Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>3204867

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3204867

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3204867

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>3204867

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>3204867
NOICE.

>>3204883
>>3204889
>>3204910
>93
Forgot mention that dice rolls are best of 3s.

Writing...

>>3204920

The girl doesn't hesitate to go back a step, slightly alarmed by my sudden action; this repeats till we reach the back of the room. Unnerved, she said: "I-Is something wrong?" glimpsing from my gloved hands to the rest of my body.
In one swift motion, I grab a hold of her neck, squeezing ever-tightly. The force of my grasp pushed her against the wall, knocking out any breath that she may hold and expending any amount left. "G-Gahch!" she uttered in reaction, trying to sound a loud reverberance.
Before another set of panicked speeches escapes her throat, I shove her to the ground, further inhibiting her to speak. This was the last straw for her as she is now jostling about, trying to fight back. My confidence in my strength is founded, me being a lot stronger than I appear.
With every attempt to scream, I tighten my fingers harder and slam her head to the tiles. Her soft voice gradually turns into gurgles, her instincts fading away. The girl's light legs cannot lift themselves from mine, pinned; her short arms slap me with no saving result.
Soon, when time unfroze itself, she stops. Eri stops. Eyes glazed and heavy bruising left by my gloves. Quick did I start the rest of my work. With a grin no less.

The duffel bag was the largest I can find at the mall. Well, the largest one to not make me look suspicious; a sports kind.
Stuffing Eri's body proved to be a small challenge. Her figure pokes out at the sides that's left by imprinting joints-- knees and elbows.
Thankfully, her weight is nothing to me. I hang the bag over my shoulders and store the gloves in my skirt's pocket. Tonight is going to be a lot longer than planned...

> Dump Eri in the school's trashcans.
> Take her to the nearby bridge. You can dunk her in the river.
> Throw Eri's body in some deep alley.
> Other/Write-in

>>3204991
>> Dump Eri in the school's trashcans.
But first put a lot of insect repellent in the bag. You don't want crows, rats or cats opening it.

>>3204991
>> Take her to the nearby bridge. You can dunk her in the river.

>>3204991
> Take her to the nearby bridge. You can dunk her in the river.

>>3204991
> Take her to the nearby bridge. You can dunk her in the river.

>>3205061
>>3205066
>>3205075
>Roll 1d100

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3205103

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>3205103

Gonna give ya a pair o' cement shoes, see? Nyeah!

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>3205103

>>3205111
>>3205121
>>3205220
>91

Writing...

>>3205225
>98
My bad.

>>3205228

The weather is calm under the dark sky. Winter has long since passed, as the winds warm up in April's time. Taking a look on my phone, right under its clock, are messages from Eiji. Although short, I can feel the worry that lays within them; seeing his text bubbles replaces the previous fire in my heart with a flowery happiness. "Soon," I thought, momentarily forgetting the sizable bag on my right shoulder. Luckily, no one's out here to point it out.
I bring Eri to the suburbs' bridge. It's suspended over a sluggish river, built to last with no visible damage. I can remember this place for as long as I can recall; many times did I rock myself on its rails when I was young. Now, sadly, this very bridge will serve as a watery reminder.
I leave the duffel bag for a couple of minutes to grab some heavy rocks from under the structure, tying them with a crude cord to turn them into weights. I only need to tip the bag over for it to sink. And so I did.

Eri, along with the rocks, splashes into the water. There was no time for her to float, for the rocks pull her down into an unseeable depth. I stood there throughout the sight until the sack that contained her body meshed under the aquatic plants, weeds, and gravel.
I chuckle under my breath. I do not know why. But thinking of her extinguished existence, one who tried to sway my brother, just felt relaxing enough for me to laugh. I can only see the refracted reflection of my golden hair instead of Eri now; that fact puts me to loose rest.

> Go immediately home.
> Pick up some things at the convenience store first.
> Other/Write-in

>>3205275
>> Go immediately home.

>>3205275
> Go immediately home.

>>3205275
>> Go immediately home.

>>3205281
>>3205290
>>3205305
>Roll 1d100

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>3205341
Wee~

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>3205341

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>3205341

>>3205344
>>3205345
>>3205349
>28

Going to sleep. Will be back around 7 to 11-ish am, PST.

Rolled 81 (1d100)

Nice to have you back!

>>3205341

Bet Nawa is having some feeling of dejavú right now.
Although i feel that that this was a full reboot of the original quest.

>>3205354

Mindlessly, I hum my way to home; the tune echoes a short way through the street before dissipating. A sway to the left and then to the right. Like a dancing moonflower.
"Hope he didn't take a bath yet~" I said to myself. "Though, if he did, then I'll have to make it up by sleeping with him~ Ah, I can't wait!"
Under my voice, I pick up a faint sound from a ways behind. Stopping in place, I quickly examine the surrounding area with heightened senses. No matter how much I looked, the 'pattering' couldn't be found. After a minute or two, the sound soon resembled...footsteps. A fast sequence; is someone running?
Sparing no time, I hide in a space by the neighborhood's sidewalk-- a small alley between two walls. Waiting, I keep my eyes peeled for the intruder.

"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" It was a male voice, but the whining was mismatched in the ways of a choir.
Another set of voices follows. This time, of girls. "Sana, provide fire from behind while we catch up to him! He doesn't have much strength left, so let's wrap it up quick. HQ doesn't like a messy job."
"Orlean, take it easy. Either way, got it."
Ducking even lower, a thin volley of rays shoot in an incredible speed overhead. The man's running is getting closer. He then shouts, talking to himself like this is his final moment on Earth. "Dammit! Sucks to be the lowest! Even for a prince! Amon didn't tell me that my legion would be taken out in but a week! G-GuRahk!" he cried, as if something pierced his body.

"Thunk." Without noticing, a man's body falls to the ground. Gravity doesn't take mercy, damaging the head on the heavy way down. Blood forms a splattered puddle in haste , leaking towards all directions which included mine.
Upon closer inspection, the man doesn't look like a human at all. The view left me absent until I seize myself from my own wandering absorption.
Complex horns protrude from the being's goat-like head. Hoofs tip the end of its feet and claws decorate its hand. The thing that could pertain to a man is its regal cloak, battered and worn.

The voice of the girls start to come closer. The situation only made itself harder to understand. "H-Huh?!" I peeped, seeing that the monster's eyes are now locked on me. The demon whispered something. Something that I could not hear before throwing an item at me. "A ring?" copying the quietness of its voice.
Connecting our sight again, it then grins devilishly. "...Take my mantle, would ya?" it said in expectation. It said in its final breath.

> Pocket the ring and run back home.
> Stay around and continue hiding.
> Other/Write-in

>>3206156
>Pocket the ring and run back home.

>>3206156
> Pocket the ring and run back home.

>>3206156
>Pocket the ring and run back home.

>>3206160
>>3206175
>>3206202

Automatically, I pocket the ring and run into the opposite direction. The sight is still stuck in my mind, however, it wasn't long for it to disappear without a second thought. It's more strange than horrifying; I presume that anyone else wouldn't be able to keep their mouths shut, or believe what they had seen.

Back at home, I unlock my house's door to find everything as normal as it can be. As it should be. My father's sitting on the couch with a newspaper in his hands, reading in secluded silence. Taking off my shoes, I make myself known. "I'm home!"

Father jumps from my call, turning around. "Oh, Nawa. I've been wondering where you've been. Eiji said that you were off somewhere else when he returned alone."

