My older sister was already broken a long time ago.
Hōjō Suzune never felt that her love for Seiya was any less than her older sister's. Precisely because of this, she could understand the depth of suffering Seiya endured when he broke up with her sister.
Did it hurt?
Although her relationship with her older sister had never been particularly close since childhood, they shared the same blood. Feelings of pity and sympathy were naturally present. However, to be so sad for her—sad enough to resent Shiratori Seiya—was simply impossible.
She was a thief herself.
She had met Seiya first, and loved Seiya first. So why should her sister get ahead of her? Indeed, she had never officially dated Seiya, so she might not fully understand the pain her sister felt when they broke up. But if they were to compare the degree of pain, she felt she was no less pained than her sister.
At first, it was fine. Perhaps out of shame, Hōjō Shione would still avoid her younger sister when she was dating Seiya. Although she secretly shed tears a few times, she hadn't seen anything with her own eyes, so Hōjō Suzune could still deceive herself into thinking they might have only held hands and nothing more had happened.
However, love for someone cannot be hidden, and a woman's intuition in love is almost like a superpower. Even Hōjō Suzune herself didn't know when her older sister realized she liked Seiya.
After several tests confirmed that her younger sister liked Seiya, Hōjō Shione, as if declaring her sovereignty, would bring Seiya home every few days. She'd hug him, kiss him in front of her younger sister—once, Hōjō Suzune, hiding in her bedroom, even peeked and saw the two sitting on the sofa, one on top of the other, with Shiratori Seiya's hand on Shione's bottom as they kissed.
To completely dispel her younger sister's thoughts and to engrave the mark "Seiya belongs only to me" in her mind, Hōjō Shione had shown off their affection and done countless similar things in front of her.
Although Hōjō Suzune was later pushed to the limit and began shamelessly using her identity as a "sister-in-law" to get close to Shiratori Seiya, this kind of counterattack was like an antelope with its neck caught by a cheetah on the savanna—only able to weakly twitch its front legs in protest.
So, when she first learned that Shiratori Seiya had broken up with her, if her mother hadn't stopped her, she would have wanted to beat gongs and drums and set off fireworks every day. Recalling her mood those few days, Hōjō Suzune felt it was probably only slightly less painful than when she and Seiya confirmed their relationship.
However, although she was incredibly happy, Hōjō Suzune's vigilance not only didn't decrease but intensified a few points. Her older sister was more selfish than anyone else—once she grasped something, she would never let go, unless she genuinely stopped liking it. Yet it was obvious that this breakup was definitely initiated by Seiya; she knew this from the way her sister cried, her face streaked with tears.
She wouldn't be content. She would definitely find a way to reconcile with Seiya.
As for her sister's words about no longer liking Seiya, Hōjō Suzune was somewhat shocked at first, but after calming down, she dismissed it as Hōjō Shione having eaten too many sweet potatoes and talking nonsense.
When they first broke up, Hōjō Suzune wanted to tell Shiratori Seiya to be careful of her sister—at least to be wary of her playing the emotional card. Unfortunately, she couldn't contact Seiya at all at that time. By the time she saw Seiya again, he already had a new girlfriend.
It seemed she was always one step behind.
Out of a desire to watch the tigers fight from the mountain, Hōjō Suzune knew her sister would never give up, so she prepared to stand by and do nothing. However, she underestimated the extent of her older sister's inner corruption. She even resorted to moral blackmail, putting Seiya on the hot seat.
Hōjō Suzune's teeth ached with hatred. She was sad and deeply regretted not having told Seiya about her sister's situation during the six months they were broken up. If she had told him, perhaps everything would have been different?
Self-reproach constantly assailed her heart. But she was in Kyoto now, a thousand kilometers away from Seiya. This was probably what "beyond one's reach" meant. However, she couldn't just let her sister continue to act recklessly. Her sister had only been in contact with Seiya for just over a month and was already capable of such crazy things. Who knew what deranged things she would do next to completely tie Seiya down?
She had to make a move.
...
On Thursday evening, Hōjō Suzune's petite figure was curled up in a computer chair, hot breaths escaping her thin cherry lips, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on her phone screen.
For Seiya... and for herself... and even more for her and his happy future... they are all scoundrels, only hurting Seiya. Only I truly love him...
After finding a few reasons for herself and giving herself a psychological suggestion, Hōjō Suzune called Shiratori Seiya.
The long phone ring echoed twice in the air but was slow to connect. The beep-beep sound continuously eroded Hōjō Suzune's patience. Although she knew Seiya might be busy and couldn't answer, for some reason, she felt an unsettling premonition.
