black pantyhose were now out of commission. Her smooth, jade-like long legs extended elegantly from the hem of the skirt, and she wore a pair of high-heeled sandals, looking almost unbelievably fresh and clean.

"It's beautiful, I like it very much."

I really like it—that's the key sentence.

Before she could blush, Kousaka Kyosuke abruptly asked, "Did Sawamura help with this?"

"Yeah, that guy seems to know a lot about British style. I, on the other hand, don't really know much about Britain, France, Germany, and stuff like that. I know absolutely nothing about them."

He ate the remaining half of the dumpling: "France is more flamboyant, Germany is more sassy, ​​and yours is just right."

Kasumigaoka Utaha also picked up the rice balls she had made: "Don't talk nonsense. France is fine, but the seriousness, rigor and punctuality of Germans are recognized worldwide."

Kyosuke Kosaka smiled silently: "I remember a magazine published a survey that showed Germans love to lie while traveling, and they are world champions in terms of shamelessness."

The girl looked at him in surprise: "Traveling?"

"Eighty percent of Germans said they wouldn't regret lying while traveling, and some even concealed their real age while traveling, skillfully pretending to be mature or young depending on the other person's preferences—almost all male tourists kept quiet about whether they were married or not in order not to miss any good opportunity for a romantic encounter..."

The two girls looked at him in surprise, somewhat disbelieving that a German would be like this.

"You think they don't lie? That's because they're usually super serious, but once they start being provocative, the Japanese are nothing compared to them, and the promiscuous French are nothing..."

Seeing the black cat standing there pitifully, he took out a piece of toast he had bought at the station and put it near her mouth: "Here, open your mouth and take it."

The black cat glared at him, not wanting to look at the two adulterers, but it was also very interested in other people's love story and couldn't bear to look away.

That feeling of reluctance is like having a primary school graduation photo—you don't want to see it, but you also don't want to throw it away, so you can only put it behind the frame.

Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to be thinking, "Going to Tokyo now, can we consider it a short trip?"

What are you trying to say?

Will I have a romantic encounter?

The boy chuckled, speechless. "How could that be?"

Shi Yu glanced at him, then looked at the black cat who was munching on its food with its mouth bulging, and said nothing.

Perhaps the curse in the black cat's heart had some effect, because when the tram was halfway there, the passenger sitting in front of them got off, and she quickly grabbed the seat, panting and grumbling about the two jerks behind her who wouldn't give her their seats.

Of course, the Fallen Saint of Chiba doesn't need mortals to offer him their seats; it's an attitude, and their attitude is terrible! They'll be cursed sooner or later!

To make her words more convincing, the young girl took out her phone after resting and started writing in her phone diary, which she usually used to record her feelings... oh no, I mean, to record timelines.

Black Cat Diary: Moments of Loneliness

on Wednesday

The noise in the classroom

A group that wears a mask and tries to please others with a smile.

Cut off contact with my world

Light and Dark

Everything is insignificant.

Who am I really?

What a disgusting feeling...

"Huh? What's this?"

The question from Kyosuke Kosaka behind her almost made her drop her phone. Her petite body trembled as she turned around: "You...you...don't peek into other people's privacy!"

Kyosuke gave her a strange look, then grinned mischievously: "The Complete Magic Manual of Fallen Beasts? Or is it an email to Meruru?"

"None of your business! You seem so upright and refined, I never expected..."

He found teasing the cat quite amusing: "What didn't you expect? Hey, black cat, what kind of person do you think I am? Just talking about appearance, what am I? Do I look a lot like the black character in the cartoon?"

A sneer appeared on the cat's face: "A beast in human clothing."

"That's going too far. Even if I appear deep on the outside, do you know what's inside me? Inside me is—"

"He's a beast."

Kasumigaoka Utaha interjected, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Kyosuke Kosaka was speechless, and sullenly leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

The girl beside him gently touched the hem of her skirt, her eyes gazing tenderly at Kousaka Kyosuke in front of the scenery outside the window. Thinking of those good opportunities to be alone with him, she realized that he rarely showed any signs of being tempted. Suppressing her embarrassment, she muttered a curse under her breath.

"Worse than a beast..."

——————（Seventeen）

That Black Cat Diary wasn't something I made up myself; it actually appeared in the animation...

Speaking of being worse than an animal, I'm reminded of Kasugano Haruka. He waited so long before finally having sex with his sister; he's so weak.

Chapter Twenty-One: Suddenly Looking Back, That Person... Wants a Hug!

"Black Cat, don't be nervous later. The editors at Dengeki Bunko are pretty good."

"Who's nervous?! Me...me..."