Tokyo: Becoming the Perfect Male God Starting with a Rented Boyfriend.

Miyazawa Itsuki gripped the comb, looking at Shiori who had turned and sat on his lap.

"...Shiori can just sit on the bed."

Miyazawa Shiori looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

"Huh? Wasn't this how it was when we were kids?"

But we're not children anymore.

Miyazawa Itsuki really wanted to say something.

The childhood that Miyazawa Shiori mentioned refers to her elementary school days.

At that time, Shiori was small, so it was convenient for her to comb her hair while sitting on his lap.

But nowadays...

Shiori has become a young girl, and regardless of whether Miyazawa Itsuki admits it or not, the physical changes brought about by puberty are a fact.

It's also true that his sister has become an irresistibly cute girl.

Even family members can't always be as close as they were when they were children.

Miyazawa Itsuki opened his mouth.

"tide..."

"Ok?"

Miyazawa Shiori gazed at him with her lake-blue eyes.

There is a clear distinction between feigned cuteness and natural cuteness.

The latter's destructive power is comparable to a nuclear weapon. Combined with her status as the younger sister, she is virtually invincible.

"……All right."

Miyazawa Itsuki gave up.

Next time, I'll teach Shiori about the proper distance between boys and girls during puberty.

Why not indulge my sister this once? It's not like it's the first time I've gone along with Shiori.

"Hehehe."

Miyazawa Shiori lowered her head again, a happy smile appearing on her lips.

"..."

Miyazawa Itsuki focused his mind and began to comb his sister's hair.

First, comb your silky hair, then braid it.

My fingers ran through my hair, and a faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

It smells like lily of the valley.

Miyazawa Shiori closed her eyes, looking completely at ease.

She silently savored the feeling of warm hands stroking her head.

"Elder brother."

"What's wrong."

"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."

"Oh."

Miyazawa Itsuki continued to focus on braiding his hair.

Miyazawa Shiori opened her eyes and looked at her brother intently through the mirror.

After a long while, Miyazawa Itsuki successfully completed his mission.

Shiori shook her head from side to side, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Big brother, your braided hair looks so good! Did you learn it online?"

"Yes, as long as Shiori likes it."

He had learned about hair-braiding techniques by following various hair-braiding tutorials on video websites.

Firstly, it's for Shiori's sake, and secondly, it might be necessary for work.

"How did you practice, elder brother?"

Shiori seemed very curious.

"Are there any girls who model for their older brothers' hair?"

"No way. Why would a girl joke about her own hair and willingly become a practice subject for a beginner?"

"If it's an older brother, I think many girls would be willing."

Shiori turned around and looked at his face.

"I think my older brother received a lot of confessions before, and I wonder if he received even more in high school."

My sister's eyes were pure and innocent.

"...No, it's probably because in Tokyo, people pay more attention to things other than appearance."

"But my brother has excellent grades and is also very good at sports. Hasn't anyone ever confessed their feelings to him?"

"..."

Of course there are, and quite a few.

But that's the customer.

[Acting Skills (LV1)] comes into play.

He said calmly:

"I have been in relationships, but I have no plans to date, so it's a pity."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Miyazawa Shiori murmured.

Is it that you don't have someone, or do you already have someone you like?

A girl's face flashed through my mind. The girl who had been by my brother's side for many years.

She scrutinized her brother's face, trying to find a clue.

Miyazawa Itsuki remained calm and composed.

This doesn't require acting skills.

Let's leave the innocent campus romance to the young.

Moreover, given my profession, having a girlfriend would be unfair to her.

Since you've taken this step, you must be prepared to grow old alone.

Miyazawa Shiori withdrew her gaze.

Although nothing was found, I felt inexplicably at ease.

Miyazawa Itsuki picked up the plastic bag next to him at the right moment.

"Shiori, this is the cake I made yesterday. Also, these are some pastries and milk that the manager gave me."

He took out a single serving of chocolate cake and placed it on the table.

Miyazawa Shiori's attention quickly shifted.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the exquisite and beautiful cake.

"Wow, that looks amazing! Big brother is so awesome."

"hehe."

Miyazawa Itsuki was in a good mood.

The reason I've worked so hard for so long is simply to make Shiori a little happier.

Gaining my sister's approval means my efforts weren't in vain.

After Shiori finished enjoying the cake, Miyazawa Itsuki handed her the milk.

Then, they started a conversation.

"Does Shiori still keep up with the idol scene when she's on break?"

Miyazawa Shiori blinked.

"...Just a little bit, why did you suddenly bring this up, elder brother? Haven't you always been uninterested in this kind of thing?"

"I have recently come across some related information."

Under Shiori's increasingly anxious gaze, Miyazawa Itsuki said.

"Does Shiori know about [STAR COLORS]?"

Miyazawa Shiori froze.

"Eh...?! Why? Could it be that..."

Miyazawa Itsuki said slowly and deliberately.

"I met one of the members by chance."

Miyazawa Shiori's face was blank.

"Is...is that so? It seems that my elder brother already knows..."

"Her name is Aochi Akane."

"...Huh?"

Miyazawa Itsuki looked at his younger sister with some confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing."

Miyazawa Shiori shook her head hurriedly.

"I know Miss Qingchi! I'm a fan of hers too, her dancing is amazing!!"

"So Shiori is a fan of Miss Ao, that's even better."

Miyazawa Itsuki nodded: "I got a few tickets to her group's performance. If possible, I'll take Shiori with me to see it."

Miyazawa Shiori stared blankly at him.

The sudden message completely threw her into disarray.

How could this be, so suddenly?

My brother is going to watch her performance.

I'm going to reunite with that person.

Her eyes dimmed.

……Too.

Some things, after all, cannot be delayed indefinitely.

As Rino's fame grows, this day is inevitable.

But... I'm so unwilling to accept it.

"Brother..."

"Ok?"

Miyazawa Shiori said softly.

"If one day you discover that I've been hiding some things from my elder brother, will you blame me?"

Upon hearing this, Miyazawa Itsuki paused for a moment in surprise.

"No, how could that be? I won't blame Shiori for anything."