manga artist Kirito

Eriri slightly raised her eyelids and looked at the 'girl' who was slowly sitting up while covering her nose. She swallowed hard. This was... a terrible situation.

"Um, are you feeling unwell anywhere? If so, please tell me. We have a first-aid kit at home..."

Are you stupid?

At this point, shouldn't you help the person who was hit up first?

Kiriko's nose stung from the impact. She wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes from the pressure on her nerves, and picked up the folding fan that had fallen to the side. Ouch... If anyone ever says that the Godly Fall is a divine skill again, I will definitely beat them to death.

"Oh my dear daughter, it's certainly something to be happy about making friends so soon, but using this kind of trick won't increase Kazuko-chan's affection for you." Sawamura Sayuri chuckled as she approached the two, helping them up and then straightening Kiriko's disheveled clothes from being tackled. "Are you alright?"

"N-nothing...it's nothing." Rubbing his sore nose, Kirito shook his head slightly. In fact, if he weren't currently playing the role of a Yamato Nadeshiko, he probably would have already started rubbing his chest. Heaven knows how much force Eriri used to slam her hand against his chest; he still felt a tightness in his chest...

But then again, I didn't feel anything before, but now I feel a bit tight in my chest... Hey, did Akasaka put a bra on me or something??

No! No, this should be... a damn breast wrap?

"N-It's alright, I'm so sorry!" Eriri lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and her tone changed slightly, clearly caught up in self-humiliation.

Although she's a shrew in private, Eriri still acts like a young lady on the surface, especially when she's out in public. Eriri has to maintain an elegant demeanor like a young lady, and something like what happened just now... how embarrassing!

Similarly, when Eriri tackled the 'girl' in front of her, she didn't feel anything like lightness, softness, or smoothness. Her head bumped twice, and although it didn't hurt, she was still a little dazed and also a little concerned... This person's chest seemed quite flat, and a bit hard.

"Oh dear, you're in such a hurry. Young people don't need to rush like this. There's plenty of time later." Sawamura Sayuri, clearly a doting mother, didn't hesitate to tease her daughter. "Well, it just so happens that it's only you young people here, so you can rest assured. You can do whatever you want... no, wait, it's better to do important things in your room. Ah, Eriri's room has really good soundproofing..."

This isn't her biological mother at all...

Have you become such a homebody that you even want to watch your woman having lesbian relationships with other men? You really have no shame!

But you know, Kiritani Kazuko and Eriri haven't even met yet, and you're already making fun of her?

Kiriko genuinely didn't understand the thought process of this kind of fujoshi (female fan of male-male romance), and incidentally labeled her as Sawamura Sayuri, Eriri's mother, a troublesome character comparable to Haruno.

At the same time, just like a scene from an anime, Eriri, who had her head down, blushed and her body trembled slightly. Then, a sound like perfume steam bursting out rang out, and a cloud of mist rose from Eriri's head.

"Hmm, it seems we can't continue this conversation." Looking at her daughter's expression, Sawamura Sayuri slightly tugged at the corners of her mouth, her smile remaining unchanged. "Well, I won't disturb your conversation any longer, I'll be going now."

"See you later, Sayuri-neechan." Proper etiquette was essential. After saying goodbye to Sawamura Sayuri, Kiriko sat back down in her original seat, her eyes lowered, lost in thought.

Correspondingly, Eriri, sitting opposite Kiriko, was also looking down, appearing bewildered.

There was no exchange between the two...

For a moment, the air became quiet.

It's just embarrassing.

It feels like a date between a young, awkward couple. At the beginning, they have no idea what to talk about, especially after what happened in that situation... If it were Kato, he could just take out his phone and refresh the page right now, right?

Well, if she plays a sadistic girl, she'll definitely be recognized if she keeps telling dirty jokes. Kiriko is already a little worried about being recognized, since besides her long hair and kimono, she doesn't have much makeup on her face, and people who know her well might recognize her immediately.