"Just...some extra work back at school. Nothing bad. Cleaning up stuff and so on," I replied. "Did Eiji have my school bag too?"

"Yeah. He dropped it off by your bedroom door. Dinner's in the refrigerator, Nawa. And Mom won't be here till later on, like usual," smiling gently.

I nod, "Un. Thanks."

Fixing up myself some food, I go into my bedroom right after. The mirror there shined back the meager light from my green eyes before I lifted the light switch. Just as Father said, my school bag was rested by the door; paying no heed to the baggage, I toss it by the foot of my bed.

> Inspect the ring.
> Visit Eiji.
> Look at yourself in the mirror.
> Other/Write-in

>>3206267
>Look at yourself in the mirror.
>Then visit Eiji

>>3206269
This.

>>3206269
>>3206299

I bate the thirst in my throat to instead look at myself in the mirror. It's not good to rush things for him, so I have to present myself in the best way imaginable. "I still need to shower," I muttered, fixing my hair that stays frizzled after that abnormal, seemingly fantastical event. Recounting the situation feels more and more like a daydream.
I empty my pockets of the gloves and ring to straighten out my skirt, patting my lap as I cautiously pretty up my figure. His image is wholly engraved into my eyes, occupying my head throughout the process. Even now, I'm still conscious about how he sees me. What will happen if he comes upon...

> ...The box full of his pictures. In spite of the amount, it's still not enough.
> ...The costumes in the closet. Each and every one of them made to fit his interest.
> ...The collection of dolls. I have yet to capture his image.
> Other/Write-in

>>3206459
>> ...The costumes in the closet. Each and every one of them made to fit his interest.

>>3206459
>...The costumes in the closet. Each and every one of them made to fit his interest.

>>3206459
> ...The collection of dolls. I have yet to capture his image.

>>3206459
> ...The costumes in the closet. Each and every one of them made to fit his interest.

>>3206459
> ...The costumes in the closet. Each and every one of them made to fit his interest.

>>3206502
>>3206563
>>3206572
>>3206603

What will happen if he comes upon the costumes in my closet? Surely, he'll like them, right? Each and every one are made to fit his interest, so the chances of seeing me as a woman would be high, y-yes? Recently, he's gotten a taste for military-esque girls, but I have yet to gather the materials and clothes...It'll definitely worth it. Absolutely. Rightfully!
Pumped up with a confident purpose, I make my way to Eiji, completely forgetting the ring on my desk. I'll see to it eventually, however, my darling little brother is more important than some piece of jewelry. Who knows what it is, let alone being given from a borderline demon of all things. Ugh, I just want to forget about that happening.

Cracking open Eiji's door, I peer into his room. He's ignorant of my presence, enamored with a magazine in his hands. "Naughty, naughty~" I quietly said, "It really saddens me that you spend all of your time looking at other females while having a completely better one in your house. My chest is the real deal in comparison with those fake boobs!"
I push the door; on reflex, Eiji tries to hide the magazine, but to no avail, as I have appeared without warning. "N-Nawa, you're here?"

> "Yup~ I may have been late, but now is the time to make up for it."
> "Why the cherry cheeks, Eiji?~ Fufu, come here~"
> "What's that behind your back? You know that I don't like secrets."
> Other/Write-in

>>3206649
>"Why the cherry cheeks, Eiji?~ Fufu, come here~"

>>3206649
>> "What's that behind your back? You know that I don't like secrets."

>>3206649
> "Why the cherry cheeks, Eiji?~ Fufu, come here~"

>>3206649
>"Why the cherry cheeks, Eiji?~ Fufu, come here~"
Then when we have him in our clutches
> "What's that behind your back? You know that I don't like secrets."

>>3206649
>> "Why the cherry cheeks, Eiji?~ Fufu, come here~"
>> "What's that behind your back? You know that I don't like secrets."
goes hand in hand

>>3206655
>>3206656
>>3206663
>>3206664
>>3206727

"Why the cherry cheeks, Eiji?~ Fufu, come here~" I first said, sitting on his bed and waiting to receive him.
Seeming as if there's no other option - as I can easily catch him if he does try to escape - Eiji obeys me. He closes the distance between us, keeping the gravure magazing behind him awkwardly while my arms wrap around him on the bed. Soon, my hugging forced him to lay on my lap.
"What's that behind your back? You know that I don't like secrets," I inquired, Eiji still visibly holding onto the book.
"It's...It's..." He goes through his head to think of a lie, but fails. "P-Please don't tell Mom."

> "I won't, Darling. But you'll have to throw it away. You know why, don't you?"
> "I won't, Darling. Though, can you tell me how much you have? I haven't clean the house much recently."
> "I won't, Darling. But tell me, what do like about those pictures?"
> Other/Write-in

>>3206738
>"I won't, Darling. But tell me, what do like about those pictures?"

>>3206738
> "I won't, Darling. But tell me, what do like about those pictures?"

We. Will. Succeed this time.

>>3206774
we were rather decent last time.

>>3206774
We didn't really NOT succeed last time, we got fucked over because our asshole patron got impatient, so we went independent after our BFF got us out.

>>3206786
>>3206787
But the point remains. We didn't succeed.

>>3206838
but we did succeed -sort of-. the bathroom scene was a solid win for us.

>>3206838
We'll succeed when we either get him to love us and us alone or we rape him until hearts appear in his eyes.

>>3206838
Through no particular fault of our own, is my rebuttal. Not to mention our 'mission' was still clearly underway. The quest was just stopped partway through- and now we hopefully have a chance to see it through entirely.

>>3206845
That's progress but not victory anon.

>>3206850
I know anon, I'm not blaming anyone. I'm was just motivating us.

>>3206852
yeah, but to imply that we didn't succeed before is false. Like >>3206850 says, the quest just stopped.

>>3206748
>>3206774

"I won't, Darling. But tell me, what do you like about those pictures?" I asked, concealing my disdain for such sluts. How dare they taint Eiji's eyes.
"I-It's embarrassing to say, Onee-san...Are you sure?"
I shake my head in the affirmative, "Yes, yes~ Tell me, please." To comfort him, I then start stroking his hair; the same hue of gold as mine.
Eiji looks into my own eyes, breaking our line of sight due to a clear reluctance. "They have...Th-They look like you," he said softly, further averting his vision from me.

> "Ho? In what way?"
> "Well, why read that magazine if you have me instead?"
> "I understand~ You're a growing man, after all."
> Other/Write-in

>>3206858
I know, I didn't say we failed anon.

...I love how the girls basically hung themselves in terms of how we'd see them, and they had nothing to blame but their own actions, even though they didn't really do anything super bad or crazy. It was just...circumstances aligned and we made a logical (if somewhat extreme) extrapolation. Hope we get that again.

>>3206865
> "Well, why read that magazine if you have me instead?"

That's as good of a signal as any. GO! GO! GO!

>>3206865
>"Ho? In what way?"
we're gonna make the poor's boy face melt.

>>3206874
Lets tease him a little bit more. If we do it too fast he will bolt away.

>>3206865
>"Huh? But I am right here... Would you like it if I..." and dig at our clothing a but

>>3206872
They were in the process of forming a harem for him. That's already a death flag for me. But yeah, the following events didn't help either.

>>3206865
>> "Well, why read that magazine if you have me instead?"

