The resentment behind him was almost condensing into something tangible!
…
Just moments ago, the shop manager who had been busy all day stepped outside, planning to relax a bit.
Before taking a walk, he habitually glanced over at his shop. After all, this place was the result of years of hard work!
And it was precisely this habitual glance that made things start to get interesting~
At that moment,
The manager discovered, in sheer horror, that the knife and fork on the shop's signboard were gone!
In an instant, all thoughts of taking a stroll vanished. He immediately rushed toward the store, intending to check the surveillance footage to see what had happened.
However, before he even made it inside, he stopped in his tracks.
Because… he witnessed the appearance of a boar monster!
Looking at the familiar knife and fork in the boar monster's hands, the manager felt that the world had gone completely insane.
Why would a pervert set their sights on his shop sign?!
....
...…
....
After filling themselves up, everyone began their afternoon activities. Their plan was to experience as many attractions in the Boar Park as possible that day.
However… the afternoon atmosphere was unexpectedly gloomy~
And the culprit behind all this was—
"Kamishiro nii sama, what's wrong with Iori nii sama?"
Shiori asked innocently as she looked at Iori, who appeared dispirited, like a walking corpse.
Wasn't he supposed to be going to the bathroom? Why had his mood plummeted so dramatically after just one bathroom trip?
Did something happen there?
"Ah, him…" Kamishiro glanced at Iori indifferently. "Probably because his psychological endurance is just too weak."
After all, he'd only been verbally torn apart by the staff for half an hour. Was that really worth being like this? Everything boiled down to his poor mental resilience.
It was hard to imagine that a grown man who could strip naked without caring about others' gazes would feel hurt just because someone yelled at him.
Tsk tsk tsk. Looks like Kitahara had never opened the comment section of the forum threads about himself. Otherwise, the principal might be under pressure~
He might even have to go searching for a boy named Kitahara Iori on the rooftop of the school building at three in the morning.
Or perhaps… at the bottom of the building.
As for Shiori, even after hearing Kamishiro's answer, she was still completely confused.
She really couldn't understand how "going to the bathroom" and "psychological resilience"—two completely unrelated things could possibly be connected.
It was just using the bathroom. Could that really make someone feel inferior?
Everyone's built the same, after all—
Wait!
Built?!
Shiori suddenly felt like she'd discovered the truth!
Her sharp gaze shot toward Azusa—specifically, Azusa's chest!
Those two bouncing "white rabbits" swayed with every step, continuously pounding against Shiori's heart!
A size she could never hope to reach!
That exaggerated curve alone was enough to plunge countless girls into self-doubt!
What?
She was still a middle schooler and could keep developing?
Don't joke around!
With perfect scores in biology, Shiori knew full well that this was nothing more than self-comfort.
This kind of thing was largely determined by genetics.
Her mom… her mom's chest wasn't as big as Azusa's either!!!
(っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)
This was just too unfair!
As everyone knows, the chest is an extremely sensitive area. Even a sneaky, invisible gaze can be strongly felt—
Let alone Shiori's completely undisguised, burning stare.
Azusa turned toward the source of the gaze, and when she saw that it was Shiori, a trace of surprise flashed across her face.
She'd thought Kamishiro was having unhealthy thoughts again. She hadn't expected it to be Shiori.
Somewhat puzzled, she asked, "Is something wrong, Shiori?"
Hearing that seductive voice by her ear, Shiori's face instantly showed a hint of panic.
What do you do when you get caught (blatantly) staring at someone's chest?!
"N-no… nothing. I was just a little worried about my brother."
Realizing her reaction was a bit too intense, Shiori hastily came up with an excuse and quickly turned her head away to hide her flustered expression.
Hearing this, Azusa's face lit up with understanding, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Shiori really is such a good little sister~"
Shiori: (;＿;)
"I-it's only natural…"
Kamishiro: (???)
As someone who'd grown up with her, Kamishiro absolutely didn't believe that Shiori had been worrying about that idiot Kitahara.
Who worries about their brother while staring at someone else's huge chest?!
