In a bustling city, inside a modest apartnt unit, Nara Takeru was busy preparing dinner.
After placing the final dish of carefully prepared tempura on the table, Takeru called out loudly toward the bathroom, "Dinner’s ready, co out quickly, Miu!"
"I know, Onii-chan, I’m still getting dressed!" At Takeru’s urging, a clear, pleasant voice quickly replied from inside.
Seeing this, Takeru shook his head with an amused smile, then sat down on a chair at the dining table to wait for Miu.
Truth be told, Takeru had already been in this unique world for sixteen years. Five years ago, Takeru’s parents in this world passed away in an accident, leaving him only this apartnt unit and a sum of inheritance, along with his younger sister currently in the bathroom...
When he learned of this, Takeru felt incredibly sad... no one is made of wood or stone, and who can truly remain untouched by emotion...
But looking at his five-year-old adopted sister, Takeru could only pull himself together quickly, using the inheritance left by his parents to raise Miu.
And in the blink of an eye, ti had passed until now.
Of course, while the inheritance was substantial, their ages at the ti were ultimately too young to work and earn money. Moreover, Takeru had to take care of young Miu, so over the past five years, the inheritance had nearly run out.
Therefore, to earn the living expenses needed for the future, Takeru had recently submitted a light novel he had written for publication.
Not long ago, he even signed a contract with Shueisha, securing a new source of inco for his future needs.
As a transmigrator, over the past sixteen years, Takeru had repeatedly tried to summon a cheat, but to no avail. He could only reluctantly accept that he had no such luck.
However, perhaps due to the transmigration, Takeru possessed an extraordinary mory, especially when it ca to the ani, films, and novels he had seen in his previous life.
He could recall them with remarkable clarity, essentially restoring about ninety percent of their content. For this reason, when considering how to earn a living, Takeru’s first thought was to beco a manga artist, bringing the popular manga from his previous life to this parallel world.
But the ideal was beautiful, while reality was harsh. Although Takeru could draw simply and rembered most of the plots, manga was not sothing one could create just by knowing how to draw.
After failing to make it as a manga artist, Takeru turned his attention directly to light novels. Relying on his powerful mory and writing skills, he managed to recreate a light novel from his previous life titled [Sakurasou no Pet na Kanojo].
And this novel, as it turned out, was also popular in this world. Although it was still uncertain how it would be received, Takeru felt quite confident about it.
"Onii-chan, I’m ready!" Just as Takeru was deep in thought, Miu walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas, smiling brightly at him.
Miu had long golden hair, usually tied into two pigtails. She loved fashion and had a great understanding of clothing coordination. Her personality was cheerful and lively...
"Alright, co over and eat quickly then, or the food will get cold!" Seeing Miu’s smile, Takeru couldn’t help but smile back.
Miu’s smile was cute, and it had a wonderful healing effect on Takeru.
"Hehe, I know," Hearing Takeru’s words, Miu stuck out her little tongue playfully, then went over to sit next to him.
Once Miu was seated, Takeru picked up his chopsticks and placed a piece of tempura in her bowl, "Here, try this!"
Seeing the tempura Takeru had given her, Miu didn’t hesitate at all. She imdiately brought it to her mouth and took a small bite. As the rich flavor of the tempura spread, Miu’s eyes narrowed with delight, "Delicious!"
"Really? Then have so more!" Watching Miu’s expression, Takeru’s smile widened.
"Onii-chan should eat too!" Hearing Takeru’s words, Miu quickly picked up a piece of braised pork rib and placed it in Takeru’s bowl.
"By the way, Onii-chan, tomorrow is the first day of school at Sobu High School, right!" Miu suddenly brought up while they were eating.
"That’s right, why do you ask?" Hearing Miu’s words, Takeru replied curiously.
"Of course, it’s because you mustn’t let those vixens steal your heart! After all, Onii-chan is so handso. Who knows how many little vixens might try to get close to you!" At Takeru’s response, Miu imdiately puffed out her cheeks and said.
"So, being handso is my fault?" Hearing Miu’s words, Takeru shook his head helplessly.
When it ca to looks, Takeru had always been confident... handso, striking features, a perfect face shape, a tall and well-built figure, with bright and deep eyes.
"I don’t care, Onii-chan is mine!" Seeing Takeru’s nonchalant attitude, Miu imdiately clung to Takeru’s arm to assert her claim.
"Alright, focus on eating now. Studying hard is your main task for the ti being!" Seeing Miu like this, Takeru smiled helplessly and gently flicked her forehead.
After dinner, once everything was tidied up, Takeru told Miu to go rest, while he headed to the bathroom to take a bath.
[Do you want to truly live? Do you want to understand the aning of life?] Below this, the options ’yes’ and ’no’ appeared...
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