The person who likes me is a yandere.

"Qiong, are you hurt anywhere?"

Sora left Asuna and spun around on the spot.

"Yes, as you can see, brother, I'm fine thanks to Asuna for saving me. How about you, brother?"

"I wasn't injured either."

It's just a toothache. Water seeping into the tooth where the silver powder has come off causes throbbing pain.

In any case, on this day of bad luck, it's wonderful that the two siblings, who both encountered the tragic incident of jumping into the river from the bridge pier, both emerged unharmed.

Not long after I confirmed that Qiong was safe, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The detective, as usual, began making nonsensical deductions.

"...After Xiaoqiong ran away from home, she climbed onto a bridge pier and jumped off. The implication of this series of actions is... Xiaoqiong, you can't do that!"

Asuna approached Sora aggressively, and I was speechless, not knowing why she was so agitated.

Qiong said with a puzzled look:

"W-What's not allowed?"

Asuna glanced at me and then answered Sora:

"Xiao Qiong is going to have a showdown with me next, right? It's a battle of wits that will make even the most crying child wail even louder! You can't just jump off a building and kill yourself!"

"Jump...jump off a building? No, I didn't do that! And, you idiot, Sumire! You can't say anything about a showdown in front of your brother! That will expose Sora's unrequited love!"

...Little sister, your words only confirm that you've been "discovered."

I pretended not to notice Sora's unrequited love and said to Asuna:

“I said, Asuna. Sora didn’t jump off the building. I pushed her down.”

"Huh? What does this mean? How could this happen?"

"That, it's probably—"

My bad luck.

Saying such a thing felt like condemning Qiong, so I replied with a wry smile:

"Because I'm too careless."

After that, we returned home completely soaked.

Because they fell completely into the river, Sora's phone broke, and Asuna's phone broke too. My phone was already broken, but we didn't really care.

As long as everyone is safe and sound, that's all that matters. A relaxed mind helps us bear life's hardships.

Right now, there's only one thing I care about.

Will a romantic rivalry really happen?

We got home at nine o'clock in the evening.

We were starving, so the three of us ate our belated dinner together.

Asuna, who was on duty to cook, stood in front of the kitchen and said, "Shouldn't we hurry up and cook it?" She then made fried rice.

"During my work at the detective agency, I once went undercover to investigate a Chinese restaurant. So, leave the cooking to me."

Although Asuna said that, the fried rice wasn't good. The rice grains weren't separate; they were stuck together. Was it porridge?

"Asuna, did anything go wrong when you were undercover?"

"Of course. Wait a minute, I'll show you what I look like in a cheongsam. I'm the best waitress, you know."

"...You didn't infiltrate the kitchen, right?"

Asuna's cooking skills are mediocre, so is it just bad luck that I got to eat her food?

No, this shouldn't affect Asuna's cooking skills, right?

After we finished eating and washing the dishes, we all took showers. It was already 10:30 p.m.

We changed back into our pajamas and stayed in the living room. The three of us spent time together until the date changed.

Wearing her pajamas, Sora suddenly bowed her head and apologized to Yui: "I'm sorry!"

At this moment, Asuna changed into a cheongsam as pajamas. This apology was not meant to imply that her attire was offensive.

Kyō apologizes for the fire that occurred four days ago when he hugged Asuna, causing the apartment Asuna was supposed to stay in to catch fire.

She said that to express her apology, she asked Asuna not to look for another place to stay immediately, but to stay here until she had saved up her money.

Asuna was very happy.

"Thank you. If I'm in the way, please let me know right away. Just let me have the balcony."

Although it was much better than the courtyard, Asuna was still too polite.

Then we discussed the most pressing issue.

That is the question of how to deal with Qiong's special physique.

The Last Chapter: The Unluckiest Day

That is the question of how to deal with Qiong's special physique.

"I'm telling you, Qiong. Starting tomorrow, you have to let me hug you too. But even if you don't agree, I'll still forcefully hug you."

"Qianyu, if you don't know the details, your statement is dangerous enough to make someone call the police... Um, Xiaoqiong, you absolutely have to let me hug you too."

