About the fact that I unintentionally raised my sister to be a cripple

[Ale, the address is Roppongi National Museum of Art, cafe on the second floor. Remember to bring your sister over on time at two o'clock in the afternoon. I have something big to announce to you. 】

Shinjuku, Tokyo.

It’s the second week in mid-April, a spring day with clear skies.

The cherry blossom trees on the Kanda River stretch along both sides of the river, shading the paths along the banks. The pink cherry blossoms fall endlessly from the clear blue sky, and are so beautiful that they are beyond words.

Sakakihara put away her cell phone, stepped on the cherry petals under her feet, walked among the crowd, and continued to pace slowly towards the station.

He was curious about the text message his mother sent him.

What on earth could she call a big deal?

Speaking of important events, Sakakibara remembered that a month ago, he awakened a system - but this is not the point. The point is that he received a different kind of confession letter that afternoon.

A black confession letter.

As one of the top five students in the private high school of Akideki, the leader of the national Kyudo district league, and a boy with a charm rating of 8, he was accustomed to such things as confession letters when he was in junior high school.

But the black confession letter, which he had never seen before, successfully attracted his attention.

The book cover is exquisitely packaged, the handwriting is graceful, and there is his favorite fragrance of lilies when he opens it.

It simply got to his heart.

However, although this is a confession letter, the content inside is extremely simple:

A name, a social media handle.

This is strange.

Sakakihara Raku could ignore those affectionate confessions and long and short love poems at will. After all, nothing was more important than studying. However, this letter, which was as short as a scam text message, aroused his curiosity.

He added that contact information.

Because of this, he met a girl named Ashiya Suzaku.

Today is also one of the most important moments in life for me.

The warm breeze of mid-April blows along the road lined with cherry blossoms, and the train passes through the Takiri intersection.

"Dang-dang-dang.!"

Amid the red flash and violent ringing of the siren, the "level crossing" lowered its railings, blocking someone's progress.

Raku Sakakihara raised his head and stared at the Toden Arakawa Line whizzing past in front of him.

He didn't know what kind of magic power this girl, Ashiya Suzaku, had.

But she was like a Bole who fully understood her own thoughts. In just five days, the two of them became close friends who talked about everything.

Regarding hobbies, studying for exams, and even the sweet tea, fruits and vegetables that he likes to eat, the other party can clearly tell the key points that he thinks are good, and comment appropriately to his heart.

The first time I dated online, the first time I got a close friend, the first time I felt the urge to know more about a person of the opposite sex.

And today at noon, she took the initiative to ask herself out to meet.

For the first time, Sakakihara Raku felt a sense of anticipation.

As for the big thing my mother said?

Let’s wait until we meet each other.

Listening to the ethereal jingle of the passing trains, you walk leisurely through the Takiri intersection with a smile.

Raku Sakakihara arrived at the station and waited on the platform with the crowded crowd.

The phone received the message.

Ashiya: [Where have you been? 】

Sakakihara tapped the screen with two fingers and replied: [Just arrived at Waseda Station. 】

Ashiya: [(reserved smile emoticon) Didn’t you say you always wanted to see my photos? Since we are about to meet, it doesn't matter if I show you these. Just wait a minute, I’ll send you a photo]

The gentle female prompt on the platform loudspeaker sounded, and the tram approaching from a distance came with the sound of grinding and rubbing against the rails.

Sakakibara put down his cell phone and couldn't help but follow the gazes of everyone on the platform and look at the square head of the train.

The phone suddenly rang twice.

Ashiya: [Picture]

Ashiya: [Picture]

Just when Raku Sakakihara discovered the information on the lock screen and wanted to click on it to take a closer look.

"Sister, be careful."

"Hey, wait, wait a minute——!"

His hand was suddenly pulled by a girl who had lost her footing.

It fell to the ground with a clatter.

Unfortunately, the phone jumped on the ground, once or twice, flying towards the tram track without any guardrails, and was hit head-on by the square-headed tram that broke through the wind.

Sakakibara's hands froze in mid-air.

"Ah, as expected of my sister, she got into trouble again."

