Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

Almost the same time I graduated from high school, my parents died.

It was an accident. I got the police hands on it, but I couldn't find the casework.

And then I got to live with my sister.

And soon - I was ruled by my sister, by everything that existed.

"Yes, brother. Ahem. '

My sister lays her own mouth on my half-opened mouth.

And he screwed his tongue, and with his saliva, he poured in the chewed food.

I swallow it nauseously.

As her sister let go of her lips, she grinned thinly as she glanced at the damp lips with her fingers.

"Was it delicious, brother? Spring vegetable stew, tailored with my sister's saliva.

In the spring of my 19-year-old year, all my meals became my sister's mouthpiece.

I'm not tied to anything else. Hands and feet, move freely.

Still, I was left with my sister.

I had to be, as it were.

"Oh, brother, shouldn't you throw up, you don't. To your brother who makes food crude - punish you, right?

My sister left the room before I told her to stop.

I tried to chase him, but his leg snapped and he fell. Trying to get up doesn't help your arm.

I was trembling. I was scared and my whole body was shaking.

Because I knew what would happen if I defied that sister.

Because with these eyes, over and over, I've seen them.

Off, off, off.

My sister, she drags something back.

It was a girl, with her hands and feet tied and her mouth blocked.

It looked familiar.

When I was in high school, I was the manager of the club I was in.

"Er... Kenna Kawagoe?

My sister crouches in, beside Kawagoe, who looks up at herself in the shape of fear.

There was a knife in his hand that glowed silver.

I was watching, wasn't I? On July 27th last year, between 3: 46: 32 and 56 pm, you were actually looking at your brother in the eyes of a bitch who had an affair with him, right?

Kawagoe shook his head beside him desperately. But...

"Don't lie"

My sister waved the knife down her finger, wondering if she had unmasterfully held Kawagoe's hand.

'- - Ew!!!'

Kawagoe screams with his mouth blocked. With tears in my eyes.

There was blood on the floor, and in it - something like a potato worm, floating.

"I'm the only one who can love your brother"

Looking down at Kawagoe, bored by severe pain, my sister pronounces.

'There is no room for other women's love to enter. Yet you loved. I love you. How could you have sinned like that? Do you understand?

Kawagoe cannot be answered.

My sister grabbed her face like that and forced it up.

'Cause you have eyes.'

Smile lightly, my sister tells.

"Because you have two such fine eyeballs attached to a human like you, you're going to have a tantrum when you see your brother's cool appearance after he's unprecedented. So... '

And.

My sister took out a new tool.

That 's--

- I'll take it, won't I?

It was cork removed (...).

The tip was drilled and twisted to unplug the wine bottle, the cork was unplugged.

Her sister holds a T-shaped handshake and points its tip towards Kawagoe's right eye.

Kawagoe, probably, tried to deflect his face.

From that twisted tip, I tried to get my eyes out.

But I can't get away with it.

Because my sister is fixed with unthinkable force from that fine arm.

"... Ya..."

Don't.

Don't.

Stop it!!

Only in my heart could I scream.

Put it in the stop, this sister will grab my friend acquaintance even more and start hurting in front of me.

So I can't move.

Move, I can't......

A twisted tip without cork slowly approaches the right eye of the forced open river crossing......

And...

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'If your brother is a good boy, he won't get his hands on the others. That's the deal.'

When it was over and I stopped moving, my sister told me to finish Kawagoe.

'So be a good boy, brother? I don't want to be deprived of time with my brother because of this.'

My sister dropped Stone and her skirt on the floor as she slowly approached me.

Plus, unbuttoning the blouse puffy.

My sister, who quickly got naked, is coming at me.

"All the time, let's stay like this, brother -"

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Those days lasted five years.

The police help didn't come at all. My sister must have misled the police by some means.

My sister was going to run a happy family with me.

But in my life, I was worn out and left like a corpse with only consciousness.

Is it a defensive instinct, the memory before incarceration - especially with regard to humans who were close to each other - became uncertain, like broken video data.

Even though the flesh was not scratched, I was completely destroyed and everything was under control.

And then, when I stopped even feeling the flow of time...

When my sister vacated the house with a buyout or something.

Kathari, and a noise came from the front door.

It was an unlocked sound.

My sister didn't come home. No one comes in after a while.

My consciousness awakened to the hope that appeared unexpectedly.

I stood up with my numb legs and ran to the front door fluttering.

After all, it's unlocked.

I opened the door.

For the first time in five years, I breathed outside air.

And I didn't even put on my shoes, and I popped out.

I can get away.

I can get away.

They got away!

'Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

Running through the city, I laughed.

Freedom is great.

I don't have a sister, it's great!

I should have just gone to the police, but I was running around for nothing.

And.

"... you're a bad boy, brother"

They found it.

To my sister.

The clothes had someone's blood on them.

I slipped myself reflexively, and in that gap, my sister grabbed my wrist.

"Come on, let's go home, shall we? Enough going out already. '

I don't like it.

I don't like it.

I don't like it.

I don't like it anymore. Those days are like bad taste nightmares......!

When I thought so - exactly, it was heavenly grace.

A truck came running down the road right next to me.

It was an aggressive decision.

I just had to, I thought.

I... I pushed my sister, to the best of my ability.

My sister's body is thrown out in front of the truck.

I thought it would help.

Only for a moment until my sister realizes she hasn't let go of my wrist.

"Together -"

My sister was laughing.

Happily, I was laughing.

My sister pulls me and drags me out to the road.

The giant of the truck is suddenly approaching...

- Yeah, but.

From those nightmarish days, if you're going to be free...

And the shock blew everything up.