Chapter 2 : You’re a man, why so arrogant?

By the time Arisugawa Yuu left his room, only ten minutes of the half-hour Kanon had given him had passed.

Seeing him emerge so quickly, Kanon crossed her arms with an air of superiority, striking a queen-like pose as a cold, disdainful smile graced her lips.
“Only ten minutes? You’re that fast? I heard that if you do ‘that sort of thing’ too much, your stamina gets shorter and shorter. Just how many times have you secretly thought about me over the years? I’m genuinely curious.”

‘You’re genuinely curious?’
‘Who do you think you are, some kind of noble lady?’

Though he desperately wanted to retort with that, Arisugawa Yuu held his tongue.

Even if his sister *was* some kind of noble lady, he wasn’t the energy-conserving Houtarou.

He was just an ordinary high school student who had been transported to this matriarchal world only seven days ago and still couldn’t get used to everything.

And “everything” definitely included getting used to his disobedient sister.

In response to his sister’s mockery, Arisugawa Yuu shot back irritably, “Setting aside the matter of my stamina, why would I have to be thinking about you?”

Kanon scoffed dismissively, saying nothing more, but casually swung her long, elegant legs.

Yuu noticed that the toenails on her bare feet were impeccably trimmed and painted with beautiful polish.
Her small, delicate toes were neatly aligned, and the lines of her entire foot were exquisitely graceful.

It wasn’t just the graceful lines; her flawless skin was as white as snow, yet possessed a soft, rosy glow that snow lacked.
A stray sunbeam happened to catch her foot just then, making her snow-white feet glisten under the morning light, as if whispering a silent temptation.

If—
Arisugawa Yuu was just saying *if*.

If he had a foot fetish, then yes, it was entirely possible he would be thinking about Kanzuki Kanon day in and day out.

But unfortunately for her, he didn’t believe he had such a proclivity.

However, a certain disobedient sister clearly thought otherwise.

Noticing his gaze, she said with a grin, “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”

Arisugawa Yuu rubbed his temples in frustration.

“I say, even though you’re only my sister in name, shouldn’t you rein it in a little?”

Hearing this, Kanzuki Kanon’s smile turned contemptuous.
“I’m the one in charge of this house. Who do you think is earning the money to support us?”

“You just wait and see. I’ll find a job, and then we’ll see who’s in charge.”

“Oh? A mere man dares to be so arrogant?”

“This isn’t arrogance. It’s just dissatisfaction with your behavior. Once I start earning money, I’m moving out and never having anything to do with you again.”

The next second, Kanzuki Kanon strode over barefoot, grabbing Arisugawa Yuu by the collar.
Her smile was cold and dangerous.
“My dear brother, I wonder if you understand something. My patience has its limits.”

With his sister gripping his collar, Arisugawa Yuu finally noticed how tall she really was.
By his estimation, she was probably around 176 cm.

The consequence of this height was that the ample snowy mounds, which her wide collar failed to conceal, were presented to Arisugawa Yuu in all their glory.

The deep, snowy-white valley made his breath quicken involuntarily.

‘This is bad.’

After a single glance, Arisugawa Yuu averted his eyes and said in a low voice, “No matter what you think, I will move out.”

Arisugawa Yuu swore he had only taken one look.

However—

His sister’s sensitivity was far beyond his imagination.

Kanzuki Kanon released his collar, instead pressing her hand against her own.
Her tone was infuriatingly smug.
“What a shame, my dear brother. If you were a little more obedient, I wouldn’t mind letting you have a look.”

“Who would want to look at something like that.”

“Oh?”
Kanzuki Kanon chuckled softly, slightly lifting one of her snow-white legs.
“I forgot, you’re a perverted leg-con.”

“Could you please stop slapping labels on people like that?”

Ignoring whatever Arisugawa Yuu said, Kanzuki Kanon continued to lift her skirt slightly, revealing a large expanse of flawless white skin underneath.
Her smile was both scornful and alluring.
“Is that so? Don’t you want to lick it? It’s much more exciting than secretly using my worn socks to fuel your imagination.”

