"Iori-kun?"
Nanaka Kotegawa instantly moved to Iori Kitahara's front. Her hands were placed on her abdomen, and the corners of her eyes maintained a gentle smile.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"Hold on a second, Nanaka-san, let me explain!"
Extending his hands to temporarily keep Nanaka-san at a safe distance, Iori Kitahara closed his eyes and frantically tried to explain the situation with an extremely fast, rap-like speed of speech.
However, feeling the increasingly heavy killing intent in front of him, he could initially pretend to be calm, but it gradually escalated into a cold sweat, and finally, he couldn't help but turn and run.
"I can't do this! You're still too scary—!!!"
"How could I let you escape!"
Sitting up abruptly in his deathly sickness, Miyazawa Yuu was waiting for Nanaka-san's righteous judgment, so he immediately pounced and hugged Iori's legs.
"Hey! Yuu, what the hell are you doing! Are you looking to die?"
"Let's go down together! Hehehehehe!"
"Sister, actually Iori didn't do anything yesterday!"
Pointing seriously at the photos taken earlier, Chisa Kotegawa calmly corrected: "There were no improper actions from the very beginning, right? Their clothes are all intact!"
"Exactly! My intentions were very pure!"
"Eh? Is that so?"
Tapping her cheek in distress, a slight highlight returned to Nanaka Kotegawa's eyes.
Iori is a good kid, he shouldn't harbor bad intentions toward Chisa...
"Ah, about that..."
Turning her head aside, Chisa Kotegawa huffed and retorted: "Iori's intentions were not pure at all!"
"Is that so?!"
Hugging Iori's head and lifting his entire body up, the highlight in Nanaka Kotegawa's eyes vanished in a flash, not even lasting for half a second.
"Wait a minute! Chisa, aren't we on the same side?"
"I never said that..."
Ignoring Iori's tearful pleas for help, Chisa instantly changed her expression after deleting the photos on Yuu's phone.
She hadn't forgotten who she had been fighting intensely with yesterday, only for both of them to be KO'd by the English dictionary.
"Traitor!"
"Iori-kun..."
"Yes!"
Frantically drawing crosses over his chest, Iori Kitahara looked at Nanaka with teary eyes and fawned: "Can we reconcile?"
"Yes, as long as Iori and little Chi get married!"
"Eh?"
Miyazawa Yuu, who was ready to pick up Iori's corpse after he died, struggled to his feet again and shuffled over to Chisa, showing her off: "Hey! Nanaka-san!"
"Hmm? What is it, Yuu?"
"This cute creature is little Chisa, don't mistake her!"
Nanaka-san is not obsessed with Chisa anymore, how could he have a dream like that?
Based on the assumption that the other party was so angry her perception system was malfunctioning, Miyazawa Yuu kept trying to pull Chisa's cheeks, attempting to make Nanaka-san's sister-complex recognition system acknowledge her again.
As for Chisa, she was already knocked unconscious by the mental shock of being told she was going to get married. No words definitely meant no objection!
"Yuu! Leave some room for reconciliation in the next life. Stop toying with Chisa! I'm willing to marry Chisa!"
"Hiss... don't make it sound like I'm the bad guy here!"
Giving Iori the middle finger, Miyazawa Yuu frowned menacingly and scorned: "And you, you guy! You should check a mirror! Chisa will cry if she marries a pervert!"
"Mhm, mhm, since Iori is willing to take responsibility, it's fine..."
The hands that were about to crush Iori's skull relaxed. Nanaka Kotegawa ignored Yuu and Iori's fighting and teasing, instead sighing in relief.
Sitting on Chisa's bed and clutching her chest to steady her breathing, she slightly tilted her head, radiating a saintly, intellectual smile.
"Little Chi is very important to me, so if Iori can make her happy, I won't tear you limb from limb~"
"Ah, my mind is completely messed up. It looks like the system needs a reset..."
"Hold on a second!"
Slapping away Yuu's hand, which was still trying to stretch her face into a pig's head, Chisa Kotegawa finally snapped back to reality and stood up, trying to fight against her fate: "Why am I getting married without knowing anything! This isn't right, is it?!"
"Shh! Chisa! Shh!"
Running nervously behind Chisa, Iori Kitahara bit his teeth and whispered an explanation: "Nanaka-san is experiencing mental confusion due to a conflict in her underlying code. Let's just pretend to get married for now, and explain clearly once she resets!"
