Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Why should I escape? It was obviously my brother who deceived me.. It was obviously him, why did he deceive me?

They have such a close relationship, but they call themselves friends. Why?

She couldn't understand and she was very confused.

But she didn't have the courage to rush into the room because she didn't know what to say or what reason to use to question.

So once again, she returned to the guest room where Oreki Genre was supposed to be sleeping.

She came to Oreki Gen's bed and wanted to wait for him to come back and ask him everything clearly.

Maybe it was because the time was too long, or maybe the waiting was a bit too much to bear, she couldn't help but fall on the boy's bed, feeling the familiar breath of Oreki Gen.

She recalled many scenes, and the past when they were the only family in her memory.

She couldn't help but hug the quilt that was full of the smell of youth and tried to curl up in it.

"Sakura."

"Sakura."

"Sakura?"

The vague consciousness was gradually awakened.

The girl subconsciously wondered, who was swapping with her? Was this voice... her brother?

She opened her eyes in confusion, and was caught off guard by the handsome boy who was looking at her with a frown.

Suddenly, her memory was awakened and she realized that she had fallen asleep while waiting for the other person.

"Brother... ugh!"

He was about to shout out the other person's name, but Oreki Gen instantly covered the other person's lips, blocking the loud voice that was about to burst out.

Oreki Gen said helplessly as he looked at the girl whose eyes widened and cheeks turned slightly red.

"Don't make such loud noises at this late hour. It would be bad if you wake up mom and dad."

In fact, I was just afraid of waking up Sakuraba Jianyue, otherwise this night would be endless.

The girl blinked.

Oreki Gen loosened his grip.

The girl looked at him with some dissatisfaction. Oreki Gen sat on a chair beside her and looked at the girl.

"Tell me, why did you fall asleep in my room so late?"

Oreki Sakura stared at the boy with wide eyes.

"Aren't you supposed to tell me why you're not in your room so late? Where did you get back from?"

Oreki Gen naturally didn't want to tell the truth, even though the other party seemed to know something and was prepared for an interrogation.

"Nothing. I just couldn't sleep after returning home suddenly. Maybe I wasn't used to it. So I went out and walked downstairs."

Oreki Sakura couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

"You're lying. You didn't go out at all. You went to someone's room, right?!"

Oreki Gen's heart skipped a beat, but his expression didn't change at all.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Did you see something?"

Oreki Sakura's face immediately turned red.

At this time, Oreki Gen understood. Seeing this familiar expression... he knew Oreki Sakura too well. This expression was exactly what he had said.

Then I thought of the door that was not closed tightly...

"You went to her room?"

Oreki Sakura sat on the boy's bed, hugging his pillow, as if it had become her only support at the moment.

The rosy-cheeked girl lowered her head slightly, but her expression could not be seen clearly in the dark room.

All one could hear was her suppressed voice, with rare emotional fluctuations, sounding unusually low and even lost.

"I saw it...I saw my brother sleeping with her in her room...I also saw you guys...kissing."

When saying this, Oreki Sakura's voice sounded very aggrieved, and even trembled slightly.

It seems puzzling. After all, they are brother and sister. The brother is at the right age and has close contact with the right girl. Why should the sister feel wronged?

But soon, Oreki Gen thought of something.

He sighed and spoke softly.

"Xiaoying... do you feel that your brother has deceived you? He is clearly doing such a thing, but he insists on saying that you are classmates and not a couple?"

Oreki Sakura didn't say anything. She lowered her head and hugged the pillow tightly, her knuckles seemed to have lost all color.

Oreki Gen stood up, then hesitated for a moment and sat next to Oreki Sakura.

He said in a low voice.

"My relationship with Sakuraba Mizuki is very special and complicated, and our story is also very strange...so there is no way to tell you honestly what is going on between us. But what I can tell you is that we are indeed not in a relationship, at least not yet."

Oreki Sakura finally raised her head. Her eyes were direct and her expression revealed an unprecedented incomprehension and stubbornness.

"Has my brother become a scumbag who doesn't want to take any responsibility and only disappoints girls by living in Sakura City?"

Rather than believing that he and Sakuraba Mitsuki really had a relationship, she didn't want to believe that her brother had become that kind of man.

Oreki Gen shook his head.

"I can guarantee that I have not become that kind of person, and I will never be one. But how should I put it, the relationship between her and me is not that simple, and I don't want you to worry about it for me. If all this is resolved in the future, I may tell you what happened, but now... there is no way."