She unconsciously lowered her slender legs from the chair, her fair and rosy toes tapping the floor, instinctively shaking her leg. The flesh on her thighs, caught at the edge of her white underwear, gently swayed.
Finally, at a certain moment, the call connected. Hōjō Suzune's delicate eyebrows raised, a hint of joy appearing in her eyes. However, before she could fully savor the joy, a familiar voice sounded in her ear.
"Hello?"
Hōjō Suzune's eyes glazed over for a moment. Then in just one second, she reacted, her eyes suddenly widening, almost making her stand up from the chair.
Sister?
Hōjō Suzune instinctively glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of her computer screen.
22:13
At this hour, how could she be the one answering the phone?
"Why is it you? Where's Seiya?"
"Suzune, do you need something?"
Through the phone, Hōjō Suzune felt her sister's voice was a bit strange. Her brows furrowed tightly, and her unease deepened a few points. She didn't respond, continuing to press, "Where's Seiya? Why are you answering the phone?"
Sensing her younger sister's anxious tone on the phone, Hōjō Shione sneered. She slowly brought her face close to Shiratori Seiya's, bit his lip, licked it a few times, and finally gave a forceful suck. Her voice came through the speaker, soft and deliberate. "He's tired now. I answered the phone. What do you need?"
"Where are you now? At Seiya's house?"
"..."
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Hōjō Suzune's face immediately darkened. She glanced at Shiratori Seiya's phone location to confirm he was at home, and her slender, well-proportioned legs trembled even faster.
Biting her lip, Hōjō Suzune began to speculate. Seiya didn't answer the phone, and her sister was at Seiya's house. It wasn't ruled out that Seiya might be showering or out of the house... But tasting her sister's clearly unusual tone, things were likely not that simple.
Shiratori Seiya might be lying next to her right now... Given Hōjō Shione's deranged personality, she might have done something to him...
Thinking of the worst possibility, Hōjō Suzune gritted her teeth and said coldly, "I know what you're trying to do now. Don't be crazy."
"Crazy?"
Hearing this, Hōjō Shione paused for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle. Under the bright moonlight, she stared at Shiratori Seiya's face with a complex expression and said, "What's crazy? Is it crazy for him and me to be together? Suzune, you're asking too much of your sister."
She paused, then laughed self-deprecatingly, asking in a teasing tone, "Besides, Suzune, aren't you being too nosy? What's your status now to manage so much?"
"You!"
Hōjō Suzune's eyes widened, her heart aching from his words. The hand holding her phone trembled uncontrollably from excessive force. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and said coldly:
"But what is your status now? Do you have no shame? What exactly do you want to do?"
Upon hearing this, Hōjō Shione suppressed the heat in her chest, took a deep breath, her voluptuous body constantly rubbing against Shiratori Seiya, and said faintly, "So, little sister, you and I are both nobodies now, so what right do you have to tell me what to do?"
"What's wrong with doing whatever it takes to get the person you like?"
Her ears heard nothing until a few seconds later when they returned to normal. The girl's slender neck arched, her chin lifted, and a long sigh escaped her cherry lips:
"Whew..."
In the darkness, Hōjō Shione's originally fair and pretty face was flushed crimson. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, catching the faint moonlight that filtered through the curtains.
Hearing this clearly unusual sound, even the most foolish person could roughly figure out what was happening, especially since she often made such noises herself; she was all too familiar with it.
"What are you doing?!"
Her younger sister's piercing voice came through the phone, sharp enough to cut glass. Hōjō Shione's eyelids drooped, and the heat on her body slowly dissipated. She raised her gaze and chuckled, "Nothing, hehe. Suzune, why are you reacting so strongly?"
Perhaps from the intense activity, her body hadn't fully reacted, and her voice was much hoarser than before—a raw, throaty quality that made her younger sister's blood run cold.
Her older sister's voice was like needles piercing her eardrums. Hōjō Suzune trembled with anger and said furiously, "Now, immediately, right now! Leave Shiratori Seiya's house!"
"Hehe, what if I don't? What can you do, Suzune?"
As she spoke, Hōjō Shione, as if on purpose, reached out and unbuckled Shiratori Seiya's belt. The metallic clink echoed softly in the dark room. Even though she knew her younger sister couldn't see her at the moment, this action inexplicably brought her pleasure—a thrill of rebellion, a taste of victory.
Hōjō Suzune took a deep breath and said coldly, "I know Takahashi Mio's phone number. I remember she said last time that she and Seiya live in the same place..."