"You, please stop talking. I'm very, very sorry! It's my fault. I didn't hurt you, right?" The girl who regained her balance clasped her hands in front of her skirt and looked at Sakakibara's dull expression with an apologetic look on her delicate face. .

The roar of the tram still lingers in my ears.

Raku Sakakihara looked helplessly at the train passing by in front of him, and the strong wind coming from his head ruffled his hair.

This is the latest iPhone I bought after working for half a year

It's hard to say goodbye to the yellowed smartphone with buttons in the past. I planned to use this phone for ten or eight years, but it hasn't warmed up yet.

nowadays--

The sky is far apart.

Sakakibara put down his empty hand, "There are no physical injuries. After all, the injuries are the mobile phone I spent more than half a year's work money to get, half a year of my life, half a year of 10 o'clock at night, and half a year of vacation."

The tram stopped, and people started to move back and forth getting on and off the train.

"It's so miserable. Sister, what should you do now?"

"I, I don't know either. I was careless just now."

"As expected of a sister, she can wrestle on flat ground."

"My fault"

"Sure enough, the sister who has made a mistake can only compensate by becoming her girlfriend. Do you want to commit yourself to her?"

Tianhai Jiuliuli turned around.

But she only saw her sister holding the shoulder bag with both hands obediently, and her little face looking away.

As expected, my sister was still angry.

Helpless, her sister turned around again and looked at Sakakihara Raku, her face showing apology again:

"sorry."

The tram closed its door and drove away.

The track in front of the platform became empty again, but Sakakihara Raku could no longer see his mobile phone, not even any fragments of corpses.

"So, how are we going to solve this problem?" he said, staring at the empty tram tracks under the platform.

"I'm so, so sorry! I'll try my best to make it up to you."

The girl bent down sincerely, and when she raised her head again, Sakakihara Raku, who looked towards the girl, could see her face clearly.

He was stunned for a moment, almost subconsciously.

The girl is wearing a sky blue dress. The facial features are exquisite and straight, with exposed snow shoulders, slender legs, under the delicate and slender eyebrows, sapphire blue eyes are smooth and bright, and the milky white skin is delicate and clean without any roughness.

The breeze as the tram left caused her flaxen hair, as transparent as silk, to sway gently, blowing against her noble face like a lily.

It reminds me of the brilliant cherry blossoms I saw on the bank of the Kanda River just now.

Behind the girl, the younger sister stood upright holding a brown shoulder bag. Her hands were placed in front of her skirt. Her eyes were slightly darker than her elder sister's, and her expression was calmer.

"you."

twin?

Twin sisters who can be called beautiful girls.

Like a lady from a famous family, her upright demeanor and beauty that cannot be hidden even if she apologizes are definitely not a temperament that ordinary people can match.

My sister noticed the way Sakakibara looked at her and thought he was a little strange.

The girl moved to her sister's side and whispered over her shoulder:

"Sister, you'd better apologize many times, otherwise the other party will get angry and take you away and imprison you in the cellar as his girlfriend."

cellar?

Sakakihara Raku failed to understand the girl's brain circuit.

"I, I know, I don't need you to remind Qi Mingyue."

My sister raised her apologetic eyes again, looked at Sakakibara and nodded: "Sorry! Ignore the strange words my sister said, I will give you a new mobile phone, and please leave a contact information! I will do my best. Try to compensate for your losses!”

"Then how do you plan to compensate?" Sakakibara asked with straight eyes.

"This...this" the girl became anxious, and subconsciously put her hands on the small bag on her waist, trying to find something.

"Sister, you are so stupid. You knocked off your boyfriend's cell phone. How come he still has contact information?"

"Although the mobile phone card is broken, Twitter and Line are all available." My sister replied while rummaging around.

"My boyfriend won't believe a female liar who knocked off his phone. What if you run away?"

"Why wouldn't my boyfriend believe it? Ah, no! He is not my boyfriend. Qi Mingyue, please stop talking!" The elder sister took out her elder sister's dignity and slashed her forehead with a hand knife.

"I just ate a bag of potato chips you put in the refrigerator. How can I hold a grudge for so long?"

The younger sister, who was holding the bag in both hands, had no way to avoid it, so she could only bear the pain and take a small step back.