Oreki Sakura looked straight at Oreki Gen.

"How do I know that my brother is not lying to me this time? Even though you sound very distressed, you two are really kissing, aren't you?"

Oreki Gen gave a wry smile.

"It was indeed a kiss... but it doesn't mean anything more. How should I put it? The relationship between men and women is much more complicated than you think. I hope you will never understand my current situation and mood. Then... I want to tell you, it's not that I want to deceive you, but the truth, I don't know how to tell you. I can't... I have no way..."

In the end, Oreki Gen was left with nothing but helplessness.

Because he didn't know how to explain it. He originally wanted to resolve his sister's misunderstanding like a mature older brother, but he found out that what he had experienced, the ending of the story he knew, everything that he should avoid, and the coincidences and fate between him and Sakuraba Mizuki were all destined.

There was no way to explain it, the only thing he could do was to lie, but he didn't want to lie.

If deception continues to this day, there will only be countless lies to be added. Am I still a competent brother?

Obviously not.

If he really told them everything, would they be able to help him share the burden, or would they just keep worrying? He didn't want them to worry. He just needed to bear and digest these things by himself. He didn't want them to lose their composure because of him and fall into danger.

After all, Sakuraba Mizuki is not a kind-hearted young lady at all, and the consequences are completely unpredictable.

Speaking of the back.

Oreki Gen found that he was the most helpless person.

Unable to gain understanding, unable to get effective help, one can only rely on oneself to find a way out.

It seems like there is no other way... Oreki Sakura would probably hate herself for being like this, thinking that she is still deceiving and making excuses, right?

But it's much better than her getting hurt...it seems like this is the only way.

The next moment when Oreki Gen was thinking about all this pessimistically.

Sudden.

Warm arms embraced me.

The familiar smell covered me.

It was Oreki Sakura...a soft and warm embrace.

She actually hugged herself at this moment.

Oreki Gen was at a loss for what to do and stood there in a daze.

Then I heard the other person hugging me and whispering soft and delicate words in my ears.

"Although I don't know what happened, what happened to my brother in Sakura...but I can see that my brother is helpless."

"I..."

The boy suddenly felt like crying, even though most of his impressions and memories of this girl came from several dreams he had after traveling through time.

But such words made him feel understood and comforted.

It's something no one else can give.

It is a ray of light that stubbornly emerges from the airtight cage that almost suffocates me.

The sword hanging above his head was deflected from his forehead by a gust of wind.

He wanted to say something, but was afraid that he would choke up the next moment.

But her voice was even softer.

"It's okay. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. It doesn't matter to me. As long as you are not lying to me, it doesn't matter."

Oreki Gen was unable to say more.

He now truly felt that he seemed to be the one favored by luck.

He looked at the wall behind the girl with a blurry vision.

He wanted to say more, but could only whisper at this moment: "Sakura...thank you."

Oreki Sakura shook her head, she let go of the boy's shoulders, and then looked closely into his complex and deep eyes.

She smiled sweetly, just like in my memory, the most beautiful and innocent girl.

"Okay. Just pretend that what happened tonight never happened. I will forget about tonight."

Oreki Gen let out a sigh of relief, as if he had lost all the strength in his body.

"Thanks a lot."

Oreki Sakura looked at the boy with a slightly red cheek.

Then...

"Hmm~"

The girl kissed Oreki Gen's cheek, just lightly.

Then he got up quickly, as if he was running away.

Walked to the door and opened it.

He couldn't help but look back at the stunned and completely defenseless boy.

"Good night, stupid brother!"

Oreki Gen looked at the door that had closed again in a daze.

The next moment he lay powerless on the bed, covering his face and looking at the ceiling, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

"You bastard... Why do you have such a good sister?"

What Oreki Gen didn't know was that after quickly escaping the room, Oreki Sakura returned to the room, closed the door, and leaned against it.

Her cheeks flushed and her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but cover her wildly heaving chest.

What did I just do?

I secretly kissed my brother on the face?!

Why do I have such an urge? Why?!

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy!

She didn't know, she just went back to bed and spent a long time calming down the restlessness in her heart.

Like the pounding heart of a deer.

The calmed girl sank into her bed, hugging the quilt tightly.

She slowly closed her eyes in the darkness.

"I don't want to be like that woman... I'm the only one who can... understand my brother like this, right?"