Fukayama Midori's Younger Sister

It was the weekend, and Akimoto Yoichi was in a great mood.

The old folks hadn't returned all night, and the quiet house had allowed Akimoto Yoichi to get a very comfortable night's sleep.

Following the agreement he had made with Ayano and Maya, he was heading to Suzuran Ayano's house today to cook.

Using the address Suzuran Ayano had sent him, Akimoto Yoichi navigated his way toward her home.

Just as he was about to step out of a small alleyway, a girl came bouncing out in a rush; judging by her youthful cheeks, she looked like a middle schooler or perhaps a grade schooler.

A grade schooler was unlikely, though she was quite petite and cute.

She was probably a middle schooler, a loli-type girl.

Akimoto Yoichi wasn't too worried about the iron pot she had nearly dropped, nor the large splashes of curry covering her body and hands.

He was more concerned about the young girl in front of him, who looked like she might scream at any moment.

"Are you okay? Can you take your curry pot back now?" Akimoto Yoichi kept his tone as gentle as possible so as not to frighten the girl.

He was terrified of scaring her off and being left holding the pot himself.

Would he really have to show up at Ayano's house carrying someone else's iron pot, or even their lunch?

"Ah, okay, okay..." Hearing Akimoto Yoichi's voice, Fukayama Natsuki finally snapped back to reality.

Even though the guy had bandages on his face and body, looked fierce, was currently glaring at her, and had yellow hair, he didn't seem particularly angry; at the very least, she couldn't detect any rage in his tone.

Though still uneasy from the fright, Fukayama Natsuki tried her best to stay calm and reached out to take the curry pot from the blonde guy's hands.

"Ah!? It really is Akimoto-kun!?"

Suddenly, Suzuran Ayano's voice rang out from a nearby window.

Unfortunately, Fukayama Natsuki, whose nerves were already frayed, was startled by the shout just as she took hold of the pot, causing her to let go.

History repeated itself, and the curry pot slipped from Fukayama Natsuki's hands once more; this time, even Akimoto Yoichi couldn't catch it in time.

With a "thud," the curry splashed all over Akimoto Yoichi's pants and shoes.

From head to toe, Akimoto Yoichi had thoroughly transformed into a Minion.

Seeing the situation, Fukayama Natsuki was stunned. Already terrified, she realized she had caused trouble again, and her eyes instantly turned red as she stood there at a loss.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Did I scare Natsuki-chan? Wait for me, I'm coming down!"

Suzuran Ayano, who had been leaning out the window, hadn't seen exactly what Akimoto Yoichi and Fukayama Natsuki were doing, but she had clearly seen the pot hit the ground and the large splash of yellow liquid cover Akimoto Yoichi.

A hurried Suzuran Ayano ran downstairs, wearing loungewear and slippers as she stepped outside.

Once she reached Akimoto Yoichi and Fukayama Natsuki, she immediately began to comfort the teary-eyed Natsuki.

"It's okay, Natsuki-chan. Akimoto-kun has a very gentle personality. Don't let his looks fool you; he might look like a bad guy, but he's actually a good person."

That was, to some extent, a personal attack.

"R-really?" Seeing Suzuran Ayano, Fukayama Natsuki seemed to find her backbone again.

However, her question was a bit rude to Akimoto Yoichi.

Akimoto Yoichi suffered yet another personal attack.

"Pfft~ It's true! Haven't you noticed that Akimoto-kun hasn't said a word this whole time? He sits next to me, and he knows Fukayama-kun too. He looks fierce, but he's actually a good guy."

Akimoto Yoichi stood to the side, rubbing his nose. What was with this "good guy" talk?

He hadn't even done anything to the heroine yet, so why was he being handed a "nice guy" card so early?

But since Suzuran Ayano had already said so, Fukayama Natsuki believed her a little more. She sniffled and bowed to Akimoto Yoichi to apologize.

"I am so sorry for ruining your clothes. Please tell me how I can make it up to you."

Akimoto Yoichi glanced at her and said, "Just wash it clean for me."

"Just washing it is enough?" Fukayama Natsuki breathed a sigh of relief.

No need to pay for damages, no need to buy new ones—that would save her a huge amount of money.

She had to keep in mind that her allowance was running low because she had bought quite a lot of idol merchandise.

"See? Akimoto-kun isn't scary at all, right? Alright, Natsuki-chan, take your pot and go home. Leave Akimoto-kun's clothes to Ayano-nee; he came here to see me, after all."

Seeing Fukayama Natsuki's relaxed expression, Suzuran Ayano stepped in at the right moment.

After handing the empty iron pot back to Natsuki, she led Akimoto Yoichi toward her house.

Akimoto Yoichi glanced at Fukayama Natsuki, who was jogging away toward the neighboring mansion, and followed Ayano into the Suzuran residence.

"I'm sorry, Akimoto-kun. I only wanted to learn how to cook with you, and look at the bad luck you've had."

Entering the living room, Ayano brought over a towel to wipe down Akimoto Yoichi's clothes and pants, apologizing with a smile.

"But don't be angry at Natsuki, okay? She's been cute since she was little."

"Even though she's a bit clumsy now that she's grown up, she's still a good kid at heart."

"She was just startled by you, Akimoto-kun. Judging by the look of things, she must have been trying to bring me some curry."

Suzuran Ayano said this, clearly showing that she had a good relationship with Fukayama Natsuki.

Akimoto Yoichi shrugged helplessly, looking at Suzuran Ayano who was crouching in front of him wiping the floor, and said, "It can't be helped, who told me to look like this and be a blond delinquent anyway."

"So you aren't angry at Natsuki? That's good then."

"Not at all, it was just a splash of curry, and thankfully it wasn't fresh out of the pot."

Besides, Fukayama Natsuki was also a heroine.

The reason he had glared at Fukayama Natsuki just now wasn't because of anger, but curiosity.

What Akimoto Yoichi hadn't expected was that Fukayama Natsuki, who was in the paid special edition, could now be obtained for free; she had become one of the heroine characters without needing to pay for the special edition.

As for Fukayama Natsuki, who possessed the "(Pseudo) Incest" tag, her stats were naturally not bad.

[Character: Fukayama Natsuki]

[Height: 156]

[Weight: 89]

[Health Status: Normal]

[Number of Kisses: 0]

[Personality: Loves her older brother, highly curious, impatient, precocious brat]

[Academic Rating: S]

[Athletic Rating: A]

[Likes: BL, tennis, super spicy food, green/brown]

[Heroine Entry: First Bird Inscription -- The first time is always impressive and unforgettable for a lifetime]

[Effect: When spending time with her, both parties' learning ability increases by 20%, and nothing is forgotten]

It was worth noting that Fukayama Natsuki's learning ability was extremely strong.

Although her personality seemed like a timid little deer, her brain was sharp.

If possible, he would use this curry-splashing incident to ruthlessly threaten her next time, making her teach him to brush up on his middle school knowledge.

After all, he was a blond delinquent; although he had just said he forgave Natsuki, the very next second he didn't want to forgive her anymore.

"Alright Akimoto-kun, go to the bathroom and wash up. I'll get you some of my father's clothes to change into, otherwise, you smell like curry and it's quite strange."

Suzuran Ayano's voice interrupted Akimoto Yoichi's train of thought.

"Oh, alright."

"The bathroom is at the end of the hallway over there."

"Got it."

Temporarily putting his thoughts aside, Akimoto Yoichi headed toward the bathroom upstairs.