Qiong frowned, a sad expression on her face. Her mouth seemed about to utter a word of denial, making it impossible for me to remain silent.

“Listen carefully, Qiong. I want you to know that bad luck doesn’t equal misfortune. On the contrary, for me…”

What I'm about to say is very lame, but it's my true feeling.

Saying such things might have a significant impact on our future cohabitation. However, if it can alleviate some of the burden in Qiong's heart, then it doesn't matter how poorly I perform.

"I'm incredibly lucky to live under the same roof as such a cute little sister like Sora and a beautiful classmate like Asuna. I'm living the life every high school boy envies. Even if I get hit by bird poop a few more times than others, only win the 'Thank You for Your Patronage' lottery, and always draw bad fortune slips, which makes me feel a little down during the New Year, I don't care at all. Compared to these unlucky things, the luck of being able to live this kind of life far outweighs them. If I use this luck to subtract my bad luck, I'm still very lucky."

I told Asuna and Sora what I was thinking.

“I’m very lucky. I was supposed to live alone in a shared bathroom and shower room, an apartment where the landlord would try to run away with my deposit, key money, and prepaid rent whenever he had the chance. But now I can live in such a beautiful home. The joy of living with Yoshitsu is definitely not less than any of those little misfortunes.”

Qiong kept her head down.

Did I convey what I said to Jie Ai to her?

When Qiong raised her head, a strong and powerful smile had already appeared on her face.

"I need to tell Xiaojie first that Qiong is also very happy to be able to live with her brother!"

What are you trying to express?

Qiong, without changing her smile, continued:

"...Brother, Asuna, thank you...Starting tomorrow, please carry me."

Asuna and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you have to tell me about any bad luck that happens to you, brother. I want to make the most of it. I'll serve you both by doing things that will make you happy, to make up for any bad luck with joy... okay?"

Sora is so gentle. But how will she please us...?

"...Xiao Qiong's service, and Qian Yu's silent, blank-faced contemplation... Qian Yu, are you thinking about something lewd right now?"

"Stop making stupid deductions. And your comment that my pensive expression looks dull really hurt me! Speaking of Qiong's service, I think it would be something like a back massage."

"Qianyu's speculation is foolish. How could Xiaoqiong's service be the kind of thing a child does when it's their parents' birthday and they don't know what gift to give them?"

"...I'm telling you, Asuna. Look at Sora's face."

Sora bit her lower lip tightly, her cheeks puffed out and her face flushed red, while Asuna looked hesitant.

"Little... Little Qiong. Could it be that... serving means..."

"The back massage with the dome feels really comfortable!"

"I'm sorry. Ah—why can't I run into some bad luck soon? That way I can ask Xiaoqiong to massage my back."

I find both the dejected Sora and the flustered Asuna very interesting.

"Haha, Asuna is terrible. Sora is still a child, she only does childish things."

"Wait a minute, brother!"

Sora, who had been complaining to Asuna, turned her head away.

"Can't we just stop having kids coming and going like this?!"

Qiong's punches are really just fancy moves. Even if I took a few hits, it would only hurt like being hit by a soccer ball kicked by a kindergarten child... But her punch hit my nose right in the nose, and the pimple that popped up on my nose this morning was squeezed out.

"Awoo!"

Although the pain was so intense that I let out strange moans, I was still thankful that my nose wasn't broken.

After the pimples were popped, we had a period of peace.

We excitedly agreed to count down like it was New Year's Eve, one minute before the date changed.

Then, when there were three minutes left until midnight.

I suddenly felt the urge to defecate, so I headed towards the toilet.

"……what."

After I sat down on the toilet, something came to my mind.

Because so much happened, I forgot.

My toilet is broken!

Neither Sora nor Asuna went to the toilet after they got home. What bad luck.

The nearest convenience store popped into my head. I'll go use the restroom there.

If I move too quickly in one go, I feel like I won't be able to control myself...

I carefully got up from the toilet, pulled up my pants, and turned the doorknob.

Perhaps because there was no flushing sound, Asuna didn't realize I was coming out, so the door gently bumped against Asuna, who happened to be passing by the toilet.