"No."
Chisa Kotegawa's eyes looked at him as if he were garbage. Getting married just because he said so—what does this guy Iori think her life is?
"Then it's settled. Iori-kun will be marrying into our family, right?"
"No problem!"
Covering Chisa's mouth one step ahead, Iori Kitahara put on a reliable expression and solemnly swore, pressing his chest: "I will spend the rest of my life with Chisa!"
"Eh? But the family finances are already very tight. There's only room for a pet, you know..."
Crossing his arms in dissatisfaction, Miyazawa Yuu, as the backbone of the family, felt it necessary to scrutinize this marriage by adoption.
Not only does this guy Iori eat and drink a lot, but he also looks like he's not very healthy, which would likely strain medical expenses. Raising him will be very expensive!
"This is going too far! Then I'll be the pet, you bastard!"
"That shows a lot of will to survive."
"What are you saying!!"
Just as Miyazawa Yuu thought the matter would end with Iori becoming a pet and was about to play Chisa's video for Nanaka to shut down and reboot, an angry, childish female voice rang out in the room.
Looking in the direction of the unfamiliar voice, they saw a cute and endearing kimono loli standing in the doorway, her brows tightly furrowed.
The luggage bag and gift box in her hands, along with the suitcase behind her, added a touch of domestic maturity to the girl's youth!
"Hmph!"
"Eh..." X4
Everyone froze in place, completely unsure of the identity of this suddenly appearing domestic loli. Miyazawa Yuu hesitated for two seconds and cautiously asked: "Are you, Zashiki-warashi-sama?"
A Zashiki-warashi is a Japanese native spirit, often appearing as a small loli to protect a residence.
Judging by the girl's traditional kimono and the era-appropriate wooden clogs on her feet, he couldn't be wrong!
"No! She's this guy's little sister!"
Walking past the bad guy who wanted to keep her own brother as a pet, Shiori Kitahara quickly walked toward her Onii-chan, pointing and criticizing: "Why are you getting married without permission! And marrying into the family! I absolutely will not allow this to happen!"
"???"
Frozen in place, her mind not yet caught up, Nanaka Kotegawa's adorable blank expression was instantly targeted next.
"Also, even if Onii-chan had bad intentions, it definitely wouldn't be toward Chisa-san, because her clothes are still perfectly intact!"
"But..."
"And!"
Picking up the culprit, the English dictionary, Shiori Kitahara calmly explained: "Chisa-san is not a sloppy person, so the mess here must have resulted from a struggle, and some kind of accident must have happened! That's all!"
"...If you put it that way, indeed..."
"Ah, we've been completely refuted!"
Nanaka-san's bewildered expression was quite cute, so Miyazawa Yuu made a sarcastic remark and casually took a photo to record the good life.
However, the second he put down his phone, a vengeful spirit whose face was completely black and invisible suddenly appeared in front of him, with sturdy hemp rope crackling in her hands.
"Ohayo, Onii-chan! And now... farewell!"
"Eh? Zashiki-warashi-san, you seem to have brought a vengeful spirit in. Aren't you going to deal with it?"
"I don't know her. I met her at the entrance of GrandBlue, and I am not a Zashiki-warashi!"
Shiori Kitahara was also very perplexed. She had never seen anyone capable of materializing killing intent. However, the person seemed to be looking for her Onii-chan as well, so she hadn't bothered...
"Um, isn't she your little sister?"
"Rin-chan?"
Instantly bending down to check, Miyazawa Yuu was shocked to realize that the evil spirit in front of him was actually his own quiet loli.
However, this not only failed to improve the situation but made it rapidly spiral downward!
"Ara, did you even forget your own little sister? You truly are a heartbreaking Onii-chan!"
Twisting her head into a broken posture, the black-and-white reversed eyes of Miyazawa Rin locked onto the dying person in front of her, extending the Great Desolate Prisoner Hand without mercy.
"Wait! Rin-chan, what are you doing? I'm your beloved older brother!"
"No! Ouch, ouch, ouch! Your arm can't be twisted at that angle!"
"And the rope can't go through there! This affects your brother's lifelong happiness!!!"
Lactic-acid-ridden, half-wrecked Kure Clan youth VS full-power, enraged, released Kure Clan loli—the latter won completely!
"Hiss..."
Watching Yuu "rejoice" in the girl's hands, Iori Kitahara gasped, profoundly grateful that his own little sister's lethality was practically zero!