However, even if she has a sadistic personality, it seems a bit out of character for her to be sarcastic before the other person even speaks. Besides, Eriri herself is quite cheerful and outgoing. If you just provoke her, you can avoid further contact with her!

Alright, go all out with S!

Kirito let out a soft breath, her folding fan half-open to cover her chin. She squinted at Eriri, who was slowly raising her head, and gave a dismissive snort, "Hmph..."

"S-Sorry!"

...Hey, something's not right with Eriri!

P.S.: This is an irresponsible recommendation of "Fairy Fencer F's Fantasy," a rather strange title. You can check it out if you're interested.

133

【NO.131 Actually, I'm the younger sister】

Given Eriri's personality, she should have shown her true colors and exploded after I snorted, right? Why is she apologizing right now?

Are you possessed by the spirit of a dragon-slaying hero?

"No problem, don't worry." Kirito said with a faint smile, seemingly unconcerned.

Actually...

Oh my god! My dear twin-tailed classmate, could you please stop talking about this? Even if you just say you want to go back now, that would be fine!

"Uh, it's good that you're alright..." Eriri's eyebrows twitched slightly as she looked up and examined the 'girl' in front of her again. Her delicate face looked somewhat familiar, but due to the obstruction of the folding fan, she couldn't see her full features, so all she could feel was familiarity.

"Um, you look like one of my classmates..."

"I see..." Kiriko gave a forced smile. It seemed like Kato had said the same thing to me that Saturday morning, but she quickly realized that I was actually the classmate she was talking about... Hey, is this some kind of flag?

"May I ask what your impression of him is?"

"Y-Of course." Holding the juice on the table, Eriri took a small sip to ease her tension, forcing a smile. "That guy... although he seems very upright, he's actually a total otaku, and the kind who's always spouting dirty jokes. He doesn't care if others get angry, he just throws out explosive topics. In the club, he acts like a senior teacher, although he really is a senior... but I'm the club president..."

Hey, are you pouring out your grievances?

But why do I feel like you're making fun of me?

It's never right to talk badly about someone behind their back. Eriri, don't you know that walls have ears? Besides, there aren't even any walls between us now!

As Kiriko watched Eriri recount her story, her lips twitched slightly. Just moments ago, Eriri had seemed awkward and reserved, but now, even a forced interruption might be futile... I really don't understand you girls!

Of course, Eriri's voice was a little less cheerful than usual, probably because of the dramatic fall earlier. But the atmosphere had eased up too quickly. If I didn't make it a little awkward, how could I be so sarcastic as to make you obediently go back to your room to draw your doujinshi?

"Ah, I'm sorry." Noticing that Kiriko's expression was a little unpleasant, Eriri, thinking it was because she had talked too much, immediately gave an apologetic smile. "I was just going to give a simple account of that guy's influence, but he's just too awful, and I don't know where to stop. I'm really sorry that you had to listen to so much irrelevant stuff."

Shut up, blonde twin-tailed girl! That awful senior you've been talking about is right in front of you! I had no idea you harbored such a deep grudge against me...

But without a doubt, Eriri is telling the truth now. Kirito is a little troubled for a moment. But Eriri can say a lot of bad things about herself at this level. If it were Kasumigaoka Utaha with her sharp tongue... she might go on and on until tomorrow.

No, let's not let this happen again.

"It's alright." Holding her cheeks, Kiriko tilted her head slightly. "Although she doesn't say many nice things, she does make people feel that this senior is very interesting."

"Ah, speaking of which, Kazuko... uh, may I call you that?"

"Sure, I'll call you Eriri too."

Ah, how come the non-existent Kirito Kazuko is closer to you than your classmate Kirito Kazuto? What a strange world!

“My mother just told me that you are the author of ‘Black Album’, Fujiwara Tsukuyuki, and the senior I mentioned is also from Rouge en rouge, with the pen name Fujiwara Echizen… Eh, you two should know each other, right?” Eriri looked at Kiriko with a probing gaze, her smile becoming increasingly forced.

