Memories of the past flickered through her mind like a revolving lantern.
Though Sato Miwako was unwilling to admit it, she ultimately concluded that she had been completely set up.
And the one who had set her up was the little brother she trusted.
He had even done that to her...
Had he put something in the black tea?
For a moment, complicated emotions surged into Sato's heart, making it ache sharply.
In the end, she angrily grabbed the nearest cup and hurled it at the culprit:
"Get out!"
"Huh?"
"Get lost!"
The cup shattered with a crisp sound.
Fujino's figure flashed, and he dodged the cup almost instinctively.
He looked at Sato, sitting on the bed, and saw her face darken in an instant. It was filled with resentment, yet beneath that darkness was an even deeper red—dark with a flush of red.
Fujino was utterly baffled for a moment.
He had no idea what this big sister was up to again.
"Sob, sob, sob..."
After throwing the cup, Sato Miwako seemed to have all her strength drained away.
Her eyes reddened. Gripping the small blanket covering her with both hands, she began to sob.
She had never imagined that her innocence would be taken from her like this—especially by the little brother she trusted most.
She could not help but wonder why he had done this.
This was against the law!
Even if—even if... forget it!
Even if he was going to make a move, why had he chosen a time like this...
What if someone died?!
Fujino looked at the fierce woman sobbing on the bed and became even more confused. He could not make heads or tails of it.
So what the hell was wrong with this big sister?
Speechless, he poked his head in through