>>3206874
>>3206879
>>3206884

"Well, why read that magazine if you have me instead? I'm all here...Would you like it if I..." Wondering, I lean closer to Eiji, his body trapped within the grasp of my right arm; with my left, I undo a few buttons on my uniform to give a peek of the real deal that is in front of him.
"N-No, er, could you stop, O-Onee-san," Eiji refuted. "W-We're siblings. Even though I said that, it doesn't mean l-like that!"
I halt my advance, showing a quick frown that, thankfully, Eiji didn't notice. Still, I leave my uniform partially undone; switching gears, I pull him closer to appreciate his lemon scented locks. "You showered before me?"
"Yeah." Recomposed, he goes on, "Is something wrong?"

> "You have to wait for me, you know? We always bathe together."
> "...Were you lonely?"
> "It's nothing, Darling. Just let me hold you~"
> Other/Write-in

>>3206950
>"You have to wait for me, you know? We always bathe together."

>>3206950
are we actually always bathing together?
how old is the protagonist and her brother?

>>3206966
Nawakubi's 18y/o, a 3rd year in school.
Eiji's 16y/o, a 1st year in school.

>>3206971
and the first question?

>>3206966
As you can infer, we wanna fuck our brother and make him love us, so we'll take whatever chances we get, no matter how outlandish they are.

>>3206988
Yes, more so forcefully.

>>3206989
yeah, I got that. But as I haven't been around for the previous run I lack a significant amount of context

I'd suggest going on a different approach than full force.

>>3206950
>pout, and be sad
>"You want to look girls like me, but not bathe with me anymore? What's going on, Nii?"

>>3206950
>"You want to look at girls like me, but not bathe with me anymore? What's going on, Eiji"?

>>3207036
>I'd suggest going on a different approach than full force.
We tried last time and it was working, but also previous Eiji was WAY more cautious of us and our advances and had no "real" interest in us. Current Eiji is easier and probably makes the anons think that we can get away with a bolder apporach.

>>3207087
Do you think he's just being dense that he likes us or do you think he's aware of his attraction and is actively trying to deny himself of it? If it's the second, how do we overcome it?

>>3207148
I'm gonna say its an unconscious "B". As for how to overcome it.... I say that we begin making physical contact normal again and then we can move into other stuff.

>>3207188
>>3207087

I hope it's not too easy this time...I liked how Eiji was pretty realistic with his behavior before and found us kinda squicky/weird, even though he still loved us as a family member.

>>3207314
He already admitted he likes us. Other than throwing himself at us, it can't get easier.

>>3207323
Blah.

>>3207036
>>3207067

I pout, "You want to look at girls like me, but not bathe together anymore? What's going on, Eiji?"
"Nothing, Onee-san. It's just that I want to be bit more independent. Only a little bit. I-I don't want to come across as rude, but with how you are, it kinda makes it hard to become so. I realize how strange we are together in comparison to others too."
"Is that bad?"
"Hmm...No, it's not. Definitely not." Eiji then continues with you in mind, "We don't fight like others, we spend a lot of time together not like others. And to add, you're always right. Everything seems to go very perfect, even if Suzukawa-san was around. Like a dream."

> "Don't worry. It's just that I know better, Eiji. I know better than anyone else in the world. Your lack of independence is only an insignificant affect. If you keep following me, then things will always be right~"
> "You think too much, Eiji. Though, very thoughtful. I appreciate that part, but know that we are normal. This is normal."
> "An explanation is too abstract, I must say. However, it's simply because of love~ I hope you know how much I love you, and that I'll do anything for you."
> Other/Write-in

>>3207483
>> "Don't worry. It's just that I know better, Eiji. I know better than anyone else in the world. Your lack of independence is only an insignificant affect. If you keep following me, then things will always be right~"

>>3207483
>> "You think too much, Eiji. Though, very thoughtful. I appreciate that part, but know that we are normal. This is normal."

>>3207483
>"Don't worry. It's just that I know better, Eiji. I know better than anyone else in the world. Your lack of independence is only an insignificant affect. If you keep following me, then things will always be right~"
>Nuzzle him and give him headpats

>>3207483
>continue to be sad about it "You don't want to... like... not be close to me anymore, do you?"

>>3207483
>continue to be sad about it "You don't want to... like... not be close to me anymore, do you?"
>Nuzzle him and give him headpats

>>3207492
>>3207497
>>3207500
>>3207509

"Don't worry. It's just that I know better, Eiji. I know better than anyone else in the world. Your lack of independence is only an insignificant affect. If you keep following me, then things will always be right~" I answered, nuzzling his neck and patting his head. Though, I cease those actions for another question. With a somber face I said: "Do you...not want us to be close anymore?..."
Eiji raises his hands to form a calming gesture. It was instantaneous, surprising even. Although, I am very joyful of the response. "Don't take it like that. I very much enjoy you. What I said was a thought I wanted to share, nothing more. Just a small doubt that I wanted you to know."

> Depart from Eiji and start going to sleep.
> Talk more "Write-in"
> Other

>>3207531
>"I enjoy you too, Eiji-nii." followed by cuddles

>>3207531
>"I enjoy you too, Eiji-nii." followed by cuddles
> Depart from Eiji and start going to sleep.

>>3207531
>"I enjoy you too, Eiji-nii." followed by cuddles
> Depart from Eiji and start going to sleep.

>>3207540
>>3207545
>>3207550

"I enjoy you too, Eiji~" cuddling him even more before departing.

After finishing a hot bath, I let myself fall on my desk's chair, wholly changed into pajamas. I sit there in silence, reminiscing of things already unable to be recollected. My contemplative state is interrupted when a finger taps the cold metal of the ring; brought back to reality, I take another long stare. This time of the small piece of jewelry whose origins is from the supernatural.

> Put it on. Eiji might like it on me.
> Ignore it.
> Other/Write-in

>>3207581
>Put it on. Eiji might like it on me.
Here we go!

>>3207581
How are we not at all phased by the supernatural?
sure, we just killed someone?
but that thing had horns like some demon
>ignore it

>>3207581
> Ignore it.

>>3207581
>> Ignore it.

>>3207595
Damn good question.

>>3207595
>>3207636
>>3207645

I retreat my hand, leaving the ring untouched. I'm more curious about that demon guy and what he meant when he spoke his last words. The other group of females voices too. For all I know, putting it on will usher in something that I've never asked for in the first place. Awfully fishy.
The way it died is a lot more merciful than how I did with Eri not too long ago. It was over the moment it got shot by that weird ray. As for her, it was a long struggle. "Ugh, makes me sick when thinking about her," I mumbled, remembering that day on Valentines. I am thankful that Eiji rejected her, but since then, I knew. I knew that she was dangerous for him. The way she talked, the way she smiled 'genuinely.' My suspicions have never failed me; she's just like any other whore who's after him. My adorable, loving brother; like hell that I'll let someone take him for her own! I'm the only one who can treat him right! Not some mediocre stock!

I sigh, exhausted from myself. "It's not good to think of those things. She's gone, and what has happened is best left alone," reassuring my mind that, in spite of knowing how I am, everything's going fine.
Switching the light switch off, I tuck myself in bed. The stars has revealed themselves, their light leaking through my window's blinds. I giggle; there was that one time where Eiji promised me a constellation when we were young. He never did, however, it's a memory that still leaves a sweet taste in my tongue.
He never shouted, never cried, never whined. He was obedient, more so with me than our parents...I want it stay that way forever. And maybe...we can take it one step further...