Oh no! What do we do now?

Although I anticipated this from the beginning, I wasn't prepared for what to do when the time came!

Does she really have to become my sister?

Haha, how could you...?

“That’s my Nissan, Kiritani Kazuto.”

Oh no! What should I do next? Should I prepare for the few scenes where Kirito Kazuko actually appears? Or should I just give up on the sophistry and let Eriri know that I am Kirito Kazuto?

No! No way! If she finds out in this situation that I'm actually dressed as a woman, I'll be laughed at for three years!

Using her folding fan to cover her face, which had lost its smile, Kiriko tried her best to keep her tone from changing too much in order to avoid suddenly revealing her true feelings. "You might not believe it, but actually my relationship with Nii-san is not good, so please don't talk about me in front of him."

"Eh, eh? Is...is that so?" Seemingly greatly shocked, Eriri stared wide-eyed at Kiriko in disbelief, but ultimately nodded. "I absolutely will not tell anyone that I know you!"

This couldn't be better...

"Well, because we don't get along well, we not only rarely see each other, but we also rarely talk about each other..."

Wait a minute! Why do I feel like the more I say, the more mistakes I make?

And Eriri, what's with your expression? Are you just imagining things? Don't expand your imagination like this!

"But it's nothing, so Eriri, you don't need to worry."

“…Uh, oh, I see.” Eriri paused slightly, having stopped imagining things. The girl in front of her still had a gentle smile on her pretty face, as if what she had encountered was not as she had imagined… Maybe she was a very strong girl?

"But if I had to say, Nii-san had a terrible day too. Akane-neechan forced him to get a long hair extension, and he's probably running around looking for a hair salon right now..."

"Huh, is that so?"

"Yeah, it's hilarious just to imagine it, isn't it?"

"...Indeed, it's quite funny, that guy running around the streets with his long hair down." Eriri's lips curled into a wide smile as she mentally recreated the scene.

Ah! Even though this is paving the way, why do I feel so urge to kill Eriri just because I see her smile?

"Nissan already looked a bit like a girl, but after getting hair extensions, he's gone far beyond that, hehe..."

"I'm strangely looking forward to it. I wish I could see him like this!"

No need to expect anything, because you've already seen it, thank you!

"By the way, who is this... Kazuko?"

P.S.: The Ghost Bullet arc didn't describe in detail how Kirito acted cute at all, how awful!

Requesting votes~ Requesting razor blades~ *slap*

134

[NO.132 My mood is about the same as after eating Ah Miao's roasted egg]

I've always been curious about just how unlucky a person can be.

We know of characters like Touma Kamijou, who is burdened with endless misfortune and has the worst luck in almost every episode, yet still manages to amass a huge harem; there's Sakura Kusakabe, who seems to die at least three times a day; and then there's Conan, who not only suffers misfortune himself but also drags those around him down with him...

Of course, Kirito's misfortune is that he becomes his own sister, just like those other protagonists who are unlucky to an extreme degree. But... becoming his own sister is bad enough, but to keep running into acquaintances is just asking for trouble, isn't it?

—I think you're making things difficult for me, the cheater!

……

The familiarity of the voice was unmistakable, and the fact that the person addressed her as "Kazuko" made it clear that this person knew the inside story.

"...It's me, Haruno-neechan." With a very calm expression, Kiriko tried her best to make her emotions seem more natural. Haruno Yukinoshita definitely knew about how I was tricked by Akasaka. After all, she and Akasaka had a very good relationship. Maybe this so-called plan was actually orchestrated by them because of the time they shot her in the face with a bottle of milk.

In short, this troublesome person is comparable to Haruno from Akasaka, and she definitely won't be content to play along with my act from now on.

But speaking of which, who is this young man next to Yang Nai—her boyfriend?

