This time, it's not the dressing scene that everyone loves.
Because Sora's skirt was old and not in disarray.
So, here's the issue.
Why was Sora so panicked?
Haruto unconsciously glanced across the room. The bed was neat and tidy.
The floor was clean, with no trash lying around.
In the trash bin, there weren't many tissues either.
And Sora was sitting in front of the laptop at the desk, turning around with an extremely angry expression.
The laptop on the desktop was closed.
At this point, the issue was pretty clear.
Haruto thought Sora was too angry to come downstairs, but it turns out she was hiding there playing an adult game?
Sora said unhappily, "Haruto, what are you thinking?"
Haruto looked disgusted, turning around, and said, "Stop fooling around. Dinner's ready, go down and eat quickly."
"Wait." Sora called out to him, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Haruto, come here and help me with something."
'Even though you were secretly playing an adult game, you're really asking your older brother to play with you? There's no way my little sister could be this indecent!'
Haruto thought for a moment, then walked over. It's not like he hadn't played adult games before. Though he hadn't seen much, he had dabbled.
As for whether there was a problem playing an adult game with Sora, of course, there was a big problem.
After all, he had done things far more extreme to Sora. This is just a game, it's nothing!
"Sit here."
Sora shifted her body, making room on the chair.
She had a very slender figure, looking fragile, even her small butt made you feel she was tiny. So, even though it was just a regular computer chair, Haruto had no problem sitting on it.
Although there was no problem sitting on it, the chair wasn't large, so physical contact was inevitable.
Haruto didn't resist. After all, half of his body was already in the German Orthopedics Department, it didn't matter if he put the other half there too!
"Raise your hands."
"?"
Sora glanced at him, "Hurry up and raise them."
Haruto: "😑"
Sora sat in his lap, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly. So what if Haruto brought home a girlfriend? He still couldn't refuse her!
This was the beginning of her victory!
Sora found a comfortable position, opened the laptop, and said, "Haruto, lately I've been trying to draw a manga, can you help me take a look?"
"A manga?"
"Mm." Sora turned to glance at him, "It's a shoujo manga."
At this moment, the laptop was opened.
The screen lit up automatically.
Haruto stared at the screen without thinking. When he clearly saw the image, his face suddenly darkened: "Is this the shoujo manga you were talking about?"
"Yes." Sora's cheeks were a little flushed, and she pretended to be calm: "Please help me see where I need to make modifications."
Haruto's mouth twitched, and he looked at the screen again.
Displayed on the screen was clearly a manga page, but who was the boy that looked so much like him?
Forget it... After all, many cartoonists get inspiration from those around them.
It's normal.
However, when the person being drawn is seen doing something quite indecent, the mood changes!
Haruto's face was expressionless: "I don't have a foot fetish."
"It's just a manga." Sora explained, then quickly changed the subject, "Okay, just help me review it quickly."
"Alright."
Haruto grabbed the mouse and started reviewing from the beginning.
He felt uncomfortable as soon as he read the title on the first page.
—About the Fact That My Older Brother Looks Good on the Surface, but Is Actually Extremely Perverted Behind the Scenes.
He Looks Serious, But Is Actually Super Perverted!
"Hmm~" Sora suddenly snorted and said angrily, "Idiot, I already told you this is just a manga."
Even if it's just a manga, it's still very annoying!
Haruto kept a straight face and quickly flipped through the manga. The content was quite simple. The manga wasn't finished yet, so there was only a short story.
It told the story of an older brother who seemed serious but was actually perverted. Because he liked the older sister from next door, he did some perverted things, and one day, he was caught by his little sister.
So, under the guise of correcting her older brother's behavior, she made him do all sorts of things.
Forget it, this older brother was such a fool. He actually naively thought that as long as he complied, his little sister would keep his secret.
Even then, he felt grateful and enjoyed it!
There was even a paragraph from the older brother's inner dialogue: "How stupid. Clearly, it's just my little sister's foot, but I still have these inappropriate thoughts. I even hope the moment lasts a little longer."
"Indeed, Sakura came to help me in this way. Even though she was very shy, she still chose to sacrifice herself, so I can't disappoint Sakura."
"Sakura truly is the best little sister in the world!"
'How idiotic is this protagonist to be manipulated by his little sister?'
Haruto kept complaining in his heart.
This protagonist was a complete replica of him!
This made him feel very involved.
But the more he looked, the more uncomfortable and unsettled he felt!
No wonder Sora said it was a shoujo manga, because from a girl's perspective, it was really satisfying. If published, many girls might enjoy this manga!
Soon, Haruto reached the final page.
Sora turned around, glanced at him, slightly lifting the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "I feel really satisfied with this story, but I wonder what others will think. Haruto, what do you think?"
"Great job." Haruto replied expressionlessly, "I'm really looking forward to the next part."
Sora showed a pleased expression, "I've already thought of the next chapter, Haruto, do you want to hear it?"
Without hesitation, Haruto replied, "Sorry, I don't want to hear it."
Sora acted like she didn't hear him and continued, "Because Nii-san has awakened a new perverted soul, Nii-san will now have to endure more torturous teasing from perverts. Eventually, Nii-san can't take it anymore and asks his little sister for help, begging to meet in the storage room."
'Sakura, please allow me...'
'Your hands...'
'Sorry, my hands are itchy, so I couldn't control them.'"