Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 17

Please remember to lock the door and headphones

Hey! What on earth are you doing?

A trace of cold sweat dripped from my forehead.

I remembered a scene in a galgame-adapted animation called Yosuga no Sora, where the male protagonist glimpsed his sister through the crack of the door, and she was chanting her own name while...

No way?

Wait? Listen carefully, it seems to be all in Japanese? And there are slight BGM sound effects.

An otome game? I breathed a sigh of relief.

No! There's no point in breathing a sigh of relief! This is bad in a sense, okay!

Hello, what should I do?

Should I pretend I didn't hear it? Or should I rush in and teach her a lesson?

Neither of them is right? After all, this is her freedom, okay? I'd better pretend I didn't hear it and sneak past it...

I silently chanted this and began to retreat quietly...

Ah! Onii-chan...

Wait a minute?

Onii-chan? Brother?

A game for brothers? No way?

I swallowed and gave an awkward smile. Yes, I must have heard it wrong...

I leaned against the door...

Life never fails to catch us off guard.

I leaned against the door gently, but the old wooden door creaked and opened.

I leaned against an empty space and stumbled, nearly falling into the room. I staggered and grabbed the handrail to avoid danger.

Holy shit! You didn't even close the door!

My mind was blank and I just stood there at the door in a daze. My sister was startled by the noise behind her and turned her head to stare at me blankly.

In front of me, something very discordant was playing on the computer screen... accompanied by a soft background music, a girl was held in the arms of a boy, ahem...

Onii-chan! The girl in the computer is acting coquettishly.

This sound seemed to make her react. She closed the laptop in a panic, feeling a little helpless.

I silently glanced at the girl. Although she was wearing headphones, she forgot to plug them in - the invisible speaker is the most deadly.

"Eat, eat!" I forced a dry smile. "Stop playing!"

I watched her lower her head slightly, her delicate white skin instantly began to turn slightly red, and her hands were a little awkward, not knowing where to put them.

But her inner uneasiness only lasted half a second - she soon raised her head again and stared at me, with undisguised murderous intent in her eyes!

Oh shit!

I subconsciously ran towards the door, and pillows, underwear, and magazines fell on me from behind.

"Get out! Pervert!" Tao Yao screamed in a higher voice than ever before and slammed the door after I ran away in panic.

broken……

I'm embarrassed, really.

If I were caught with something I didn’t like, I would probably die of shame.

I remember when I was in the first year of high school, I secretly drew a portrait of a girl I had a crush on in class. When the teacher caught me, he put it on the projector for the whole class to see...

I hate him forever...

Even a carefree guy like me is like this, let alone her.

Hey, this is a very troublesome matter...Her reaction clearly shows that she wants to kill someone to silence him...

Well, even though my sister usually has that kind of personality, I know it’s just a disguise.

When she was in elementary school, she was very shy and very dependent on me. She was almost the image of a good girl.

Later, our parents passed away and our family was in a huge debt. The kids in the neighborhood found out about this and spread it to the class...

From then on, her classmates always looked at her with tinted glasses.

Her friends would always unconsciously take care of her, excitedly sharing interesting things at home, and immediately raise their voices and change the subject when they saw her coming.

Although she is a child, her delicate heart can still feel these things.

For this reason, she once cried to me for a long time.

After all, sometimes "kindness" and "compassion" can make people feel like they're on fire.

It was not until later that I slowly gave myself a layer of "willful" character as a protective color, and gradually I was able to deal with it all with a smile.

But this time... I don't think she really can laugh.

Hmm…puberty…physiological reaction…rigid needs.

I frowned, thinking of words that could comfort her, and knocked gently on her door.

No response.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Come out for dinner."

No response.

"This is not shameful..."

"Shut up!" Her voice, filled with shame and anger, came from inside. "If you saw me, I might as well die!"

"What kind of line is this? A young lady who observed the virtues of a woman in ancient times? If that's the case, she should marry no one but me after I saw her naked." I joked to her.

"Get out! Who wants to marry you?" For some reason, the anger in her tone seemed to have subsided a lot.

"Oh, it's okay, brother, I understand... this kind of adolescent impulse..."

A heavy object hit the door on the other side of the room with a dull thud. I couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Don't get excited... Let's talk it over after dinner!"

"I'm never going out again!"

I scratched my head, looked at the dinner that was getting cold, and frowned.

In the final analysis, this mentality is a snail mentality...

It's like, why do humans wear clothes? If everyone is used to not wearing clothes, and suddenly someone wears clothes, then maybe they will be laughed at...

Yes, even if it is a shameful thing, as long as both parties are equal...

As long as both parties expose their most shameful side...

Yes, this is fraternity!

My sister was sulking in the room when suddenly a strange voice rang out through the heavy door.

Ah...ah...Yamete...

And the sound is getting louder and louder...

I was standing outside the door holding my laptop, silently turning up the volume to the maximum. On the screen, a charming Japanese actress was flirting with her head.

Sister, I'm willing to risk everything for you...

Amid the moaning sounds coming from the computer, I knocked on my sister's door again.

"Taoyao," I shouted out loud, mustering up my courage.

"Come out and accompany me...to appreciate art!"