Really? Even if she is indeed very good-looking and her figure is more than a percentage taller than her sister's, finding a boyfriend shouldn't be any easier than finding a teacher like Ms. Xiaojing!

"Ah~ It really is Kazuko-chan~ It's been so long!" Without hesitation, disregarding her ladylike demeanor, Haruno threw herself into Kiriko's arms, nuzzling against her chest affectionately, and said energetically, "Haruno-neechan, I missed you so much~"

The girl jumped into my arms and rubbed against my chest. Oh my god!

Knowing who I am, you're still pretending like you're meeting your best friend. There's a limit to pretending, isn't there?

"Stop fooling around, Haruno-neechan! You need to be mindful of the occasion!" While saying this outwardly, Kiriko tried her best to maintain a natural smile, whispering in Haruno-san's ear, "Behave yourself! If you want to rub your chest, go home and play with your little sister. If you really can't, you can pinch your own. Now get out of here! And you'd better not come back!"

"Mmm~ I'm so excited, it's such a rare opportunity to meet." Nodding slightly, Ms. Yang pulled away from Kiriko's embrace, then took Kiriko's arm and whispered, "If you don't want to die, you'd better cooperate with me. I haven't settled the score with you for what happened last time. Besides, do you think I want to rub against your chest? Humph! It's as hard as a washboard. Even the classmate next to you has a bigger chest than you!"

"Shut up, you old hag! Just how far have things gone for you to compare me, a man, to a woman's breast size? Have you been socializing too much and filled your brain with mayonnaise?"

"Ha! I wonder who's acting more like a girl than me right now. And I'm covering for you. Believe me, the first thing I say will expose you?"

"If you want to try being soaked in Mengniu milk, just ask."

"Is that so...?" Ms. Yang's gaze shifted to Eriri, and without anyone seeing, she punched Kiriko in the back... no, she reached out and touched the smooth white silk under the slit of her kimono, gradually moving upwards, while Kiriko had to keep her expression unchanged throughout the process.

"Enough! Seriously... I'll be careful, take your hand off right now!" It's so shameful. Under normal circumstances, Kiriko would definitely kick Haruno away without hesitation, but the situation and circumstances are different now. If she really took that action... wouldn't all her previous efforts be wasted?

Absolutely, absolutely cannot let things turn out this way!

However, being touched on the thigh gave me goosebumps, especially in front of my classmates, being taken advantage of without anyone knowing. The shame was really intense... But then again, did this complete the research for a certain special subject?

With this intense sense of shame right now, if I were to draw an NTR doujinshi, I could definitely perfectly capture that feeling, right?

However, this is not the right occasion to draw a sketchbook...

"Now it's my turn to call the shots~" Slowly pulling her hand out from inside Kiriko's kimono, Haruno, who still maintained the elegant demeanor of a young lady, looked like a pervert at this moment.

Advice: No matter what kind of person you are, you must never accumulate too much pressure, otherwise you will become abnormal!

Like this Haruno, like Remy next door...

"You two have such a good relationship." Eriri, who felt that the current situation was a bit complicated but couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong, said while sipping her juice with a slightly uneasy expression.

"Oh my, Eriri~ It's been a long time." Temporarily putting aside her plans to fix Kirito, Haruno greeted Eriri.

“…We met just last month.” Even though Eriri doesn’t like to participate in these kinds of occasions, her father often hosts parties and such, so she has gotten to know quite a few people, and Haruno is one of them.

Of course, the relationship can only be described as having reached a good stage.

"So, can you introduce me to him?" The man who came with Yang Nai had a bright smile that made you want to shout "Explode, you social butterfly!" He slightly raised his hand and gestured towards Kiriko-chan, who was in a very bad mood.

"Kiritani Kazuko, a super popular author from Rouge en rouge, Fujiwara Tsukuyuki," Hinano introduced confidently, a hint of pleasure in her voice.

...Go to hell, Yoko!