At the breakfast table.
Nijika noticed that her sister looked listless, as if she had not slept enough.
"Onee-san, don't you have an appetite?"
"Probably aftereffects of a hangover. Seika-san drank quite a lot yesterday, so she probably didn't sleep well."
Toru lifted his miso soup and took a sip, putting on a calm, nothing-happened expression.
"Nijika, my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable. I don't really want to eat much."
Seika shot him a glance and cursed inwardly.
Why she didn't sleep well last night, wasn't this little bastard the one who knew it best?
Where was that gentlemanly consideration for women? He just kept thrusting. She said "don't" and "stop" several times, but this damn man treated it like background noise and only sped up more and more.
And this morning he even said something about morning exercise.
Good thing Seika's technique was decent. With hands and mouth working together, the biting process did not take too long.
Otherwise, if her sister Nijika had walked in while Seika was still kneeling between Toru's thighs, she would have died socially on the spot.
The timing was cut frighteningly close.
Sneaking food behind her sister's back in the simulations was one thing.
But in reality, eating her future brother-in-law was the kind of material that only existed in doujinshi…
What was even more terrifying was that once there was a first time, the next few times would not be far behind.
This was the broken window effect.
Seika believed she was not someone good at refusing. Otherwise, she would not have agreed this morning when she helped her little man deal with his sexual urges.
"This Italian-style sausage is really tasty. Onee-san, don't you want to try a bite?"
Nijika speared a sausage and held it up to her sister's mouth.
"I don't want to."
Seika shook her head. "I'll just drink some soup."
Sausages and things like that. She had eaten a bit too many last night and this morning. Just looking at them now made Seika feel nauseous.
Once the hormonal stimulation was gone, things that would normally be exciting suddenly became bland and uninteresting.
Commonly known as post-nut clarity.
"It's fine. I cooked some porridge this morning."
The little cowlick on Nijika the little angel's head swayed slightly as she spoke, clearly pleased. "I already predicted that you wouldn't have much appetite, Onee-san, so I specifically made a pot of porridge to ease the fatigue from your hangover…"
Seika: "..."
Is there a possibility that I am not actually hungover, but was simply eaten by your little man?
Unfortunately, as the older sister, Manager Seika definitely could not say that out loud.
One minute later.
There was now an extra pot of light, plain porridge on the breakfast table.
Seika took the bowl of white porridge her sister handed her, holding the spoon hesitantly. This porridge looked a little too much like…
Thick, slightly salty.
She had just eaten quite a lot this morning.
"Onee-san, aren't you drinking it?"
Urged by her sister, Seika suppressed the resistance in her heart. She blew lightly on a spoonful of thick white porridge a few times, put it into her mouth, and swallowed it quickly.
This scene made Nijika the little angel feel very strange…
"Onee-san, you can eat more slowly. Chew a few times, then swallow gradually."
"...Mm."
Seika's pretty face flushed faintly red. She slowed down a lot with the second spoonful.
She lightly held the spoon in her mouth, used her soft pink tongue to curl the porridge in, chewed a few times, then swallowed gently.
"Onee-san…"
"What is it?"
"N-no, nothing."
Nijika felt that the way her sister was eating porridge did not look like drinking porridge at all. It looked more like she was… licking a lollipop.
When did her sister become such a lewd woman?
...
Half an hour later.
"Finally done washing up. There was one extra person at breakfast today, so there were more dishes too."
When she returned to the living room, Nijika found that Toru had opened her sister's computer at some point.
"Toru-kun, where's Onee-san?"
"She went back to sleep. She didn't rest well last night."
Toru's fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard, filling in the data in the spreadsheet one by one. This was work that Seika, as the manager, was supposed to do, and he had taken it over at this moment.
"Luckily today is STARRY's day off. Otherwise, when Onee-san woke up, she would be busy to death."
Nijika sat down beside him and leaned over to take a look.
"She could easily hire someone to handle this kind of troublesome, mechanical work, but she still chooses to take everything on herself and manage all affairs."
Toru knew the meaning this live house held for the Ijichi sisters, and how important it was in their hearts.
For Nijika, if family came first, then friends and Kessoku Band came second.
"Onee-san has always been like that. She looks tsundere on the surface, but inside she cares about me and the live house more than anyone."
Nijika leaned against Toru's shoulder, enjoying the warm morning atmosphere, and said softly, "I like this kind of sister."
"Indeed. Aside from her somewhat awkward personality, Seika-san is undoubtedly a good woman."
Toru flipped to the next page of the spreadsheet.
"Toru-kun, you're not allowed to make a move on Onee-san."
After so many simulations, the probability of Seika sneaking a bite was especially high.
Nijika the little angel did not know why these two always ended up getting tangled together.
Was it that the big cart liked being pulled by a small horse, or that the small horse liked pulling a big cart?
Forget it, there was no real difference anyway.
"But what if she makes a move on me first? What should I do then?"
"Push her away."
"But I'm not very strong. I might not be able to push her away…"
Before Toru could finish speaking, Nijika gave him a look that clearly said, "Do you think I'm stupid, or are you stupid?"
Alright. A boy having less strength than a girl was indeed a bit absurd.
"Speaking of this topic… there's something I think I have to tell you."
Toru thought about it for a long time.
This was news that was better said out loud.
"Hm? What is it…"
It's not that you and Onee-san did something bad behind my back last night, right?
"I'm dating Gotoh Hitori. A month ago she confessed to me, and I didn't refuse."
"Dating… Toru-kun and Bocchi-chan?"
What?
This didn't feel right at all.
And Bocchi-chan was the one who confessed?
"Your reaction is much smaller than I expected."
The previous times, the love-triangle chaos had been intense, yet today she was not angry.
He was quite surprised.
Toru had originally planned to hide this, but after learning that the simulations would carry over memories, he felt there was no need to keep concealing it.
You could hide it for a while, but not for a lifetime.
If he wanted to open a harem in the future, the earlier he laid his cards on the table, the better.
"Everyone in Kessoku Band likes Toru-kun, especially Bocchi-chan. This stopped being a secret a long time ago."
Nijika's mindset was fairly relaxed. The fact that Toru was willing to tell her this proactively already made her feel comfortable.
"A month ago, Bocchi-chan was super puffed up one day, always tilting her little head up to look at us. I never expected it was because she was dating Toru-kun…"
Nijika recalled.
The position of girlfriend was not Ryo, not Kita-chan, not herself, but Bocchi-chan.
Her feelings were complicated.