章 5: My Sister is Ai Hayasaka
Kei Shirogane POV
"You're looking terribly pale, Shinomiya-san," I remarked.
The sight of Kaguya's pallid face, drained of color and filled with an air of exhaustion, immediately struck me. I couldn't help but be taken aback. What could have possibly happened to her?
Without wasting any time, I swiftly prepared a pot of black tea. I carefully poured the steaming liquid into an empty cup placed before her as I settled down on the sofa beside her.
"It's nothing, President," Kaguya replied, nodding with her usual composure as she accepted the tea, bringing the cup to her lips for a graceful sip.
Even now, despite her weariness, Kaguya exuded the same elegant poise that she always had.
She sipped the black tea slowly and with practiced calm, while I patiently waited for her to finish.
"Thank you," she said softly, expressing her gratitude before setting the teacup down on the desk. Her breath, which had been unsteady moments before, seemed to return to a calm, measured rhythm. The disoriented look in her eyes had also faded away.
As my focus shifted away from Kaguya, something unusual caught my attention. There was an odd, almost suspicious scent lingering in the air. My gaze returned to Kaguya, eyeing her with curiosity.
"What's that smell, Shinomiya-san?" I asked.
"I have no idea," she responded with a casual shrug, seemingly unfazed.
"I only just arrived. It was already like this when I came in. Perhaps you know something, President?" she added, effortlessly throwing the question back at me. There was nothing more I could do to press the issue.
Despite my limited experience with matters of sex, my curiosity had driven me to learn enough to recognize certain signs. However, in this case, I chose to say nothing.
It was common knowledge how difficult it was for women to engage in sex with men in today's society. Men, after all, often struggled with performance, especially when it came to maintaining erections after an initial climax. They required long periods of rest and significant health maintenance before they could go again. For men, sex was a trial, while for women, it was pure pleasure.
Not a single woman who had experienced it ever refuted this fact.
I sighed inwardly.
Despite my position as the top dog in the school—the esteemed Council President of Suuchin Academy, an institution filled exclusively with students from powerful families boasting vast strength and influence—I was still nothing compared to the girl sitting before me.
Kaguya came from a family that was second to none. Her mother was a top-tier awakener, the leader of a renowned guild with unrivaled economic resources and backing. What did I have in comparison?
My mother was a scumbag who ran off after getting pregnant with my father's child, abandoning her responsibilities and leaving her children—my brother and me—behind.
All I had was this Council President title, a position I only secured because the board needed to project an image of equality and merit by promoting a poor student like me.
"Well then, let me clean the room so the other members won't question the smell," I offered.
Kaguya's face lit up at my suggestion, and she nodded gracefully, once again pouring herself another cup of black tea and drinking it with that same refined elegance.
I left her in peace and quickly sprayed air freshener around the room, erasing any lingering trace of the strange odor.
...
Hayasaka Raiden POV
I'm not quite sure how to explain it.
Yeah, I completely forgot where my class was, and no matter how hard I tried to recall, my memory didn't give me any clues.
I found myself wandering aimlessly through the school's hallways, surrounded by rows of lockers and an endless number of unfamiliar classrooms. Every turn felt like I was in a maze, lost in a building that seemed to stretch on forever.
Where the hell is my class?
And more importantly, what's my grade again?
I don't know.
If I had known this would happen, I would've asked Kaguya to escort me to class right away.
That would've been smart move, but unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now.
Here I was, still roaming these endless halls, without the faintest idea of where I was supposed to be going.
I couldn't just head back to the Student Council Union Room, either.
How could I, when I didn't even know where it was in the first place?
The whole layout of the school had completely slipped my mind.
This place was huge—massive, even.
As expected from an elite school built for students with elite backgrounds. It was overwhelming.
Before I realized it, my wandering led me to the school's pool area. I found a nearby bench and sat down, staring at the sparkling blue water beneath me.
There wasn't a soul in sight—no one. Just the shimmering reflection of the pool's surface.
What a shame.
What a waste, really.
If only there were girls here, splashing around in bikinis, playing in the water while I admired the view.
That would've made this moment a lot more interesting.
"Brother, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you everywhere. Why haven't you gone to class yet?" A girl wearing the Suuchin Academy uniform—though in a gyaru style—called out to me with a hint of concern in her voice.
She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a look of genuine worry on her face. She was none other than Ai Hayasaka.
But what did she just call me?
Brother?
How was I supposed to respond to that? Should I call her Ai-chan? Sister? Or just Ai?
Whatever.
Even with Kaguya, I called her whatever I felt like, so Hayasaka shouldn't mind either.
"Ai-chan, since you're here, help me find my class," I said, standing up and reaching out for her hand. I grabbed it in a humble gesture, but she stepped back, startled by the suddenness of it, her expression still filled with concern.
"What did Miss Kaguya do to you, brother? You're acting strange. You never touch your own sister, and you've never called me by a pet name before. This is weird."
"There's nothing weird about it, Ai-chan. Come on, let's go. We're going to be late if we hang around here any longer," I replied, brushing off her worries and gripping her hand again.
She seemed lost for a moment, unsure of what to do, before finally sighing in resignation.
"Okay, but don't push yourself too hard, brother. Even if it's Miss Kaguya, I won't forgive her if she's forcing you into something you don't want to do."
She finally accepted my hand, holding it tighter this time, and spoke to me in a soft voice, expressing her concern about Kaguya.
"Don't worry, Ai-chan, she's a nice girl," I said, nodding as she let out a sigh of relief.
With that, she held my hand firmly and began guiding me directly to my class, without wasting another breath or word.
And that's how my anime life began—at least, that's how I think it started.
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