“I told you, I’m not that kind of pervert.”

Hearing his firm denial, Kanzuki Kanon sighed with a hint of boredom.
“Fine, you’re no fun like this. Hurry up and go make me breakfast.”

****

Arisugawa Yuu was halfway through cooking when he heard the sound of light footsteps.

While tossing chopped scallions, ginger, and garlic into the hot oil to release their fragrance, Arisugawa Yuu said without turning his head, “The food isn’t ready yet. Just wait a moment.”

Kanzuki Kanon mocked him without mercy.
“You finish ‘that sort of thing’ so quickly, yet you’re so slow at cooking?”

Once the aromatics were fragrant enough, Arisugawa Yuu added some dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns, then tossed the peeled shrimp into the wok.

“I didn’t do ‘that sort of thing’ you’re talking about this morning.”

Out of Arisugawa Yuu’s sight, Kanzuki Kanon, overwhelmed by the smell of cooking fumes, pinched her small nose and frowned.
“So it was last night then?”

Arisugawa Yuu’s hand, holding the spatula, paused for a moment.

“Not last night either.”

Kanzuki Kanon clearly didn’t believe him and said maliciously, “Is that so? I’ll go check later.”

Hearing his sister’s words, Arisugawa Yuu finally lost his patience.
He turned around and said irritably, “You can go check right now.”

Leaning against the doorframe, Kanzuki Kanon’s cool, pretty face revealed a mischievous smile.
“If I go now, what if you secretly drug my food? I don’t want to lose my virtue without knowing it.”

“Then don’t eat the food I make.”

Kanzuki Kanon snorted coldly, crossing her arms with a superior air.
“You’re not the one in charge of this house.”

Arisugawa Yuu was speechless and could only mutter under his breath, “Damn woman.”

Arisugawa Yuu turned back to continue cooking.

As retaliation against the infuriating Kanzuki Kanon, Arisugawa Yuu added extra chili sauce to the stir-fried shrimp.

A slightly choking aroma began to fill the air.

From behind him came Kanzuki Kanon’s cold complaint, “You know I don’t like spicy food.”

Arisugawa Yuu shrugged nonchalantly.
“Is that so? I don’t recall such a thing.”

Kanzuki Kanon’s voice grew even colder.
“You’re so inconsiderate towards your sister. How can you expect me to have a good attitude towards you?”

Arisugawa Yuu turned his head back.
“And what do you call ‘being considerate’?”

Kanzuki Kanon first smiled innocently, looking both pure and alluring, then parted her ruby lips and said slowly,

“My requirements are simple—at home, you must listen to your sister; outside, you are not allowed to speak to other women.”

Without a second thought, Arisugawa Yuu refused.
“Sorry, I can’t do either of those things.”

Kanzuki Kanon wasn’t surprised by Arisugawa Yuu’s reaction at all.

She didn’t say much, but walked barefoot to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took out a bottle of Coke and a glass.

Just as Arisugawa Yuu was wondering what she was about to do.

He saw—

Kanzuki Kanon first placed the transparent glass on the tiled floor, then twisted open the cap of the Coke bottle.
She then held her flawless, snow-white foot over the rim of the glass and… the unsealed Coke slowly trickled down her pearly-white foot, pooling into the glass below.

‘What kind of stunt is this?’

‘Washing her foot with Coke?’

Arisugawa Yuu was completely bewildered.

Seeing Arisugawa Yuu in a daze, Kanzuki Kanon bent down, picked up the glass of Coke, and held it to his lips.

She parted her ruby lips, her voice no longer cold but filled with a devilish temptation.
“My dear brother, if you can be a little more obedient, this glass of Coke is your reward. And, I can do this for you every day from now on. What do you say, are you moved?”

Arisugawa Yuu: “???”

Arisugawa Yuu guaranteed that while there were undoubtedly perverts who would consider such a glass of Coke a reward, he was definitely not among them.

Whether it was the legendary “stocking milk tea” or the glass of Coke in front of him now.

In his opinion, it was truly nauseating.

Really!!