Upon hearing this, Hōjō Shione's hand movements paused, as if she remembered something unpleasant, and the smile on her face disappeared.
"Seiya must be with you right now, right?"
Hōjō Suzune cursed her older sister inside and out. Although she didn't know what had provoked her to do such a crazy thing, she patiently said, "I don't know how you managed it, but if, if... you really do this, what do you expect Seiya to do? Can you bear to see him suffer?"
"Sister, you've already made one mistake. Do you still want to continue making mistakes?"
As she spoke, Hōjō Suzune gritted her teeth, her eyes wide to the point where her eyelids almost shattered, and she silently raged in her heart: You damn bitch, get away from Seiya immediately!
"..."
Listening to her younger sister's voice on the phone, Hōjō Shione didn't speak. She had regained her composure and silently got off the bed to put on her dress. The fabric rustled as she pulled it over her head, smoothing down the wrinkles with practiced hands.
However, a shadow flashed in her eyes.
As a younger sister, she was not only useless but also constantly causing trouble for me.
She wasn't afraid of Shiratori Seiya's bad attitude towards her afterwards or anything, but she was annoyed by Takahashi Mio. Given that bitch's personality, if she received Suzune's call, she would definitely rush over. At that time, she wouldn't be able to succeed, and tonight would turn into a mess.
This matter could only be a secret between her and Seiya. If Takahashi Mio or Hasegawa Saori found out, it would truly bring trouble to Seiya. She just wanted to tie down his heart, gradually occupying all of him.
"Give me two minutes. I'll call you back later."
She said coldly, hanging up before the other party could reply. Then she meticulously cleaned up the traces she had left, wiping down surfaces and arranging the bedclothes. After getting dressed, apart from her thighs feeling a bit cold, there was nothing else unusual about her body. Finally, she took one last look at Shiratori Seiya, reluctantly kissed his lips, then Hōjō Shione cleared the call history, put the phone back in its original place, and slowly walked out of the room.
"Alright, Suzune, tell me, what was it you wanted to call Seiya about tonight?"
....
Back home, Hōjō Shione called her younger sister back.
"You're out?"
"Do you want me to take a picture for you?"
Knowing that her younger sister wouldn't believe her with just words, Hōjō Shione opened her camera and took a picture of the hallway.
"That's more like it."
Watching her leave Seiya's house step by step, Hōjō Suzune breathed a sigh of relief, then bit her lip with a conflicted expression and asked, "You're not going back in a bit, are you?"
"Is there any need? I'm already out. Besides, if you think I'm lying, you can call Takahashi Mio right now."
As she spoke, Hōjō Shione sneered, "Otherwise, you should just take the Takahashi surname, or let her take the Hōjō surname. It seems she's more like your sister, making you side with her so much."
"Hehe, don't try to provoke me with such words. You know very well why I'm doing this."
Hōjō Suzune snorted lightly, wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, and sniffled. Just thinking about Seiya possibly being abused by her sister made her feel suffocated, and she suppressed the grievance in her heart, saying, "You just said it yourself, didn't you? What's wrong with doing whatever it takes to get the person you like?"
As expected of my younger sister, her mind works quite quickly.
Hōjō Shione chuckled, then asked, "Alright, I've done what you wanted me to do. Tell me, what did you call Seiya about tonight?"
As her words fell, the sound of Hōjō Suzune blowing her nose came through the phone, followed by her serious voice:
"I'm going to Tokyo..."
On Friday, Hōjō Shione drove home, parked the car at the entrance, got out, and saw Suzune carrying large bags. She helped her lift the suitcase into the trunk. Seeing Suzune's red-rimmed eyes, she knew without asking that she had cried all night, but she didn't ask.
She raised her fair, slender wrist to brush her bangs aside and chuckled softly, "Suzune is really amazing. She managed to convince Mom and Dad without her sister's help."
"Hmph."
Hōjō Suzune snorted lightly, glared at her fiercely, and said coldly, "Do you think I'm like you? So stupid, capable of doing such things..."
As soon as she mentioned this, thinking that Seiya might have almost been defiled by her last night, Suzune felt a surge of grievance, and tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly turned her face away, sniffled, threw both her backpack and handbag into the car, and swiftly slipped into the passenger seat.
"Hehe..."
Hōjō Shione didn't retort. She got into the car as well, started the engine, and said, "You're quite clever, knowing to call Seiya in advance last night. Were you afraid I wouldn't let you come to Tokyo? Suzune, are you thinking too badly of your sister?"
"..."