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So, Tangerine was still going around with nothing on her upper half. Aiyo, I didn’t even dare to sneak a peek.

It was already past noon, the sun was at its peak, but Zhao Zhao still hadn’t come back.

Haitang also hadn’t left. After some thought, I decided to order two pizzas for the three of us as a simple lunch.

Of course, I was the one footing the bill… otherwise, Haitang would just Rider Kick me again.

Tangerine was my little sister now, but honestly, wasn’t Haitang also the perfect little sister?

It was like her flawless attributes made up for her lack of a chest—tall, long-legged, beautiful, straightforward in personality, a powerhouse in combat, and on top of that, a top student in the junior high division.

Final exams had ended, and next year she would be a high school freshman, while Zhao Zhao and I would be in our second year. Since Biyang Girls’ Academy had a direct advancement system from elementary to high school, her future was practically set.

Meanwhile, Zhao Zhao and I were stuck in Biyang Girls’ Academy Affiliated Boys’ High School, which had only been established a few years ago.

This school used its affiliation with the prestigious girls’ academy to lure in hormonal teenage boys but was completely isolated from the girls’ division. The walls between the two schools were heavily guarded by elite female security officers, patrolling 24/7 with top-tier equipment. Even our main entrances were separate.

The boys’ school used hand-me-down facilities from the girls’ division but charged the same expensive tuition fees. The entire purpose of our school was to financially support the girls’ school, while we sacrificed our youth in the process.

Like, seriously… how the hell did we even end up in this damn school?

Because before enrolling, no one knew this place was hell!

Principal Huangfu Yuehua had completely covered up the truth, tricking new batches of victims into this nightmare every year.

For the record, she was technically also our school’s principal, but she had never once stepped foot into the boys’ campus to even give a speech.

But starting today, things would be different!

I, Chang ‘Jesus’ La ‘Moses’ Yog ‘Muhammad’ Kai, would become the savior of the boys’ division! With my divine power, I would bring salvation to my suffering brethren… and transform this boys’ school into another forbidden garden of lilies!

…Of course, that was just a fantasy.

If my notebook were to be exposed, I’d probably get FBI, CIA, KGB, or SCP’d out of existence before I could even get started.

“I’ve decided! From now on, Tangerine is going to live with me!”

Haitang, still sitting cross-legged on my sofa in a suspender dress, suddenly dropped this bombshell declaration.

“Eh?! And why is that?!”

“I’m Oniichan’s little sister!”

Tangerine’s words touched my heart. Your brother is so proud!

Of course, there was no way I’d agree to this! I finally had a cute and well-behaved little sister, why the hell would I give her up so easily?!

“I want a little sister like Tangerine too! Besides, living with uncle Chang must be inconvenient for you, right?”

Saying that, Haitang wrapped her arms around Tangerine’s waist, letting Tangerine’s oppai rest against her forearm while she rested her chin on Tangerine’s shoulder, whispering softly into her ear:

“Tangerine-chan, look—your uncle has a phobia of women, and your commander is a closet megane perv. As a girl, isn’t living here inconvenient? Come stay at my house instead. My parents would definitely welcome you~.”

“That’s… true…”

The moment Haitang brought up my dad, Tangerine visibly hesitated.

To her, Chang Wei (my dad) was also her benefactor, but now, she had become the very thing he feared most— a woman.

“Actually, this is a good chance to help Dad get over his fear of women! It’s basically exposure therapy—Her presence could be the key to his recovery!”

“It’s not that simple,” Haitang smirked. “Your dad’s trauma is… deep-rooted. If you really want to fix him, only your mother who vanished into thin air could do that.”

The whole story about my parents wasn’t exactly a secret. Everyone in this village knew about it.

Seeing Tangerine starting to get swayed, Haitang pressed on, whispering even closer to her ear:

“As a girl, there are things only I can teach you~. And besides, we all live in the same village! We can visit Chang Kai anytime, and you’ll still be his good little sister. No one said a little sister has to live with her big brother, right~?”

Damn it!

She may be a high-wall monster, but she still has a girl’s natural advantage!

I couldn’t just hug Tangerine and convince her that way, even though I really wanted to!

“Hmph! If I have to be her little sister, then you should be mine too!”

“If you dare call me ‘little sister,’ Commander… I’ll personally make you my big sister using physical means.”

…Huh? What do you mean, ‘physical means’?!

She even had an ominous aura while saying it—terrifying!

Ding-dong!

Just as the Grim Reaper’s scythe was already resting on my little Chang Kai’s ‘neck’, the doorbell rang.

(Oh yeah, I had duct-taped my broken front door back together. It was just barely holding up. The lock was completely busted—one push and it would swing open.)

It was probably the pizza delivery guy.

I pulled open the patched-up door, but instead of seeing some cap-wearing delivery dude…

The first thing I saw was a flashing strip of white skin between a pink oversized hoodie and black knee-high stockings—the forbidden absolute zone.

The girl standing there had short hair with red-dyed tips, was carrying multiple shopping bags, and was grinning cheekily at me.

“Well, Commander? How do I look in this outfit?”

“…You little—”

It was Zhao Zhao.

Not only had she gone to buy underwear, but she had also changed into a full-blown girl’s outfit.

“Little Tangerine~! Big Sis brought you some underwear! …Gah?!”

Zhao Zhao zoomed past me into the living room, but the moment she saw Haitang holding Tangerine, her face went completely pale.

She stood frozen in place, mouth slightly open, looking like a total idiot.

Crap!

I had to cover this up—if Haitang found out this girl was actually Zhao Zhao, she’d probably beat the truth out of her, which would put me in serious danger.

“Haitang, this is Zhao Zhao’s distant cousin—uh… Zhao Lei.”

“…You’re acting way too suspicious. And does your ‘distant cousin’ have the same surname as you?”

I panicked and blurted out a lame excuse, but my eyes refused to meet Haitang’s, leaving a critical hole in my cover story.

“I-I’m Zhao Zhao’s cousin, Zhao Lei!”

“Huh? Really? I’ve known that guy for years, and this is the first time I’m hearing he has a cousin…”

Haitang narrowed her eyes at Tangerine, then turned her sharp gaze to Zhao Lei.

“Say… You wouldn’t happen to be Zhao Zhao, would you?”

Crap. Crap. CRAP!

Is this what they call a woman’s intuition? My scalp instantly tingled, and cold sweat started pouring down my back.

“…How rude! Even if he’s my cousin, but I’m nothing like that perverted mountain gorilla!”

Completely unfazed by Haitang’s intimidating aura, Zhao Lei crossed her arms and scowled. “And who might this sister be?”

Haitang didn’t respond right away. She narrowed her eyes slightly, locking onto Zhao Lei as if trying to see right through her.

“Hmm… I’ve never heard that guy mention a cousin before… But I suppose you don’t give off the same disgusting vibe as Zhao Zhao. I’m Chen Haitang. I guess you could say I’m your cousin’s friend, so just call me Sis Haitang.”

“Alright! Haitang Onee-chan!”

Tch. She actually pulled it off. Not only did she fool Haitang, but she even took advantage of the situation to get on her good side. That’s some skill.

Honestly, if I hadn’t known in advance, I wouldn’t have been able to connect the dots either. The fashionable, fresh-looking Zhao Lei and the muscle-bound pervert Zhao Zhao were practically two different people.

This must be the true power of the Bishoujo Notebook—the ability to turn even the heart into something befitting a beautiful girl.

And just like that, Zhao Zhao was officially his own cousin.

…His cousin, huh?

Not gonna lie—I’m a little jealous.

Tangerine is great and all, but deep down, I really still wanted a a real little sister.

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