The Gloomy Me in Class is Actually the Vocalist of a Very Popular Band

I helped Lotus, but I didn't read the book, so I arrived in front of my house earlier than scheduled.

It is also bad to have the store open on purpose.

Moreover, I think that Lotus Mi, who had his eyes shining so brightly, should want a single time to read back and return Dr. Horiuchi's signatures and letters many times soon.

Even so, Professor Horiuchi didn't have a parcel or a stamp...

Could it have been in the mailbox directly?

He's supposed to be rich now, and maybe he bought a house nearby and moved in - no, it's a boulder.

With that in mind, I opened the door to my house.

I'm home ~

Dota dota dota dota dota!

Immediately after I called home, I heard a noise from upstairs.

My sister doesn't come to pick me up all the time.

I'm not finally exhausted... No, really.

In this pattern, she's basically just obsessed with cartoons in my room upstairs.

Well, when you think about the priority, of course, it's "Comics > Meet Me".

While grieving, I went up the stairs to meet my beloved sister under the legitimate pretext of 'placing my bag' and opened the door to my room.

"Oi, Akane, it's oniichan ~"

"--oh, oniichan, welcome home! Wasn't that early!?

As expected, Akane was lying on my bed in my room reading a comic book.

"Ah, did you say 'I'm coming to the bookstore today and I'm going home late'... unfortunately it was closed?"

I see! I'm surprised you came back all of a sudden! Ahahah!

And in this pattern, I'm almost always out of breath and in a hurry.

Why are you so upset about coming home so suddenly?

Is my presence so bad for your heart?

I mean, my futon is a mess...

"Akane, it's nice to use my futon, but don't get dirty ~"

Soon, I may fall asleep and start eating potatoes, so I'll stick my nails with a light feeling.

This is for my own good.

Even if I actually start dropping confectionery cutlets on my bed, my beloved sister's business is going to forgive me.

But because it's not good in education, I still have to tell you to turn your mind into a ghost....

"--Eh!? Ugh, lie, I... did oniichan's futon get dirty...? Let's find out everything..."

Hearing my words, Akane turned her face pale.

I have a head in my heart that says, "I've done it."

Akane looks like this and feels very responsible.

My mouth is bad, but I'm usually a smart, decent, and proud sister who has been recommended many times by the next student chairman since junior high school.

I panic to solve such a mistake. [M]

"No! Don't worry, it's not dirty! Just be careful if you eat sweets and cup noodles on my futon!"

"Eh, ah, ahh! Sweets! I can't eat cup noodles!

Akane roughed her voice a little angry.

And when I put my hand on my chest, I sighed a lot.

--I did it again.

It was obvious that I was stunned because I said something stupid.

I have to show my brother my dignity here.

When I raised my right arm, I showed my face.

"Listen, sister!... I shook Miya-san's hand this morning!

"... fu ~ n"

But my pride seems empty.

No, no, no, that can't be true.

The truth is, you're just strong enough to envy me.

I'll tell you again.

"I'm the center of that Synchronized City! Isn't that amazing!? It's a real idol!

"--No, even if someone always says that the martial arts hall and the Tokyo Dome are overcrowded... I think it's amazing, but it's going to fade..."

A stubborn little sister who won't admit how amazing she is.

Such a lovely place, but I didn't want to lose anything, so I tried my best and kept boasting.

"Shirin's hands are so soft, they smell so fluffy and good, I knew Idol would cheer up pussy like me ~"

After listening to my disgusting bragging, I finally started to get upset.

Of course you do, you love Akamoto Shirin.

I mean, I've always liked things like burning confrontational consciousness.

When I started running, she started running with me every day, even though she hated a lot of exercise.

That made Akane truly perfect in both literary and martial arts.

"Hmm, are you happy that you've connected your hands so much with Shishirin?

In response to my bragging story just now, Akane was clearly raising her voice and expressing frustration.

Such a funny look makes me chase after you.

"Ah, how about that, I envy you? Until now, I was too busy to go to the event even if I had a handshake ticket, but I didn't do anything without receiving a handshake ticket..."

"- No!

Akane shook my right hand with both hands and looked good.

"Now your handshake with Shirin is overwritten in my hand. Oniichan, I'm sorry!

Akane smiled violently at Kerakera.

- But unfortunately, it doesn't work.

"Fu, that's so sweet. Ah, come on! I'd rather shake hands with you than with Shirin! That's why you made me happy instead of disappointed!

"... hah, haaaa!!?"

I blushed in anger at Cisco's remarks.

I knew this would happen, but I can't tell lies in my heart.

Akane stood up from the bed trembling with her body and opened the door to my room.

"Oniichan, take over the cooking duty tonight. I'll definitely go crazy at hand."

"Oh, oh... where are you going?

"I'm running around town for a minute. My body's on fire. I can't help it."

"Ah, come back before it gets too dark. Hee, I'm sorry I said something weird...."

I didn't think it would make you so angry.

"Having a knife is a dangerous rage" and it seems to dissipate.

I literally apologized desperately for not getting stabbed.

"--And! Wash your hands! It's a virus or something!

As I remember, Akane left the house.

I'm so mad at you today....

When I put my bag in the room, I'll go down to the sink.

"I don't want to wash my hands..."

Murmuring about that.