Chapter 37: Remember My Taste Well!

Arisugawa Yuu had originally planned to meet Yukino Sora for a stroll in Shibuya, but she declined, claiming she had things to do during the day and couldn’t go out.

In the end, they agreed to meet at a café near Yukino Sora’s house at 5 p.m.

Inside the girl’s room—painted entirely in pink—Yukino Sora set down her phone and stared at the powder before her. She turned to the white cat floating in midair and asked: “Perverted cat, are you sure this powder you got me actually works? I turned down Yuu-nii’s invitation to hang out—*on purpose*. If this doesn’t work, I’ll have lost big.”

The white cat rolled its eyes with a very human-like expression of disdain: “Relax, my dear master. After your beloved Yuu-nii eats this, for the next three hours, he’ll be more obedient than a dog you’ve raised since puppyhood—and he won’t remember a thing that happened. Do whatever you want with him.”

Hearing this, Yukino Sora blushed, her heart fluttering with both shyness and anticipation: “It’s *that* powerful?”

“Of course. I went out of my way to get this from a special source. It works even on espers—your Yuu-nii’s just an ordinary human. It’ll be even more effective on him.”

“Alright.” Yukino Sora nodded, then hesitantly asked, “If it’s strong enough to affect espers… won’t it hurt Yuu-nii’s body?”

“Don’t worry, Master. This powder only alters a person’s thoughts. No other side effects.”

“Okay…” Hearing this, Yukino Sora’s face turned even redder. She unconsciously pressed her legs together, her mind already racing with anticipation of what would happen tonight.

But… was it really that effective?

Could it be an exaggeration?

If it didn’t work, wouldn’t she suffer complete social humiliation?

Thinking this, she asked cautiously: “Hey, perverted cat… what if I just… increase the dose a little?”

The white cat gave a very human-like eye roll: “My dear master, if you use too much, you’ll turn your beloved brother into a drooling idiot who thinks of *nothing* but you.”

“Alright…” Yukino Sora sighed, slightly disappointed. A few seconds later, she muttered dreamily, “But if I *did* turn Yuu-nii into an idiot who only thinks of me… wouldn’t that mean I could keep him all to myself forever?”

“???”

The white cat stared at her with utter disbelief.

Yukino Sora realized she’d just sounded *way* too obsessive.

She sighed. “Forget it. Let’s just try it as-is first.”

Hearing this, the white cat raised a paw, voice trembling slightly: “My dear master… you don’t mean to say that *if* it works… you’d actually go through with turning your beloved Yuu-nii into a drooling idiot, do you?”

“Why not? Even if he becomes an idiot and stays by my side forever, it’s still better than letting some other woman steal him away.”

The white cat sighed deeply, gaining a new understanding of just how dangerously possessive its master truly was.

After hanging up, Arisugawa Yuu thought for a moment, then decided to go home.

Though his so-called sister wasn’t exactly endearing and had a terrible personality, she was still his sister—family he couldn’t just cut ties with.

If he came back only once and completely avoided her, it might look suspicious.

Besides, Miyamizu Rin clearly knew Kanzuki Kanon. His unpleasant sister was definitely hiding more than met the eye.

Miyamizu Rin had told him to spend time with his sister—probably as a way of giving Kanon some closure.

He sent her a message: “I’m back.”

Her reply came instantly: “My dear brother, you actually remember to come home?”

“If you don’t want me back, I don’t care.”

“You dare?”

“You can’t control me anymore.”

“Hahaha~ My dear brother, would you like to see the photos from our last kiss? I’ve saved quite a few. I’m sure you wouldn’t want anyone else to know you’re a pervert who’s into his own sister, would you?”

“……”

“Thirty minutes. Get back here.”

That damn woman!!!

Even though *she* was the one who forced the kiss, something like kissing your sister was still humiliating if it got out.

Gritting his teeth, Arisugawa Yuu headed home.

His current location wasn’t close at all. Taking public transport would definitely take longer than thirty minutes.

Using the Wind-Riding Incantation wasn’t an option either—Miyamizu Rin’s warning still echoed in his mind.

