Chapter 13: Kousuke, Elder Sister and Mosaka

*Gacha*

“I’m back…”

Kousuke came straight home after parting ways with Risa.

“Un, it seems oneechan isn’t home yet. Even though it’s already the time she should be back.”

Kousuke felt relieved that Ren wasn’t there. He didn’t know how to interact with her if she was.

“Heave-ho… Phew.”

Kousuke sat on the balcony and tried to watch TV, but he couldn’t focus on the content. Instead, he found himself thinking about Ren.

“Sis said she’s not my real Elder Sister… No, I don’t think so. That smile… it was definitely hers…”

“But if that’s the case, why did she reach out now? I don’t want to think about it, but… Haa.”

Kousuke pondered with his head in his hands…

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*Tap tap tap*

“…Huh, did I fall asleep?”

Kousuke rubbed his eyes and got up. There was a nice smell coming from the kitchen.

*Pata Pata*

“Oh, Kou-kun, you woke up already? Good morning.”

“Ah, good morning… Wait, what’s up with those bandages!?”

Kousuke looked at Ren, who had bandages wrapped around both her hands.

“Ah, this?”

Ren awkwardly avoided eye contact while hiding her hands behind her back.

To be honest, while talking to Ren-nee-san, I wondered why she appeared so nervous, but then I saw her bandage, and it felt like something flew out of my head.

I stand up Approach Ren as she went back.

“Sister, please don’t hide it. What happened!?”

“…Un.”

“Onee-chan!!”

“It’s just, I got a small scratch.”

“What?! By!?”

“…A cat?”

“Why are you speaking like a question?”

“Well, I was purring~ around with a cat and –got a painful retaliation… Ehehe.”

Ren muttered shyly.

“Are you really fine? Did you disinfect the wound properly?”

“I’m fine. Look~ I took care of it properly. These bandages are just for support, so don’t worry.”

However, upon hearing that, Kousuke became angry instead.

“Of course, I will worry! Anyway, sit down.”

“Eh? But I’m in the middle of cooking.”

“I won’t let someone with bandaged hands cook. I’ll take over.”

“But, I’m making moussaka.”

“Eh? …Moussaka?”

(What’s moussaka? I’ve never heard of it or seen it in my life.)

“Um, what’s that… musaka?”

“No, it’s moussaka. It’s a Greek dish. Maybe similar to –like a gratin, in simple terms.”

(…I have no idea what that is as well!)

Kousuke held his head.

“…Why are you trying to make something so elaborate when you’re injured?”

Ren looked troubled.

“Well, it’s summer break, and I wanted to make something special. Plus, I had almost finished the prep work.”

“Is that so…”

After hearing what she was making for him, Kousuke’s anger slowly subsided.

“Anyway, let me finish the rest. Okay? —Um, Nee?”

“What is it?”

“Can you just teach me the procedure? —On how to make it?”

“Sure~, I’ll tell you piece by piece~.”

Kousuke didn’t want to give Ren any chance to make.

“Then, shall we go to the kitchen, sis?”

“Un.”

After that, Ren gave instructions while Kousuke did the actual cooking.

(…Arre, just being scratched by a cat? But, I wonder if someone can get such a severe injury enough to hurt the whole arm from cat?)