And with a look of envy and jealousy, no less!
That was obviously—
Before Kamishiro could finish his thought, Shiori noticed him.
As a sister who'd grown up with him, one look at Kamishiro's expression was enough for Shiori to know exactly what this bastard was thinking. She immediately shot him a dangerous glare.
Filled entirely with threats~
"..."
Kamishiro's mouth twitched. What an unlovable little sister.
But since his sister had spoken, what could he say?
He unconditionally stood on Shiori's side!
Under Shiori's threatening gaze, Kamishiro made a very sensible move.
He mimed zipping his mouth shut, indicating that he absolutely wouldn't say a word!
Satisfied, Shiori nodded and returned to thinking about what kind of blow her idiot brother might have suffered.
Based on what she'd just witnessed (Azusa's massive assets!), Shiori now understood that there were indeed huge differences between people.
If girls differed in chest size, then boys…
Her gaze unconsciously drifted toward her brother's crotch.
In a country where sex education started in kindergarten, this wasn't enough to make Shiori shy.
And besides, the person she was looking at was her idiot brother—there was even less reason to feel embarrassed!
For boys, there should be differences there too… and they'd gone to the bathroom together…
Boom!
Thunder exploded in Shiori's mind. She finally understood why her idiot brother looked so utterly dejected!
So that was it… it was because he was too small and felt inferior!
No!
It might be even worse…
Her brother—
He! Can't! Do! It!
Boom—boom~!
As this possibility surfaced, thunder kept crashing in Shiori's head, and she almost fainted on the spot!
If her brother couldn't do it, that meant he'd lost his only advantage in inheriting the family business.
Which meant…
She would have to inherit the inn!!!
Aaaaaah!!!
Shiori felt like the sky was collapsing!
Before this, she'd spent a long time persuading their parents to soften their attitude toward her brother.
Convincing them that once her brother got married and had children, he would change.
Now…
If he couldn't even do it, how was he supposed to get married?!
And if they somehow had children in the future, wouldn't her brother end up with a green hat on his head?!
For some reason, when she imagined that future green hat, the first person that came to mind was Kamishiro…
No!
She absolutely couldn't let something like that happen!
In Kamishiro's bewildered gaze, Shiori's expression went through a wild range of emotions.
Despair, struggle, anger, pity…
A flood of completely unexpected emotions cycled through her face in just a few seconds.
This made Kamishiro extremely curious about what exactly Shiori had imagined during those few seconds.
As for the subject?
Did that even need saying?
It was obviously Kitahara!
Sometimes, Kamishiro really felt bad for Kitahara. Even though he had no idea what Shiori had imagined, one look at her expression told him it was definitely nothing good!
Slap!
After a brief internal struggle, Shiori made up her mind. She had to do something to prevent these tragedies from happening!
She suddenly grabbed Iori's hands and looked at her brother with tear-filled eyes.
"Onii sama!"
"Shiori?"
Seeing the tears in Shiori's eyes, a spark of life finally returned to Iori's gaze. "What's wrong?"
"Please don't give up!"
Iori: ???
Give up?
Give up on what?
Iori looked toward Kamishiro. After being mentally AFK for so long, what exactly had he missed?
Facing Iori's gaze, Kamishiro simply shrugged, signaling that he had no idea either.
He was also very curious about what Shiori had imagined—enough to nearly make her cry.
Shiori: "We still have a long time!"
A long time?
Iori blinked, and suddenly it felt like he understood something.
Could it be—
Did Shiori already know that he was planning to dress up as a wild boar to give her a surprise?!
The problem was… usually, other people's little sisters would be so touched after finding out about something like this that they'd tell their older brother to give up and not work himself so hard.
So why, when it came to him, did it turn into 'they still have a long time today, so don't give up on pretending to be a wild boar'?!
(°д°)
Although he felt extremely displeased inside, when Iori remembered the disappointed look Shiori had shown earlier, he still couldn't bring himself to refuse. He just waved his hand half-heartedly and said,
"Alright, alright. Adult stuff isn't something a kid like you should worry about. Even if you guessed it, remember to pretend you don't know!"