With no choice, he called a taxi.

Taxis in Japan were notoriously expensive. Arisugawa Yuu winced at the thought of the fare.

He swore that once he entered the esper academy, unless absolutely necessary, he’d never deal with his unpleasant sister again.

Of course, doing that might make Kanzuki Kanon send those kissing photos to Miyamizu Rin.

He’d have to deal with that when the time came.

Worry about the future later. Right now, he had to go back—otherwise, if Kanon sent the photos to Miyamizu Rin *now*, he wouldn’t be able to explain in time.

If Miyamizu Rin got angry and cut him off, he might end up getting attacked by a monster and die before he could even react.

When Arisugawa Yuu arrived, it was exactly thirty minutes on the dot.

He knocked on the door. It opened almost immediately.

Kanzuki Kanon stood at the entrance, arms crossed, smirking: “My dear brother, you’re so punctual.”

Arisugawa Yuu noticed she was dressed in a black pleated skirt and white blouse.

The blouse strained over her chest, the top buttons undone, revealing a deep, tempting cleavage. Beneath the black pleated skirt, her long, snow-white legs were wrapped in black thigh-high socks, lace trim at the top accentuating the flawless skin. Around her pale neck hung a black lace choker with a tiny bell—adorable, yet undeniably provocative.

Noticing his gaze, she didn’t mind at all. She even pulled the collar wider, exposing more dazzling white skin, and lazily asked: “Like what you see?”

Arisugawa Yuu ignored her question, meeting her gaze directly: “You made me rush back just to show me this?”

Seeing his expression, Kanzuki Kanon let out a soft, sultry laugh. She teasingly lifted her skirt slightly: “I’m wearing black today—see-through lace. Did you want to see *this*, brother?”

Arisugawa Yuu shook his head: “Sorry, I’m not interested in women with your personality.”

“Oh?” Her expression turned cold. “So Miyamizu Rin’s personality is better, is she?”

“Why bring up Miyamizu-senpai all of a sudden?”

“Miyamizu-senpai? Hahaha~ My dear brother, you call her that so affectionately.”

Calling her “senpai” was being affectionate?

Arisugawa Yuu frowned. Why did his sister seem so angry today, like she’d swallowed gunpowder?

As if reading his mind, Kanzuki Kanon sneered: “My dear brother, you’ve only known another woman for a few days, and you’re already ignoring my messages? Has your backbone finally grown?”

“……”

So that’s why she was so angry.

Kanzuki Kanon grew angrier: “You’ve fallen for that shameless woman Miyamizu Rin, haven’t you?”

Hearing her insult Miyamizu Rin, Arisugawa Yuu’s temper flared: “You can insult me all you want—I’m your brother, I won’t hold it against you. But don’t you *dare* insult Miyamizu-senpai.”

“Oh? Did I say anything wrong? You told me you weren’t interested in me—yet in just a few days, you’re already head over heels for her?”

“I’m not your personal property. Even if I *do* have something with Miyamizu-senpai, it’s none of your business.”

“Hahaha.” Kanzuki Kanon laughed bitterly. “Are other women really that good?”

“I don’t know about others. But Miyamizu-senpai *is* good.”

“Good, good.” Kanzuki Kanon jabbed a finger at him twice, too furious to speak. Her already ample chest heaved with anger, looking even more prominent.

Arisugawa Yuu thought—maybe it was for the best if they just broke things off now. No more contact, no more headaches.

But to his surprise, Kanzuki Kanon suddenly let out a soft laugh—and then, without warning, tripped him.

Caught completely off guard, Arisugawa Yuu fell to the floor.

And then—

Kanzuki Kanon straddled him, shoving her black lace underwear—somehow already removed—into his mouth, which had fallen open in shock.

“So other women are great, huh? No interest in me, huh? Fine, fine. Then let’s start by making sure you *remember my taste*. I told you—I get more excited the more you resist.”

Staring at the black fabric in Arisugawa Yuu’s mouth, now glistening with saliva, Kanzuki Kanon’s stunningly beautiful face wore a cold, cruel smile.