Consciousness escapes me. The sounds around me is nothing but white noise that is overshadowed by my loving dreams.

> Roll 1d100

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3207732

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>3207732

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>3207732

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>3207732
Check this nat 1 anons

>>3207737
>>3207840
>>3207857
>85

Writing...

>>3207863
That reminds me. Crits (1s and 100s) will be prioritized.

>>3207863
Hah, fuck you. We also never lose on Dream sequences. Its also probably one of the best things that happened.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2977432/

>>3207883

All dreams fade into obscurity upon a person's waking. I am not excluded from that fact.
Waking up, I rub my eyes while my ears is constantly harassed by the boisterous alarm on my phone. Relying on hindered mind, I turn it off; thereafter, I stretch under the trespassing sunlight.
Completing my morning rituals, I tend to Eiji who has yet to get up on his own. "Wakey, wakey~ It's morning, Darling," I greeted, slowly retrieving him from his own world of dreams.
"H-Huh? Oh, Onee-san," he said with one eye half-opened. Swiftly, he gets the memo, waking himself up faster than I. We soon march our way downstairs so I can fix each other breakfast.
"Smells good! Haha! I couldn't imagine a house without you or Dad." With two plates in my hands, Mother, too, comes down for food. She takes a seat on the opposite end of Eiji, waiting for me to serve her as well.
"Are you going to stay longer throughout the night again?" Eiji asked Mother.
"Yeah. At least it'll end when May comes around. Then, the workload will be easier. What about you, Nawa?~ Dad told me that you too were running late. 'Some cleaning up at school,' no?"
"Mhmm. Yeah, just that," laying a plate for her and finally taking my place beside Eiji.

> Share a few bites with him.
> Tease him.
> Do nothing. You have enough time on your way to school.
> Other/Write-in

>>3207943
> Share a few bites with him.
Please lets not tease him in front of mom.

>>3207943
> Share a few bites with him.

>>3207943
> Share a few bites with him.

>>3207971
>>3208000
>>3208023

Bringing a spoon from my own plate to Eiji, I happily offer him a bite. "Say, 'Aah~'"

Puzzled, although not being a rare action from me, he follows my words. "Er, 'Aah?'" biting down on the spoon once I had resed it in his mouth. Mother's audience makes it harder to chew for him.

"The two of you never change, do you? It's as if all the years that came by was packed into one day," she commented, scarfing down the food on her plate. Swallowing, Mother continued, "I've said this many times, but I can never let go how you're so cute together~ A little couple, eh? Kehahaha~!"

"That's a bit embarrassing, Mom," Eiji said, tipping his head downwards to the ground.

"Hmm? Don't be, Kiddo. It's just a sister-brother thing. Others do it all the time! What do you think, Nawa?"

'Oh. It's surely fine for us indeed~" I replied with a smile. "Just a sister-brother thing. Like you said, Mother."

She looks to her wrist, checking her watch. Her eyes widen, rapidly eating the rest of her food before jumping off the chair that she's seated in. "See ya, Kiddos. Can't be late for work now, can I? Have a good day at school!" she said before heading off to her car outside.

Not too long do both me and Eiji leave the house as well. Father was there to send us off by the doorstep, getting ready for his job too.
The serene, everyday walk to school is an indulgent moment for me; other students from our school don't show till we're closer to the campus. So for a handful of minutes, we're alone~

> Hang onto Eiji's arm.
> Ask if 'Suzukawa-san' accompanied him home yesterday.
> Comment on how mother's words are true. "A little couple, eh?"
> Other/Write-in

>>3208121
>Ask if 'Suzukawa-san' accompanied him home yesterday.

>>3208121
>> Ask if 'Suzukawa-san' accompanied him home yesterday.

>>3208121
>Ask if 'Suzukawa-san' accompanied him home yesterday.

>>3208121
> Comment on how mother's words are true. "A little couple, eh?"

>>3208126
>>3208134
>>3208139

"Did Suzukawa-san accompany you home yesterday?" I asked.

"Yeah, she did. Only halfway, though. Before running off to some ice cream stand. The usual sweet tooth of hers."

I sigh, "I'll have to scold her then. Seriously, I can't really trust her with you. The only thing that she's good for is her athleticism. Everything else is as dumb as a cat. Literally."

"Don't say that, Onee-san. We both know that she's good-natured, so why trouble yourself over her habits. She wouldn't hurt a passing worm or beetle."

"Correction: she would trip over herself to avoid them," I remarked. "The last thing I want is for you to get hurt because of her."

Eiji laughs awkwardly, "Haha...She's was always rough when at the sandpit while we were children. However, that's the cruelest she can be. Don't worry yourself over me too much."

> Roll 1d100

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3208203

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>3208203

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>3208203

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>3208203
>>3208205
QM's gonna give it to us.

well, here comes the pain train!

>>3208216
this is how we regain our scars

>>3208216
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBL5NZlu5jc&list=FLmIawcjiaZY3SkR-m_UUvoQ&index=2&t=0s

>>3208205
>>3208210
>>3208215
>1

"Woah, woah, woah! Look out! L-Look out!" warned a familiar voice. A playful, feminine one.

"What?" Eiij said, looking to his right where we had just arrived at the street's junction. Without a moment to acknowledge what was going on, he then gets ran over by a stray bicycle; the rider crashes onto the ground as well upon colliding with him.
It was a tall girl-- around 210cms give or take. Slightly tanned with short, pitch-black hair. Her eyes and mouth constantly resembles a feline...A feline grin.

"O-Oneko?!?!?-- Wait, Eiji?!" I shouted, horrified. Disregarding the catty girl, I kneel to my brother's side in a panicked state. "H-He's still breathing. But the asphalt marks...Aaahuaaah..." I mumbled, devolving into a lost mess.

> Carry him to school quickly so you can bring him to the nurse.
> Carry him back home. The both of you can skip a day or two.
> Put Eiji in a safe spot on the sidewalk. You need to punish the person who did this.
> Other.Write-in

>>3208270
>> Carry him back home. The both of you can skip a day or two.

>>3208270
>> Carry him back home. The both of you can skip a day or two.

>>3208270
> Carry him back home. The both of you can skip a day or two.

>>3208279
>>3208285
>>3208295

Lifting Eiji up with my arms, I run back the same way where we had came from. Suzukawa will be fine on her own. With how delicate my brother is, I cannot consider her for less than a second or two.
"Are you alright, darling?" I said to him, holding his head close to my bosom. He doesn't answer, unconscious and absent during my rushed movements. "It'll be alright, your onee-san is here. It's alright. It's alright," I went on, pretending that he answered me.

I told Father of what has happened when I arrived back at the house. Not knowing what to do, he takes out a first aid kit, instructing me to take Eiji to his bed while he fixed him up himself. He still had to attend his job, so before he left, Father gave the okay for me to stay with him. "Call me if anything goes wrong," he said before leaving. "I'll notify your mother too on my way out."

"Y-Yes! Surely!" I spoke back, preoccupied with Eiji's state. Once he was gone, I immediately take after my brother's bedside.

> Roll 1d100

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>3208418

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>3208418

Going to sleep. Will come back at the same time as before-- 7 to 11ish am PST.

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>3208418

>>3208537
Thanks for running QM. And also thank you for rebooting this quest.

>>3208418
dress up while he's unconscious and sneak ourselves a kiss

>>3208429
>>3208446
>>3208541
>>3209398
>95

Writing...