Sensing the perfunctory tone in her idiot brother's voice, Shiori became anxious. How could she possibly pretend not to know about something like this?!
If she really pretended not to know, then she'd be the one inheriting the inn in the future!
She immediately grabbed Iori's arm again and pleaded,
"Brother, please don't be willful anymore. Medical technology is so advanced now—even if it's a physiological problem, there's definitely a solution!
Brother, you don't need to feel inferior about this. I remember Father has a business card from a urology clinic. We can go get it checked tomorrow!"
PFFT!!!
As Shiori finished speaking, Azusa, who had just pulled out a beer from behind Kamishiro and took a big gulp, sprayed it all out.
She gave Kamishiro a full beer facial—imported beer, at that!
But Kamishiro didn't react at all, because he was already completely stunned by what Shiori had just said.
His gaze couldn't help darting back and forth between Shiori and Kitahara.
Wasn't that bit of information just now a little too shocking?
Kitahara… physically not up to it?
Sss—!
No wonder Kitahara went to an all-boys high school—so he went early to get used to the atmosphere.
If that was the case, then everything made sense!
Wait… didn't Shiori just unintentionally expose some not-so-great things about Uncle Kitahara?
As expected, no matter what, middle-aged men can't escape the curse of having to see a urologist. How lamentable!
Thinking that he himself might face the same fate in the future, Kamishiro decided that starting today, he'd add more goji berries to his "happy water"!
Health maintenance could not be delayed!
At the same time, he canceled his little brother's vacation.
There would be plenty of time to rest when he got old—right now was the time to fight!
It was time to see the limits of his little brother!
Meanwhile, after spraying the beer, Azusa didn't pay Kamishiro any attention at all. Instead, she stared at Iori with sparkling eyes.
She knew it!
Iori was definitely hiding something from her!
Aha—she caught him red-handed~
(≖‿≖)
But what surprised her was that it was Iori who couldn't do it. She'd always thought Kohei was the one being pinned down~
Scenes started spinning wildly through Azusa's mind: a shy black-haired boy and a domineering blond handsome guy.
Gulp—
Azusa swallowed unconsciously, then covered her nose. This was way too stimulating!
Next time they did something like that, they absolutely had to let her observe!
Preferably with a camera!
She wanted to record the beauty!
It wasn't just Azusa and Kamishiro—Kohei, Yamamoto, and the others also heard the conversation between Shiori and Iori.
Instantly, the looks they gave Iori carried a hint of pity.
The doubts in their hearts were suddenly resolved.
They'd always wondered why, even though Chisa and Iori were clearly a couple, they hardly ever showed any intimacy.
Forget graduating—none of them had even seen them hold hands.
Of course, if they had seen that, Kitahara would probably be lying on the seabed right now.
So that was it!
Everything was because Kitahara couldn't do it!
Thinking of this, several of them subconsciously glanced at Iori's crotch, the corners of their mouths curling into mocking smiles.
As friends, suddenly hearing this sad (yet delightful) news, they felt they should do something.
So they all walked over to Iori.
Yamamoto: "Don't be too sad. Maybe you can go to Thailand and look for some solutions."
Nojima: "Sometimes letting go is also a form of love. Be more carefree, Kitahara. If you can't be lovers, being sisters is fine too!"
Kohei: "Come join the embrace of the 2D world!"
Fujiwara: "Um… after you come back from Thailand, could you come by my place?"
Everyone: "???"
Everyone stared at Fujiwara in horror. They hadn't expected that this big, dumb-looking guy was actually the most deeply hidden one!
What do you mean, come to your place after Thailand?!
What the hell are you planning to do to Kitahara?!
In an instant, Iori felt his back area growing uncomfortable.
Looking at Fujiwara's shy, honest expression, Kamishiro silently swore in his heart that in the future, he'd try his best to forget about Fujiwara as a person.
Too scary!!!
