If Taiyo thought the embarrassment ended at the school gates, he was dead wrong.
The whole "Mom" disaster hadn't even settled yet, and somehow, fate decided to dig an even deeper hole for his social life.
By the time he stepped inside Kamiyaya High, Taiyo was already moving like a defeated NPC. Meanwhile, Kitsune and her gyaru entourage waltzed behind him, giggling and chatting like they hadn't just ruined his entire reputation.
As for his otaku friends? Gone. Vanished. Muttering something about "analyzing today's events" like it was a scientific breakthrough.
Taiyo sighed. If I just keep my head down, maybe I can survive today.
…He was wrong.
Class F: The School's Zoo
Taiyo finally reached his sanctuary—Class F, the school's unofficial dumping ground. It wasn't just a classroom. It was an entire ecosystem of chaos.
In one corner, a guy was flipping water bottles like his life depended on it. Another kid was using a half-empty bag of chips as a pillow. Meanwhile, two students in the back were locked in an intense, sweat-drenched rock-paper-scissors battle.
Home sweet home… Taiyo thought, slumping into his seat.
For a brief, fleeting moment, peace seemed possible.
Then—BAM!
The door flew open.
"YO, CLASS F~!" Kitsune called out, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
Silence. Every head turned toward her. The gyaru goddess had just invaded their classroom.
Taiyo buried his face in his hands. Not again.
"Who's that?" someone whispered.
"Wait… is that Taiyo's girlfriend?"
Taiyo choked on his water. "WHAT—NO! SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"
Kitsune smirked and leaned against a desk. "Aww, Taiyo~ Are you embarrassed to introduce your MOM to your classmates?"
Instant chaos.
The Return of the 'Mom' Incident
"Wait, for real?" A guy squinted at her. "That's his mom?! She looks way too young!"
Taiyo slammed his hands on his desk. "NO, NO, NO! SHE'S MY SISTER! S-I-S-T-E-R!"
Kitsune tilted her head, eyes shining with mischief. "Aww, little bro, you don't have to be shy~ Mommy's just checking up on you~."
Taiyo groaned as the classroom erupted into whispers:
"Damn, lucky dude."
"Wish I had a sister like that…"
"Should we start calling him 'Okaa-chan Taiyo'?"
Satisfied with the destruction she had caused, Kitsune winked, blew him a kiss, and strutted out, leaving behind a broken man.
Meanwhile, in Class 2-B…
Kitsune strolled into her own classroom like she owned the place. Her friends waved, but one particularly studious girl raised a hand.
"Kitsune-san, weren't you late?"
Kitsune waved her off. "Relax, babe, I was handling important family business."
Her friends gasped dramatically. "OMG, was it about Taiyo-kun? The guy we saw earlier?"
"Oh yeah," Kitsune sighed, like a tired mother. "He's such a handful. Honestly, sometimes I feel like I'm his mom, not his sister."
The class exploded with laughter.
"You're always so good to him!" one girl cooed. "Such a caring big sister!"
Kitsune smirked, crossing her legs. "Well, someone has to keep him in line. Especially with the way he's always staring at my chest and—"
"WHAT?!"
All heads turned.
Standing at the doorway, frozen in absolute horror, was none other than Taiyo.
A transfer form was clutched in his trembling hands.
Taiyo's Public Execution, Part 2
"Why are you eavesdropping?" Kitsune teased, resting her chin on her palm. "Or… were you just worried about what I was saying?"
Taiyo's face turned beet red. "I WASN'T STARING AT ANYONE! STOP MAKING UP LIES!"
The class went silent. Then—
"Ohoho~! Taiyo-kun~!" someone mimicked in a singsong voice.
Laughter spread through the room like wildfire.
Kitsune, completely unbothered, propped her feet up on her desk. "Sure, Taiyo. Sure."
She waved him off lazily. "Run along to Class F now. And don't forget your homework~!"
Taiyo spun around and sprinted down the hallway at top speed, his ears practically steaming.
Kitsune smirked. Too easy.
After School: One Last Round of Suffering
As the final bell rang, Taiyo and Kitsune walked home together.
"You seriously have to stop spreading lies about me," Taiyo grumbled. "My life is already miserable enough."
Kitsune hummed, pretending to think. "Mmm… Nah. It's way too fun~."
Taiyo groaned. "I'm never going to live this down…"
Kitsune casually threw an arm around his shoulders. "You should be grateful. Some people have boring siblings who don't even talk to them. You? You get me."
Taiyo sighed. "...Yeah, I guess."
Kitsune grinned and ruffled his hair. "That's my good little bro~."
He swatted her hand away. "Stop that!"
They laughed, but deep inside, Kitsune felt something… strange. A flicker. Like a glitch in reality. A memory—of a sword? Magic? Another life?
She shook it off. Probably nothing.
For now, she had a little brother to torment.
TO BE CONTINUED…