>>3209517 (You)

Under my urgent worry, I cannot help but look at Eiji with a predatory eye. He's unprotected, vulnerable; it's a perfect time to do anything I want with him, as he won't notice a thing when he wakes up. Hell, a little bit of drool left my mouth while I left myself staring, thoroughly enchanted. "He won't mind if it was a single kiss. Of course he won't mind...Ehehehe~" I stupidly laughed under my breath, ogling at his lips. Stroking his hair will not do now, it will not help calm this unsatisfied hole in me. This opportunity is laid before me, so why not take it?
Momentarily, I leave Eiji's room to dress into one of my costumes. A nurse's outfit that's one or two sizes smaller. Knowing that, I still put it on; in fact, it might help accentuate my womanly traits. A display to persuade-- that is, if Eiji wakes up during the act. Not that it'll become a bad situation. No, it'll actually be better if he does awake to such a perverted show~
"I'm back, darling~" I announced with vigor. Climbing onto the bed, I kneel over Eiji's body, "...Darling, you know that you can be honest with me, right? It wouldn't hurt to say that you love me, because I do." The sweet-talk of mine soon took control of me the longer I went on. And soon, I lean in for a kiss on the lips.
In spite of Eiji's lack of response, I enjoyed it to the last bit. A few more even, just for good luck!

> Sleep alongside him.
> Continue to sit at his bedside.
> Whisper into his ear. "Write-in"
> Other

>>3209606
> Other
Bathe him. He surely got all dirty from the bike crash.

>>3209606
> Whisper into his ear. "You are literally my world"
> Sleep alongside him.

>>3209616
Bathe may be too much, but yes, get him out of the dirrty clothes and clean him with a sponge and towel

>>3209616
This.

>>3209616
>>3209643
>>3209669
>Roll 1d100

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3209760

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>3209761

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>3209761

>>3209761
>>3209768
>>3209789
>76

I drag Eiji out of his bed to bring him to the bathroom. There, I carefully undress his clothes to start washing him, propping him up on the end of the tub. At this point, he's starting to wake; minor, incomprehensible words are produced while I slowly rub a sponge against his cheek. Snippets of the world that he is in.
I giggle, thinking that it might be about me. It must be. Does my current actions not affect his thoughts? Did my kiss possibly reach him?...I can't help but giggle more and more.
"Ah, there. All good," I spoke, finally washing off the remains of Suzukawa's tire marks. The bits of asphalt are harder to get rid off, but in the end, I did. Slightly, I see Eiji's eyes opening to see the ceiling. He isn't aware of what I'm doing yet, nor the bath.

> "Are you alright? You got hit on head really hard."
> "Am I scrubbing you too hard, darling?"
> "Go back to sleep. A patient must rest~"
> Other/Write-in

>>3209836
>"Go back to sleep. A patient must rest~"

>>3209836
>> "Are you alright? You got hit on head really hard."

>>3209842
+1

>>3209836
> "Are you alright? You got hit on head really hard."

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3209842
>>3209848

>>3209847
>>3209867

Coin flip.

>>3209907

"Are you alright? You got hit on head really hard," I questioned, messaging the site of the blow.

"Onee-san?" Eiji said confusedly. "...W-We're at the house?...A nurse's outfit?"

"Don't strain yourself, darling. I'm taking the day off to care for you. Just relax~"

His mannerisms show that he doesn't understand my words. But Eiji nods due to exercised trust in me, letting me resume with what I was doing. Upon finishing, I help suspend his body up on my shoulders to walk him into his room. Eiji said that he can change on his own, to which I disagreed.

"C'mon. You can barely keep a present mind. Let your onee-san help you."

Eiji waves his hand, "N-No, no. I'm alright. Besides, watching me change is, uh, uncomfortable. For privacy's sake."

I puff a cheek, "Mo~ Fine. At least call me if you need help, though. No matter how small."

My brother's door closing in front of me, I hear the lock clicking for me to move. I choose to wait in the living room, laying my sight on the overhead clock. Time sure passes by fast when one's fully absorbed; it's already a few minutes past midday.

Eiji comes back out, fresh with a new set of clothes. He mentions something that catches my attention in a full spin. "Onee-san, it this ring yours? It was on the ground."

> "Why, yes. Could you give it to me."
> "Eiji, can you drop it on the ground please?"
> "I got it from...'somewhere.' Do you think that it'll look good on me?"
> Other/Write-in

>>3209963
>"I got it from...the sidewalk. Do you think that it'll look good on me?"

Meanwhile Oneko Had to walk back to her house with a broken bike.

>>3209963
>> "Why, yes. Could you give it to me."

>>3209963
>"I got it from...the sidewalk. Do you think that it'll look good on me?"

>>3209963
>"I got it from...the sidewalk. I planned to put it in some lost and found." (lie)
We don't want him nor us wearing it

>>3209997
also: be wary because it was on the floor, we didn't leave it there, it may have a mind of its own

>>3209969
>>3209983

"I got it from...the sidewalk," I explained with meager truth. "Do you think that it'll look good on me?"

Eiji stares down at the ring, and then to me. "I think so. Sure. Have you tried it on yet?"

"No, I haven't." For some reason, I have this weird expectation for him.

"Then could I..." He hesitates, trying to gather up the confidence to request something of me. "Could I put it on your finger? I kinda want to see you wear it."

> Agree
> Refuse
> Other/Write-in

>>3210100
>Mentally imagine Eiji is proposing marriage to us.
>AGREE

>>3210100
>> Agree
Bad end here we go.

>>3210116
>Bad end here we go.
This whole thread was Nawa's dream trying to imagine a better life and now she wakes up all broken and battered.

>>3210100
> Agree

>>3210100
> Agree

Make sure he puts it on the right finger.

>>3210111
>>3210116
>>3210134
>>3210144

"Y-Yes!~" Quickly, I get off of the couch, "Wait here for a minute, darling. I'll need to change out of this costume!"

"Oh, yeah. Why do you have that kind outfit of on?" Eiji asked, but he wasn't given any answers, as I was already heading up the stairs.

Undressing myself, I search my closet for any other clothes that may fit the occasion. Unfortunately, I do not have any wedding dresses or the like. I'll have to settle with normal attire.
Once I have returned in a more appropriate dress, I, too, request Eiji for something. "Could you maybe act as if it's an engagement? P-Pretty please?" I said, shaking in unfounded excitement.

He tilts his head, "I don't understand."

"Just for pretend. Something before the real thing~" I hinted.

Eiji swallows his throat, getting the same idea. Somewhat. "Right," he agreed.

He kneels on one knee; I lower my right hand while Eiji presents the silver ring. I couldn't care about where it came from at this moment. My warm, beating heart distracts me from any concerns or potential consequences.
Despite empty of a surrounding crowd, both me and him experience a heavy weight upon ourselves. A weight in which we know what we are doing-- a sacred ritual for lovers. Eiji may not think of it in the same degree as I, but it'll only be a matter of time before he realize how perfect we are.
In one stroke, Eiji slides the piece of jewelry through my ring finger. The atmosphere restored between us, he gets up from the ground. I, on the other hand, examine my hand with drunken love.

> Roll 1d100

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>3210229

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>3210229

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3210229

>>3210240
>>3210243
>>3210245
>79

Caressing the ring, I come to be aware of a peculiarity.
I can't get it off; it fills free enough that I can just slide it back out, but something forbids its displacement. Something is resisting my efforts to take it out.