Why should potato chips be kept in the refrigerator?

Strange twins.

Sakakibara sighed and said directly to the inquiring girl: "Do you have any cash? Just use this to pay. I don't want you to pay more compensation. The original price is fine. I just bought it yesterday."

Because the girl was so close, she could clearly smell the fragrance of the person opposite her. Wearing a clean and refreshing long skirt also makes their bodies feel quite comfortable.

"There is cash, yes, but not much." Under Sakakibara's gaze, her sister's voice was low and her eyes were apologetic, but she still maintained a good attitude.

"Forget it, I don't want to embarrass you. Let's do this. The purchase price of the mobile phone is 122,800 yen, plus 8% consumption tax." Sakakihara paused for a second and coughed dryly, "A total of 132,624 yen. If you don't believe it, I can show you the invoice when I purchased it."

The younger sister covered her mouth from behind and said, "Sister's boyfriend, so fast."

"What's quick?"

My sister still had a plain little face, but she looked a little naughty: "Ah, please don't pay attention to what I say."

The elder sister ignored her younger sister's naughty words: "A total of .132624 yen, right?"

"Yes." Sakakibara returned his gaze and nodded lightly.

My sister did not doubt whether the number he said was accurate. She opened the lavender bag on her waist and took out all the money inside.

When he found that it was not enough, he went back and put the money together with his sister. With an apology in his eyes, he handed it to Sakakibara Raku with both hands:

"The total amount here is 100,000 yen. My sister and I must leave some change for the remaining 30,000 yen on the road. Please leave your contact information and I will repay you one by one."

Raku Sakakihara stood there, holding ten brand-new 10,000 yen bills between his fingers. Tiny uneven lines traced across the fingertips, smelling like money and ink.

The girl took out 100,000 yen casually, as if she had taken it out of a bank. She really came from a wealthy family.

Sakakibara couldn't help but think of the days when he would pick up a dozen vending machines for a 50-yen steel coin.

Sure enough, they are people from two worlds.

"How about this!"

Seemingly thinking that Raku Sakakihara, who was silent, was still worried, her sister came up with an idea.

She fumbled around in her bright purple waist bag for a while, took out a student ID card, stretched out her delicate hands and handed it to Raku Sakakibara:

"This is for you. If I don't keep my promise, you can come to the school to find me. I just entered school yesterday."

The girl turned around and took a note and marker handed over by her sister, and wrote two numbers on it.

"This is my phone number and Line account. You can also contact me through this."

Sakakihara Raku took the scented note and glanced at the Juanxiu font on the top. There seemed to be some scent left on the paper.

The writing is also elegant and elegant.

"Then let's do this." Sakakihara put the note back in his trouser pocket and accepted the plan.

"I'm really sorry!" My sister bowed and apologized again.

"It's nothing. As long as a reasonable apology and compensation are made, everything can be treated as if it never happened."

After the girl apologized twice more, Sakakihara did not choose to embarrass them. After all, he had to rush for time.

"Sister, how about I go to dad's place alone, and you stay here until--"

"Seven, bright, moon!"

They are really enemies and sisters.

Sakakihara watched them leave the station.

After all, they are just passers-by in life.

[We have arrived in front of Prince Station, we have arrived in front of Prince Station]

Holding the handrail, Raku Sakakihara stood on the Toden Arakawa Line carriage, his body swaying slightly with the train.

He was holding the tram ring in one hand, and in the other hand he was holding the student ID card that the girl had handed to him just now, with a note with a phone number and line on it between his middle finger and index finger.

The two sisters just now left a deep impression on him.

He had never seen such beautiful twins in real life.

Pulling open the hard leather cover of the student ID card with his thumb, Sakakibara glanced at the girl's profile picture on the ID card.

The facial features are exactly the same as before.

Girls in Tokyo who don’t wear makeup are really a minority among the minority.

"Skin that is as icy as snow and clothes that are cloudy and fresh probably describes this kind of person."

He glanced at the black font on the side again and muttered:

"The first year of Tianhai Jiuliuli Mingde Junior High School is actually from the same school, but why don't I have any impression? Transfer student?"

["Tianhai Jiuliuli's student ID card\