When We Found Out We're Not Blood-Related, My Little Sister Became Seriously Love-Brained ~When a Little Sister Stops Being a Little Sister, the Ultimate Heroine Emerges!~

Chapter 4: Hand-Holding Practice

10:00 AM sharp at the entrance. Being late means death, no excuses allowed. I decided to say the “sorry” I couldn’t say yesterday first thing—with that resolve, I retie my shoelaces.

Click, the door moves, and a sweet fragrance flows in from outside.

“Hurry up and come out. Are these the kind of clothes you like?”

The answer-checking date begins.

—First, apologize. Then, let’s decide today’s rules.

So.

“Sorry about yesterday.”

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8:00 AM

Both Dad and Mom were really worried about Suzune yesterday, but when I told them Suzune was okay after that, they were relieved.

In the Shinomiya household, even when busy, everyone eats breakfast together.

That’s the rule.

But wait, Dad’s already not here.

“Mom, where’s Dad?”

“Apparently his client’s quarterly settlement is coming up, so he left the house early.”

I take back what I said.

In the Shinomiya household, we eat breakfast together ‘as much as possible.’

(Well, I kind of didn’t want to see his face anyway. This actually helps.)

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The seat next to me is Suzune’s.

I think I’m having more trouble sorting out my feelings about our parents than Suzune is. On Suzune’s end, after crying a lot yesterday and kicking me around, she seems refreshed.

A cute girl I believed was my real little sister until yesterday.

It’s reality, but it doesn’t feel real—it’s a bit strange.

As I was looking at Suzune’s profile, our eyes met.

“…Don’t look at me.”

Suzune said that and turned away with a huff.

(Did she come to hate me because of yesterday?)

I became a little anxious.

So I wanted to confirm.

“Prove that you’ll always be here for me.”

I whispered sweetly in Suzune’s ear.

Then Suzune turned bright red in an obvious way.

Ow.

This girl kicked me under the table.

“You’re such a bully!”

Suzune said that and stuck her tongue out at me.

She’s too violent.

But I felt a little relieved.

Thank goodness. She’s the same Suzune as always.

I wanted to retaliate, but I stopped because Mom was watching us with a smile.

“You two really get along well.”

Mom seems happy, thinking we made up. I can’t disappoint her, and I’m the older brother.

Know when to back down.

“By the way, where are you two going today?”

Mom is very interested in Suzune’s activities.

“Shopping.”

When I answered that, Suzune talked over me.

“A date.”

Is she serious?

If I had kissed her then, she might have really told everyone.

Mom’s face became even happier.

That’s because you don’t know I was seriously confessed to by Suzune, right? I feel kind of bad.

“Oh my. A shopping date? What are you buying?”

“Uh, yeah. My pant— mmph.”

I reflexively covered Suzune’s mouth.

Right now, this person.

She was about to say “panties,” wasn’t she?

Do clothes include panties (underwear)?

Ow ow ow.

Suzune bit my finger.

“Hey! Don’t say weird things!”

When I complained, Suzune brushed away my hand and stuck her tongue out.

“Are you stupid? We’re family, so talking about buying pants is normal. Oh, did you think I meant underwear? You’re such a pervert for being conscious of it. Idiot, idiot.”

…Is that so?

Now that she mentions it, I kind of feel that way too.

Am I the pervert?

Wait, is this a chastity-reversed world?

No, but.

Suzune’s accent earlier sounded like she meant underwear though.

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“Suzune, you’ve got something there.”

I removed a grain of rice from Suzune’s cheek.

For some reason, Suzune looked down and turned red.

What a weird girl.

Seen off by Mom, I left the house.

The destination is a nearby shopping mall.

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I’m waiting for Suzune right now.

Looking at my watch, it’s 10:30 AM.

“That girl’s late.”

I’m glad Suzune forgave me earlier.

I apologized for yesterday at the entrance, but Suzune smiled and said “Your apology should be something tangible,” forgiving me.

(Wait, does this mean I haven’t been forgiven yet?)

As I was waiting at the meeting spot, Suzune came running.

We actually left the house together, but she forgot something, so only Suzune went back home.

“Sorry for the wait.”

Suzune clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward.

No, I’m just being made to wait by your ‘STAY’ command though.

“Huh, did you change clothes?”

Suzune’s outfit is different.

It’s not her usual familiar clothes, but clothes I’ve never seen before.

It’s a brown knit top, but the chest area is gathered and her collarbone is visible from the boat neck. Below is a gray short skirt.

Through the modest slit, I can see her pure white thighs—it’s a bit more mature. It’s not her usual flashy gyaru fashion, but more like a college student older sister.

Too cute.

The earlier outfit was good too, but this is even better.

When Suzune stood in front of me, she swung her body left and right.

Each time, her thick braid swayed, and I could smell citrus shampoo.

She has a blue star-shaped piercing in her left ear.

“So, how is it?”

Suzune asked.

“What?”

“Idiot!”

Suzune kicked my shin and walked ahead briskly.

But she immediately made a U-turn and came back.

“Hand.”

Suzune puffed up her cheeks and showed me her open hand.

“Huh?”

“We’re holding hands.”

As I thought, she’s different from before.

Before, she would have gotten angry, gone ahead, and that would be the end. But she properly came back. She’s strangely docile and it’s hard to deal with.

When Suzune grabbed my hand, she pulled and started walking.

“Won’t you tell me what you think of the outfit?”

Suzune turned around and asked.

So Suzune wanted to hear what I thought of her clothes.

“No, it suits you. Seriously.”

Suzune looked down.

“Geez. Don’t seduce your little sister.”

She complained, but the corner of Suzune’s mouth turned up slightly.

Weird Suzune.

I don’t understand, she’s like a cat.

After walking for a while, Suzune’s hand became sweaty.

“Hey, isn’t your hand super sweaty?”