About my hopeless brother and sister

Gently pressing my hand against the glass, the warmth from outside reached my own hand through the double glazing.

It was quiet inside, with traffic rushing outside, and when I closed my eyes, I seemed to hear the whistles of cars and the roar of engines outside, the sound of heels and shoes stepping hurriedly across the pavement, the sound of pedestrians talking on the phone. Some of the voices were serious, some were laughing, some were sad and some were rushing.

It was as if they had been abandoned by the whole world.

There was nothing in your own neighborhood.

Who would take that kind of disgusting stuff, and you're trying to disgust me by dropping something so disgusting in front of me? I think there is simply something wrong with your character as a person.

Yourself, at that time, why would you say...such words ah....

Himself, how could you... say something like that...?

There was a sharp stabbing pain in the heart, as if someone had viciously pierced it with a knife and then, a little bit, pulled it out. Tugging at the veins and flesh. It hurt so much that the tears couldn't stop.

"Lan Lan you don't need to be sad either, Qin Feng is that way, no matter who he is to, he's always so cold and has a stinky face."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know what he said to you, no need to pay attention to him."

"And have you heard the scum thing about him stepping on two boats? People say, "He's just a scumbag."

No...no...no....

You can't talk about him! Don't talk about him, you idiots! I like him! You all together are not enough to lick his shoes! Even I don't deserve to tie his shoelaces!

But...but...I'm the one who's not even worthy of tying his shoelaces...today, making him so desperate....

Those black eyes, that usually languid, expressionless face, showed, so desperate....

Himself...Himself...Himself....

Self made him, so desperate....

Impossible...no longer possible...himself and him...impossible...all that was left of himself, was, this jacket....

Clutching the jacket tightly, with all the strength they could muster, their slender fingers strained so hard that they even showed their bones.

Big tears were left along the cheeks, leaving streaks of water on that jacket. Just like the heavy rain that day, it was like... seeing the umbrella that I knew so well appear in another girl's hand....

Why...why...why....

Why was she standing in front of the sleeping him for so long...what was she looking at...that sleeping face that only she had seen....

Why would he pay attention to other girls?

Why would he have other girls around him!

I've worked so hard, I've spread rumors that made him a scum in the minds of other girls, I've made it so that there won't be any more girls around him, and in the end he'll only have me by his side, in that case he'll have to choose me....

I can't be gentle in front of him...or else...I, myself, won't be able to control myself to confess to him...if I get rejected...I won't even be able to be a friend....

"So...your relationship with Mashiro has deteriorated to this point."

My sister sat across from me and I nodded with a glass of hot milk that she handed me.

My sister smiled, touched my head and said, "My brother likes Mashiro, right? you and Mashiro were so good before that even I was jealous... Well, in that case, it looks like I need to have a talk with Mashiro. It's not like there's any misunderstanding between you and Mashiro, so this conflict won't be hard to resolve."

"Sister..."

I raised my head and looked at my sister.

My sister stood up and then said, "Well, even though it makes me want to die of grief to see that my brother will find a girlfriend, the thought of my brother's happy smile and the fact that he's all in pain and hugging me and crying, I'm going to help my brother fix this. Trust me brother, as long as it's something that makes my brother sad, I'll fix it."

"Sister..."

"You're welcome, brother, you're my own brother, and the one I love the most, and I'll use a hundred percent of my efforts for your smiling face!"

"Sister..."

"Brother..."

"You get the fuck down! How long do you want to sit on me?"

I kicked my legs so hard that my sister, who was sitting on my lap, slid to the ground with a dull crash that hurt to hear, and you rubbed your ass against me when I was just showing my loss of defense! Why don't you go to heaven?

"Ah!!! You're so vicious, brother!"

My sister was screaming in pain as she tossed and turned on the floor, and I thought that would probably make the neighbors nearby call the police, so it would be better for me to leave the living room in order to have a complete alibi.

I stood up and headed to my room.

"Well...sister...thanks..."

Pressing my hand to the doorknob, I lowered my head and said softly.

"Hahaha! You really are a proud attribute, brother! It's okay, it's okay, I'll put up with whatever you do to make you feel good! Brother brother brother brother brother!!! For payback, we'll sleep together tonight!"

I didn't say anything and closed the door softly.

Well....

After all, it's your own sister... If you sleep together once or twice a while, I guess, it's okay.

Chapter 9 on my feelings that I was ready to give up on

One of the advances of mankind is probably the invention of the timekeeping item. Thanks to this item, mankind is able to perfectly control his day and work with maximum efficiency.

So that is to say, if there is one thing that needs to be done every day, a pattern will be formed in how far in advance one leaves to be able to arrive on time, that is, to go to school and work.

This time should not change, because this is the biological clock system that has been formed, but if, say, the biological clock is changed by something strange, it will lead to a change in the human biological clock, and when it changes, it will lead to an abnormal error. And then there is a price to be paid for that error.

Well, you for example, the price is running while wearing a jacket, and you have to run as fast as you can to the school, and then you have to watch behind you at all times to see if that pervert is catching up.

"Ahhh!!! Brother, brother, brother, brother! Wait for me!!!"

"Hurry up, you! If only because you didn't call me this morning! Why did you get up or didn't you call me and have to wait for me to wake up naturally?!"

I shouted back at the upbeat pervert who was still good at sports back then, but it looked like three years without much exercise still weakened his attributes.

"It's still because you're holding me tightly, brother! How could a brother who looks so innocent and doesn't have a poisonous tongue and is still pestering me wake up... I even wished it could be longer! Ah...holding my brother...that look in his eyes like a little animal...at that time...I was so happy! up..."

There was a very scary glint in that pervert's eyes. But this time I have to admit that the dead pervert wasn't lying, I'm a little hypoglycemic and automatically look for a warm target to hold, plus this pervert smelled like reassurance again, so I was extra relaxed about getting up very late today.

For the first time I couldn't say anything in the face of my sister's perversions, I turned around and sped up my run. There were still three minutes to go, if the school would actually follow a schedule accurate to the minute we could still make it.

"Brother brother brother brother brother...help! I can't run anymore..."