"What's the matter?" Eiji said, noticing my face's focused expression.

I look up to him, smiling as if everything's fine. "No, it's nothing, darling. Is it fine if I tend to my room now?"

"I'm not stopping you," was his reply.

Flashing another grin, I go up the stairs and once more into room. Now hidden from Eiji, I get rougher with my strength. However, my methods prove to be a failure, sticking on my ring finger in a parasite's grip.
Soon, my body begins to be coated in a dark light. It reached from my toes to the end of every strand of my hair. Nonetheless, I was alright.
The bandaging void disappears as fast as it came. My first reaction brought me to observe my appearance in the mirror seeing that my outfit changed into...

> "Write-in"

>>3210305
>"Write-in"
>Military princess -the latest trend that Eiji liked from anime.

>>3210305
>The same outfit plus eyepatch from the original Lovesick.

Whatever that was.

Wake up. Wake up and smell the ashes...

THE FUTURE REFUSED TO CHANGE

>>3210325
So the age old question returns... revolver or 1911? Or one of each?

>>3210305
>>3210320
Supporting

>>3210364
Single Action Army

>>3210364
Luger

personal opinion; Sokolovsky Automaster

>>3210128
You put this idea in my head and I kinda hope it happens now.

>>3210428
Why?

>>3210364
Why not a set of each for stylistic points? We are a magical girl after all.

>>3210466
the previous setting was fun, challenging and rather unique; we were a yandere that was basically set up to fail from the moment we got our powers and yet we were not only surviving but actually were on track to get our revenge and make our brother fall in love with us. I get that hairbrush wanted to clean some of the weirdest elements and dead ends from the that iteration, but at the same time it was fresh breath of air compared to the other settings that we being run at that time.

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>>3210320
>>3210325
>>3210386

A thick, leather coat hangs off of my shoulders. Under it is a princess' dress, or something like it. Styled after a high military uniform. Ornate and brimming with an invisible authority.
Although, decorated with gold trimmings and highlights, the blacking hue of blue makes it hard to stand out in the dark.
Till now, I feel something blocking the vision of my left eye; I feel at it, acknowledging that it's an eye patch, despite being healthy in both sides of my vision. A symbol of a heart is sewn into it with yellow embroidery. On my head, a hat that carries that same theme, another heart pictured at its front.

"D-Don't I look like that military chick?..." I said to myself, bending closer to the reflective glass. I can pick out a few resemblances of said character, one that appears in my brother's shows. Following that, I remind myself that he's into such fashion. Briefly, I was thankful for the development, but I set my mind to more important questions. The ring.

For the tenth time, I attempt to pull it out. And again it stays. It may have been a mistake, as the silver ring starts to burn my finger; the sensation crosses my body and up to my brain, piercing the back of my head in a ephemeral headache. Everything went white, and within that whiteness were four faces of four girls. They were all dressed in distinctive clothing, holding something in their hands to which I couldn't figure out. Towards them, an unrecognizable hate. An unfamiliar fear.

The next thing I knew, I saw myself crouching on the floor. The silver ring is still there, however, something else had taken place in both of my palms.

> A firearm.
> A ring of keys.
> A set of shackles.
> Other.Write-in

>>3210466

>>3210482
Basically this.

>>3210492
>> A ring of keys.
This sounds more interesting than the guns.

>>3210492
>A firearm.
It not only makes sense, but goes with the theme of military princess.

>>3210492
>> A firearm.

>>3210492
> A firearm.
Or
> A set of shackles.

I want to say firearm because THE FUTURE REFUSED TO CHANGE, but I must admit, the idea of a whip or a sword (or a whipsword, Idunno) appeals to me.

>>3210492
Firearms

>>3210492
> A firearm.
What? We liked the MGS series.

>>3210519
>>3210526
>>3210530
>>3210570
>>3210621

Two pistols overlaps the grasps of my hands. Their unforeseen materialization continues to drive me deeper into bewilderment, generating bigger amounts of questions. Bigger amounts of suspicions.
"Why would I need them? Why do I have them? What the hell happened to me?!" are the interrogations that bite at me.

The headache was only contained in that white episode, adding a cold relief that spilled over to my shoulders. Tired with no apparent reason, I sit against a leg my bed.
Those girls I saw are people that I know. But at the same, I don't; no memories - except for that vision - doesn't pertain to any of them. Do they even exist at all?
What I know for sure is my animosity towards them. I can project their words within my ears, however, undecipherable. On my own, with low control over my tongue, I stated: "Their dangerous...They want Eiji...They want Eiji! They want him!" If it wasn't for the footsteps behind my door, I could've degenerated into insanity.

My brother knocks on the door. "Onee-san, are you alright? It's been an hour now."

> "I-I'm fine. I'll come out in a bit."
> "Could you come in? Your onee-san needs some help."
> Say nothing
> Other/Write-in

>>3210648
>> "I-I'm fine. I'll come out in a bit."

>>3210648
>"I-I'm fine. I'll come out in a bit."

Could it be? the previous run is canon after all?

>>3210669
It'll turn out in the near future that the past iteration of Lovesick is an alternate reality and we are in a sense a part of a collective hivemind that makes up the entity that is us.
It'll turn out that there's actually a male version of us that also pines hard for the female version of Eiji, but he's actually a God-Tier bro that will teach us the basics of CQC.

I have to ask but do we have a shrine for Eiji hidden behind our closet?

>>3210664
>>3210669

"I-I'm fine. I'll come out in a bit," I responded.

"Okay," returned Eiji, his steps growing fainter upon the stairs.

Picking myself up from the ground, I try to figure out a way to revert my insensible transformation.

>Roll 1d100

>>3210721
That'll be too risky. Eiji's room is the shrine.

>>3210721
If we are based on the previous run, We have something better; full CCTV circuit on Eiji's room with a direct connection to an independent server where we save the footage and we have his phone bugged.

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>3210734
Bip.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>3210734

>>3210694
I've wondered if the subtitle had any particular meaning...

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>3210734

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>3210734
yey

>>3210745
>>3210746
>>3210764
>31

I tap my chin, hoping that an idea will come to pass. "Deactivate?" I commanded, posing in several ways, "Off? Disappear? Shutdown?!" Gradually, anxiety fills up inside me as I rack my brain for anything else that may work. Interpreting many body formations doesn't help improve my mood, especially with a sense of promise towards Eiji.
"Argh! Dammit! What do you want me to do?!" I said, kicking the mirror in anger. "Eiji can't see me like this. Let alone the guns!"

Throughout the deprecating session, where I constantly go off by countless assumptions to fill the giant gap in my knowledge, a thought came to mind. A daring one that reveals itself at my lowest point. "W-What if I kissed him?...A few of his books go like that. But what will he say?!"
I know I kissed him while he was unconscious, but that's different. If I do it while he's fully awake, it'll unfold an unpredictable bag! I'll have to do something about this outfit to if I want to get close.

> Call Eiji to your door.
> Wrap a blanket over yourself.
> (Think of another way) Other/Write-in

Rolled 15 (1d100)

Hoo boy! Time for suffering. And maybe THOTS dynamic (read tresspassing) entry

>>3210879
>> (Think of another way) Other/Write-in
>EIJI, COME AND SEE THE NEW COSPLAY I HAVE

>>3210879
>> (Think of another way) Other/Write-in
Undress, like if you were wearing normal clothes, and put some actually normal clothes on.

>>3210899
Holy shit, this is genius.

