After Being Called 'Brother with a -15 Likeability' by My Handsome Little Sister, I Seem to be Popular with Beautiful Girls - 00 - Prologue: The Birth Of A Brother With -15 Likeability
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The Birth Of A Brother With -15 Likeability
I, Shuugo Kusora, am an ordinary high school boy you can find anywhere. I’m average in academics, sports, and appearance, with no outstanding qualities, just a plain guy.
But I have a younger sister who is a handsome person. Unlike me, she excels in both academics and sports.
And above all, she’s good-looking.
Despite being blood-related, she’s more handsome and attractive than I am, a guy. She’s popular with the opposite sex and girls alike.
An ordinary brother and a handsome sister.
We’re like night and day.
But even with someone like me, if I can just improve my likeability, I can somehow continue living.
At school, I’ve been trying to compensate for my average looks, athleticism, and academics by being proactive… or so I thought.
At home, I’ve been doing my best with housework and cooking, supporting my handsome sister to shine.
Then one day, I decided to ask my sister.
“…My brother’s likeability?”
“Yeah, my likeability.”
I asked my little sister who was lounging on the sofa.
Immediately, she clicked her tongue and sighed.
Stop, even I, the older brother, would cry if I were blatantly disliked.
When she was younger, she used to rely on me, calling out “onii-chan!” But now she’s already in her first year of junior high. She’s going through puberty, becoming more independent, and she’s cold towards me. Or rather, she hates me.
“…What? Do I have to answer right now?”
“Yeah.”
Because I’m curious.
And besides, my little sister, who is a close presence, would be the most trustworthy when it comes to my likeability.
She wouldn’t sugarcoat it.
With a sigh and a few seconds of thought, my little sister, looking annoyed, began to consider it.
“….15”
“Eh?”
“…15?
So, 15 means… a likeability of 15, huh? Ahaha, ahahahaha…
“Well, I guess I’m just a guy with a likeability of 15 after all…”
Tsk!
I thought I was at least a 60 in likeability!! But I guess no matter what an ordinary person does, they remain ordinary… My likeability won’t go up!
“Huh? No, that’s not it.”
“Huh?”
My sister seemed to sense my sadness and spoke.
Could it be that there’s more to my likeability…
“Likeability minus 15.”
“Huh? M-Minus…?”
Minus, that means… it’s not a matter of having high likeability, is it…?
“-15. Got it? You’re a big brother with a likeability of minus 15.”
“Y-yeah…”
Even though it hits harder when said with such coldness in her eyes and demeanor…
“Well, that’s enough. I’m busy replying to messages from girls on LINE.”
Pushed away by my little sister, I retreated to my room from the living room.
“Likeability -15… Am I really a onii-chan with a likeability of -15?”
And as years passed, I became a second-year high school student. My sister, a first-year.
I never forgot about that day.
Or rather, I couldn’t forget.
“Big brother with a likeability of minus 15… huh.”
I wonder what exactly earned me those negative points. Someday, I’d like to ask about it.