【Dad】, no results.

【Mom】, no results.

【Ayaka】, no results.

【Chiaki】, no results.

Fuyuno... you already know what comes next, don’t you?

Still clinging to a shred of hope, she typed one last word.

【Sister】

[Ten Reasons Why Little Sisters Are Better Than Other Girls] – 5ch

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[It’s Okay If She’s Your Sister, As Long As There’s Love] – micomico

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[Little Sister Love Diary] –  1.3GB

Carefully, she opened the folder and double-clicked an icon that looked like a game launcher,

And from that moment on, Fuyuno discovered a brand-new world.

A world meant only for adults.

A world far more exciting than toys or television.

She’d felt something similar before, while taking a bath, when that strange, tingling pleasure crept over her skin, soft as a feather brushing against her.

Her mother had warned her then, that such things were what bad children did.

And Fuyuno had obeyed. Because she, Hoshikawa Fuyuno, was a bright, obedient, precocious little girl.

But now, she wanted to try more of those things that made her feel happy all on her own.

She wanted to become a bad child.

One who didn’t listen to Mom and Dad.

Because she, Hoshikawa Fuyuno, really was a clever and precocious child.

After all her years in kindergarten and elementary school, after watching her brother’s story unfold, she came to understand something perfectly clearly,

Just like those foolish kids who cried for attention at school, it’s the ones who cry the loudest that get comforted and sweets.

Just like her brother Harutaki, who shut himself in his room, it’s the ones who make the biggest fuss... who end up receiving the most love.

Even as her sister Ayaka scolded her with that familiar refrain,

"You're supposed to be a smart, sensible, good girl who knows better, aren't you?"

Yeah, she thought. No matter what, a good girl gets scolded and lectured for the slightest mistake. But what about a bad kid?

After that person finally left his room... her brother, the one who had been ignoring everyone, the one who refused to go to school... he wasn't rebuked or criticized by their father or mother. He wasn't even blamed by her sister Ayaka...

Back then, she felt both miserable and furious. The heat rushed to her eyes in an instant.

*She*, Hoshikawa Fuyuno, was clearly the youngest child. She was the good kid who should have been everyone's beloved, the center of their doting attention.

Even as she gritted her teeth, desperately repeating in her heart that she was a smart and mature child, nothing like those crybaby brats, the tears still fell. They spilled from the corners of her eyes like water from a tap that wouldn't quite turn off.

Stop it. Stop. Don't cry!

But even if she could use both hands to cover her eyes and block the tears, could she really use those same hands to fill the hollow emptiness inside her heart?

Why... Why? Why?!

Didn't *he* bear some responsibility for turning this happy, wonderful home into what it was now?

How could this be fair?

Her picky eater of a brother... The brother who wouldn't eat the meals their mother and sister Ayaka worked so hard to cook if he didn't like them... The brother who wouldn't obediently wash his hair or bathe regularly... The brother who wouldn't rest or go to sleep on time...

Someone like that... How was it fair that he received comfort and encouragement from their parents and Ayaka-nee?!

But...

But... Brother had finally stopped locking himself in his room. Everyone could sit down and eat at the same table again. Surely... surely this house could go back to being the warm, happy place it once was, right?!

She, Hoshikawa Fuyuno, was a smart, precocious, but still naively hopeful, bad child.

However, the world is cruel. So cruel that just when a person harbors the most humble of hopes and expectations, it deals a heartless, painful blow.

Reality was that her brother, Hoshikawa Harutaki, had not returned to the right path. The Hoshikawa household had not returned to its former happiness and wholeness.

The siblings grew distant. Her father and mother had to prioritize work over family matters... And just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, her brother Harutaki ruthlessly smashed her expectations to the ground, trampling cruelly on the last remnants of sibling affection holding the family together.

That night, she and Ayaka found their missing underwear in Harutaki's room.

Even though they were just hidden in a desk drawer, without any strange stains or smells... Something like that was still completely unacceptable.

From that point on, Ayaka became increasingly short-tempered and impulsive. And her brother Harutaki... No, perhaps someone like that didn't even deserve to be called "brother" anymore.

After their parents left for their out-of-town jobs, he, Hoshikawa Harutaki,  didn't even bother to hide it. He played lewd games in his room. During holidays, aside from studying, he was either eating or hunched over his computer, jerking off.

The number of times represented by the used tissues was something even she, a bad kid who did it at most five times a week, found hard to believe.

Actually... after experiencing it so many times, doing it alone just wasn't stimulating or satisfying enough anymore...

She wanted to play too. She wanted to play those super satisfying "games" with her brother. She wanted her brother to be her first... She wanted...

But the "brother" in Hoshikawa Fuyuno's heart was definitely not that gloomy, greasy, perverted Hoshikawa Harutaki. It was the cute, pretty brother from her childhood. It was the gentle, considerate brother like the ones in games.

Unfortunately, something that plunged her into even deeper despair happened that winter, not long after she had just started middle school.

If it weren't for the stolen underwear incident, which made her cautious enough to remember to lock the bathroom door before changing and bathing... then the tall figure repeatedly pulling and pushing at the bathroom door might have left her with more than just a few days of nightmares and fear...

That idiot sis-con Hoshikawa Harutaki actually went to Ayaka, then Chiaki, and then finally to her, begging to take a look at their bodies.

"Even just your chests would be fine..."

Watching him prostrate himself in a dogeza, she couldn't help but think it was both ridiculous and pathetic.

Even though many great people in the world have said that lust is one of the main drivers of human progress, and everyone is somewhat open to talking about related topics... Hoshikawa Harutaki's desperate, horny thoughts and actions were simply the lowest of the low! The most tasteless!

What was so satisfying or enjoyable about this kind of perversion?

What was the point of a brother like this even existing?

She, Hoshikawa Fuyuno, was a smart, precocious, but still naively hopeful bad child.

And so, on December 31st of last year, she vaguely remembers it was a cold winter day with a thin layer of snow on the ground, during that rare New Year's Eve when all five of them, her parents, Ayaka, Chiaki, and her, went together to Meiji Shrine for the New Year's visit...

She made a truly wicked wish to the gods, in her identity as a bad child.

The line of people rushing to Meiji Shrine for their first visit of the New Year was endless. After waiting in line for nearly an hour and performing the ritual hand washing, she finally reached the spot for worship and prayer.

Watching the other citizens sincerely offering their prayers, asking the gods for family health and happiness, for career success and financial prosperity, for love and to become happily coupled with their sweethearts... She couldn't help but think, Yep, Fuyuno really is a bad kid, isn't she?

She gave a slight bow first, tossed a 5-yen coin into the offering box, then grabbed the thick hemp rope and shook the bell vigorously.

Next, following the proper etiquette, she bowed deeply twice more, then clapped her hands seriously twice,

Oh gods, please give me a handsome, fun, considerate, and gentle big brother... Mmm, and preferably one with a super amazing, huge dick.

After making this overly greedy wish to the gods, she bowed deeply one last time, using the gesture to thank the gods for listening.

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