>>3210879
Changing >>3210898 to
>Undress, like if you were wearing normal clothes, and put some actually normal clothes on.

>>3210879
>>3210899
supporting

>>3210899
>>3210910
>>3210985

"No, that's silly!" I told myself. "These are just normal clothes, aren't they? I can just take them off!"
I came to know the extent of my foolishness when common sense rolls around. And in the end, I could just change out of the fantastical outfit. Granted, the buttons and belts that are on the dress were hard to unpin, but it was not troublesome.
What became of those clothes is something else. The moment that they touched the floor, both the guns and the coats dissipate into the air in a form of a mist, leaving behind the original outfit. That's one more thing to add onto the list of questions; still, I have Eiji to get to, meeting up with him in haste.

"You changed again?" Eiji questioned, seeing me in another set of clothes.

"Mhmm. That's how girls are~ I apologize if you were waiting for too long."

"You don't have to apologize," he assured. "I was just wondering. I see that you still have the ring on."

Repeating our actions from an hour ago, I glance at the decorative piece. "Haha...Yes, darling. I don't think I'll be able to take this off, now that you're the one who put it on for me~" That said, I lead Eiji to the couch.

> Cuddle
> Make him rest his head on your lap again.
> Tease him.
> Other/Write-in

>>3211042
>Make him rest his head on your lap again.

>>3211042
> Cuddle
> Make him rest his head on your lap again.

Stroke his hair

>>3211042
>> Make him rest his head on your lap again.

>>3211053
>>3211067
>>3211104

I pat my lap invitingly. "Rest here~ You still must be tired."

"Are you sure, Onee-san? Someone might see."

"Mother and Father won't arrive for a long time. Forget about them and indulge in me for a little~"

"If you say so."

Laying himself horizontally on the couch, he cushions his head upon my thighs. I show him a gentle grin, looking down at his face while stroking his hair. In intervals, I cuddle him like a doll; Eiji knows enough to not resist, and rather, take comfort in it.

> "Do you sometimes wish for everything to stay this way?"
> "Do you love me? As a woman, not as a sister."
> "You know that I'll do anything for you, no?"
> Other/Write-in

>>3211130
>"Do you sometimes wish for everything to stay this way?"

>>3211133
> "Do you sometimes wish for everything to stay this way?"
> "Do you love me? As a woman, not as a sister."

>>3211133
>> "Do you sometimes wish for everything to stay this way?"

>>3211135
>>3211206
>>3211354

"Do you sometimes wish for everything to stay this way? I mean forever, darling."

The both of us takes a moment to listen to the silence. In the distance, droning cars.
Eiji gives his answer. "I would be lying if I said no. You're very...'soft,' Onee-san. And I wouldn't want it to be lost. At the same time, however, it'll surely be boring. There won't be any change, and I prefer something more dynamic. Like...Take Suzukawa-san for example."

"I see," I said to myself, mechanically feeling Eiji's hair and cheek.
If only he understood. The world's dangerous, so I need to protect him as best as I can. Even if he dislikes it. Someday, he'll love me for it. He'll share the very emotion that has driven me to dirty my hands for him. It'll all fall into a predetermined plan that I know is only for us. Why do I have these feelings then? Love doesn't lie!
"Do you love me?" I then questioned next, determined to hear his second response. "As a women. Not as a sister."

"Uh, er. That's hard to say...Of course, I love you, but as a sister. Saying that I outright love you as another woman is a bit..."

"Touchy? Abnormal? You know that I could care less about those types of constraints. You already told me why you look at those naughty magazines, darling. So, please, be truthful. I want to hear you more~"

"I...I don't know," Eiji said. My suggestions left him indecisive.

We spent our time exactly like this, until the clock struck four. As if on queue, someone came to our door to rings its bell. It's definitely not Father or Mother, so who could it be?
Opening the door, I come face to face with Eiji's perpetrator. "Yaho~! Sorry for this morning, Nawa-san~ I came to apologize!" greeted a catty girl. "Got some cake from the mall. Want some?"
At her side is a bicycle, slightly dented.

> Close the door.
> Kick her shin.
> "How much sweets do you eat in a day? Let alone how much you give me."
> Other/Write-in

>>3211570

>"...Depending on the flavor of the cake, you may be forgiven."

>>3211570
>"...Depending on the flavor of the cake, you may be forgiven."

>>3211570
>Kick her shin
>That's for damaging my fragile little brother.
>"...Depending on the flavor of the cake, you may be forgiven."
>Take her cake

>>3211570
>> Kick her shin.

>>3211612
>3211570
Going forthis
light kick, then demand for compensation

>>3211736
>"Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?"

>>3211583
>>3211597
>>3211612
>>3211618
>>3211626

I kick her shin, the blow coming out of nowhere. "Ouch!" Suzukawa cried, holding the area beneath her right knee.

"That's for damaging my fragile little brother!" I reasoned, arms crossed and brows furrowed.

"I'm sorry! Ah!-- That really stings!" the feline girl whined.

Recomposed, I then continue things as if the kick was just a normal occurrence. "Hmph. Depending on the flavor of the cake, you may be forgiven."

The pain in her leg subsiding, Suzukawa shows the bag in her hands. "S-Super strawberry double cream, your favorite. I also got myself triple chocolate."

I swipe my bag out of her grasp. "Geez. I swear. You're the reason that I have to exercise more often. Come in."

Opening the door even further, I let the amazon of a girl inside. She's always like this, down to the moment where we first met during kindergarten. Many times did I have to keep Eiji away from her to prevent any accidental bruises. Feral as any street cat.

"Oneko? You came?" Eiji said once Suzukawa entered the living room, and additionally, the kitchen.

"Yup~ Hope the treats will appease you. It certainly did for your sister here. Nyehaha~! Argh!-- My ankle!"

I retract my foot from another kick. "Shut up."

"Scary...Scary as ever!" Suzukawa added.

Serving myself and Eiji a plate of our cake, the three of us gather at the kitchen table. It was only a minute or two until the girl across from us finished the whole confection, leaving us mildly amazed. It seemed that it didn't satisfy her, though. I had to swat a few wandering forks that approached Eiji's piece.

"School was okay," Suzukawa said after we asked her about her day. "I heard Eiji's class got a few transfers. Four girls I think?"
The news left a bad taste in my mouth.

> "Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?"
> "...Do you know their names? Have you already came in contact with them?"
> "That's fun to know. But is there anything else that's interesting except for who is who?"
> Other/Write-in

>>3211744
>> "Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?"

>>3211744
>"Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?"

>>3211744
>> "Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?"

>>3211744
>> "Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?"

>>3211744
> "...Do you know their names? Have you already came in contact with them?"

Gank them, gank them now!

>>3211753
>>3211754
>>3211778
>>3211799

"Isn't that a bit odd to have that many at once in one class?" I questioned. "Let alone being near Eiji."

"Calm down, Nawa-san~ It's not like they have their sights on your brother. You need to lighten up a bit from your usual paranoid self," Suzukawa assured. "Oh, right! I would like to mention one of them, a foreigner. I think she was called Britannica Orleans? Something like that. Just one day caused the whole lot of boys to debate who was the better queen of the school: you or her. And I gotta say, she may have a chance."

"Tch, I don't care about how people think of me. They can take her," I said with visible venom.

"I think you're overreacting, Onee-san," Eiji told at my side. "They're just new students. Nothing exponentially evil."