"Get lost, all of you! My thing is perfectly fine—extremely fine! Better than all of yours! I don't need your concern!"
Unable to take it anymore, Iori clutched his crotch and roared. His little brother was extremely mighty, thank you very much!
However…
Kamishiro and the others didn't really believe him. They humored him verbally, but their eyes were full of teasing.
"Right, right, you're the cutest."
"Stop making meaningless resistance."
"We won't discriminate against you!"
"I'm sure the rest of Izu University won't discriminate against you either~"
!!!
╭(°A°`)╮
Iori's pupils shrank as he stared at Kamishiro in disbelief.
"You bastard—you're not planning to post this on the forum, are you?! I'm perfectly normal!"
Iori panicked. If this got posted on the forum, he'd truly lose his right to choose a partner for all four years of college!
He still wanted to become a real man during his university days!
"Shiro, we've grown up together since we were kids! I have so many treasures under my bed—how could I possibly be incapable?!"
As he spoke, Iori even pulled out an adult magazine from behind his butt. If he really couldn't do it, he shouldn't have any desire for things like this—so how could he be carrying it?!
Therefore… he was innocent!
But the others' reactions were a bit different from what he'd imagined.
Kamishiro looked at Iori with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Kitahara… I didn't expect you to have been hiding it even back then…"
How terrifyingly calculating! To disguise himself as a normal man, Iori had even been willing to be treated as a pervert!
Iori: (▼皿▼＃)
Seeing everyone's reactions, Iori ground his teeth in frustration. How could these bastards be so stubborn? They'd been together for so long—couldn't they tell he was a total lecher?!
"My thing is totally fine! I don't need you worrying about it! By the way, why don't you suspect the people around you instead?!"
Iori snarled viciously. Fine—if that was how it was going to be, then everyone should prove themselves!
Unless they could convince him, he wouldn't accept this injustice!
"Uh…"
Kamishiro and the others exchanged looks, then spoke.
Kamishiro: "I probably don't need to say anything, right…"
Did he really need to repeat the story of his hundred conquests?
Hearing this, Iori's face darkened a bit. Damn extroverted normie—go die!
Ignoring Kamishiro, Iori instantly shifted his gaze to Yamamoto!
Under Iori's fire-breathing stare, Yamamoto only said two words:
"Forum."
"…"
Iori fell silent. Fine—this was indeed a very convincing reason!
He then looked at Nojima.
Nojima smiled confidently.
"Do you want to see the inside of my girlfriend?"
???
!!!
(;д;)
Iori's expression went from confusion to shock, then he shook his head frantically and looked at Kohei.
Kohei: "I'm not interested in 3D girls other than voice actresses anyway."
Even if it got posted on the forum and he lost his right to choose a partner, he didn't really care.
As long as he had Rarako, that was enough!
"I—damn it!"
Cursing under his breath, Iori turned his gaze to the last person—Fujiwara!
This big, dumb guy definitely wouldn't be able to prove himself either!
Iori was already prepared: if Fujiwara said something about adult magazines or DVDs, he'd deny Fujiwara outright just like Shiro and the others had done to him.
He wasn't going to let himself be the only one to socially die!
Seeing the cold smile at the corner of Iori's mouth, cold sweat beaded on Fujiwara's forehead. After thinking it over, he realized he really didn't have anything to prove himself.
Sensing the increasingly strange looks around him, Fujiwara steeled himself and said,
"You come with me to a place with no people, and I'll prove it to you!"
There were too many people here—he couldn't prove it properly. But if it was just the two of them…
Fujiwara felt he could give it a try!
At worst, he just wouldn't look at Kitahara and would focus on videos and magazines instead.
Hearing these ferocious words, and thinking about what might come next, there was no way Iori was going to be alone with Fujiwara!
He hurriedly stepped back, shaking his head rapidly.
"No need, no need! I believe you!"
He believed that Fujiwara wasn't incapable—but as for his orientation…
Iori felt that the "Big Bird Spinning Bar" Kamishiro kept talking about might be getting a new member soon.