I take in account of Eiji's perspective. It's heartbreaking that he's this vulnerable to a possible group of sirens; still, I yield. "I guess so," grumbling. "I don't want them to be chummy with you."

"I know. It's how you are," Eiji said with tranquility.

> "Promise me that you will not approach them."
> "Please come to me if they touch you in a weird way."
> "You're cuteness is something to be coveted. They'll trap you in their wiles!"
> Other/Write-in

>>3211826
>"You're cuteness is something to be coveted. They'll trap you in their wiles!"
> "Please come to me if they touch you in a weird way."

Telling eiji to not approach the girls will only accomplish the oposite thing AND he will keep it secret because he "betrayed our trust".

>>3211826
>> "You're cuteness is something to be coveted. They'll trap you in their wiles!"
so
> "Please come to me if they touch you in a weird way."

>>3211826
> "Promise me that you will not approach them."
> "Please come to me if they touch you in a weird way."

>>3211826
>> "Promise me that you will not approach them."
>> "Please come to me if they touch you in a weird way."

>>3211838
>>3211847
>>3211865
>>3211869

"Eiji, darling, promise me that you will not approach them. Your prime cuteness is something to be coveted, and surely will they catch you in their wiles. Please, please, please! Come to me if they touch you in a weird way!"

My brother's cheeks goes up in flames, "What do you mean by that?! You make it sound as if they're predators."

"They are! Will you promise?"

"...Yes, Onee-san," he then, more so, obeyed.

Hearing him, I am immediately made as a happy sister. "Good, good~" I said, petting him even more.

Suzukawa couldn't contain her laughter. "Kehahaha! You really are crazy about Eiji! It's as if you're in love with him! Nyehahaha~!"

"Ehehehe...R-Really, Oneko?" Eiji inquired.

"Well, Nawa-san here barely leaves you alone. Even at school. She practically your second mother. You're very lucky to have a smoking hot sister~!"
Embarrassed, Eiji reenacts his age old habit of looking down to the ground.

The day growing late, Suzukawa finally notices the time. "Oops, got to get back home before my ma gets mad. I'll see you tomorrow, guys~" she said with a wave. The both of us said our farewells too, seeing her at the door till her figure passes the block's corner.

> "Darling, do you want to wander the neighborhood for a bit? Just a little stroll."
> "Do you want to come with me to the convenience store? We're out of milk."
> Other/Write-in

>>3211932
>"Do you want to come with me to the convenience store? We're out of milk."

>>3211932
> "Do you want to come with me to the convenience store? We're out of milk."

Going to bed, night anons. Night QM.

>>3211932
>> "Do you want to come with me to the convenience store? We're out of milk."

I guess? Not sure what the purpose of this choice is.

>>3211932
>> Other/Write-in
Don't go outside. Make some excuse and stay inside, safe, with your brother.

>>3211951
>>3211963
>>3211975

"Do you want to come with me to the convenience store? We're out of milk," I asked Eiji.

"It's not that far away, isn't it? I'll stay at the house since it's becoming a bit too cold for me. What about you?"

"Your onee-san's resistant to the night's wind. I'll be alright~"

"At least wear a jacket. Just in case," he said while picking one from the coat rack.

"Thank you~ Dad will come back soon, so tell him where I went, okay?"

"Nn. Yes, Onee-san."

Stepping onto our house's front pavement, I lock the door before heading off into the street. I don't know why Eiji mentioned the wind's temperature. It feels warm to me.

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3212017

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>3212017
Odd choice there.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>3212017

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>3212017

>>3212026
No one else can appreciate his sister's body except him. He's slowly turning around fellas! At least that's how I see it.

>>3212039
Slowly? he is already like 80% under our heel, its perfect!

>>3212023
>>3212026
>>3212029
>86

On my way back from the convenience store, a wave of cold air brushes behind my neck. For a second time, I note the tameness of the atmosphere's temperature.
Turning around I see no one. The same goes for the rest of my surroundings. "Strange," I thought. "Did someone say something to me?"
Shrugging it off, I resume my walk back home. But, again, another wave of arctic air blows past. This time, it felt deliberate, like someone was breathing on me.
Standing still, it happens for a third time. On reflex, I snap my hand to whoever it was; it only gotten more weirder the moment I laid my eyes upon the creep.

It's a woman. Best describe as being taller than Suzukawa. Her skin is pale and her eyes are stagnant, both of them glaring down at me. I freeze, maintaining a stance against the odd snow princess; under the moon, the crystals in her dress shine and twinkle like stars. She's clearly distraught-- No, angry.
"Give it. The ring, give it to me!" she spoke. But before she could do anything else, I kick her on the side of her waist. She topples over, her delicate, beautiful frame falling to the floor. Enough time for me to ditch her.
In a quick glance, I see the princess create a reflective surface, completely disappearing from sight. Her...Her 'magic' gave me a sense of déjà vu.

> Hide
> Keep running away.
> Fight. "Write-in"
> Other

>>3212093
>Keep running away.
To the nearest police car! or our home! Whichever is nearest!

>>3212093
>Other
>Call Eiji and say there's a creep chasing you. Call the police. We have Eiji on speed dial anyway

Going to sleep. Will come back tomorrow around 3-ish pm PST.

>>3212093
>gotta go fast

>>3212093
> Keep running away

>>3212093
>Keep running away.
I just caught up with the quest(as in i read the previous run) and i love it. Keep it up OP

>>3212104
>>3212285
>>3212509
>>3212955
>Roll 1d100

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3213532

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3213532

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3213532

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3213532

>>3213532
Brush, you ok?

>>3213551
>>3213565
>>3213615
>85

>>3213896
Just took a nap. Sorry.

>>3213958

Reaching my house's door, I knock at it rapidly as I have no time to fumble with my keys. "Eiji, darling?! Can you open up?" Father's car is still isn't here, the driveway bearing nothing.

"Onee-san, what's wrong?" Eiji said upon opening up, shivering when a draft of wind moves past. "W-Woah. Did the weather not say anything about the night?"

I postpone any thought of words, pushing him back into the protection of our house. When the door shuts, I then fine it comfortable to speak.

> "C-Can you take the milk to the fridge? I wanna stay at the door for a bit."
> "There was someone chasing after me. A cosplayer I think? She had a complex dress on."
> "Eiji, hug me. I need to check your temperature."
> Other/Write-in

>>3213958
It's all good QM

>>3213988
>"There was someone chasing after me. A cosplayer I think? She had a complex dress on."

>>3213988
> "There was someone chasing after me. A cosplayer I think? She had a complex dress on."
> "Eiji, hug me. I need to check your temperature."

Comfort us damn it!

>>3213997
>>3214001

"There was someone chasing after me. A cosplayer I think? She had a complex dress on." I then shake my head, "Nevermind that, darling. Hug me. I need to check your temperature."
Pulling him in, I lay a hand around the area of his forehead and neck. Thankfully, nothing was too concerning.

"Onee-san, you're pretty cold," Eiji mentioned.

"I am? I don't feel like it." Inspecting my left hand, I see that the skin has gotten much more whiter. I disregard it, going into the kitchen to deliver the milk while keeping Eiji near.

> Stay downstairs to keep a lookout for the woman.
> Start getting ready for bed.
> Other/Write-in

>>3214048
> Stay downstairs to keep a lookout for the woman.

>>3214048
>Stay downstairs to keep a lookout for the woman.
>Call the police.

>>3214054
Guess it's just you and me today anon.