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

"Didi-di-di-di-di."

Sakakihara Raku.

That's me.

Alas, as a guy who has experienced rebirth and was not killed by a dump truck, he never thought that one day he would have three younger sisters at home.

Living together? To some extent it is.

"148149150"

"call"

Didi! Didi!

Slapping off the seven o'clock alarm clock on the bedside table, Sakakihara stood up from his 150 push-ups. He put on his clothes and came to the window.

As soon as I opened the window, the spring breeze blowing from the sea blew in my face, and the hair on my head also moved slightly.

He put his hands on the window sill and looked at the sixteen-story cityscape.

My muscles are still a little sore, and my mood has not changed.

After owning such a high-end apartment in Shirogane Takanawa in an instant, Sakakihara Raku felt that he had suddenly lost his direction.

I used to live in an old wooden building, and even in the sixth grade I had to sleep in the same bed with my sister.

Every night when I go to bed, I brag to Ah Ling, who is sleeping next to me, about what a nice house we will live in and what a great barbecue dinner we will have in the future.

When she said these words to her, Ah Ling's purple eyes always shone with light, and she was determined to live such a life in the future.

Sakakihara Rakuya always laughed at that time, touched her head, and comforted her to go to bed quickly and go to school early tomorrow.

At that time, my biggest wish was to rely on my hard work to buy a good house for my family so that A Ling could eat good food and meat every day.

But now, we have food and a house.

The road ahead suddenly became bleak.

Sakakibara looked into the distance, where seabirds were parallel to the white clouds, and trams were passing through the city rails.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered his previous life.

When he looked at the same sky before his death, he could not let go of that depressing mood even after seventeen years.

He was a dignified champion of the national archery competition. Before the age of eighteen, he gave up everything and practiced hard. At the age of eighteen, he was about to be selected for the national team and reach the pinnacle of his life.

In my last life, when I was fishing by the stream, I was taken as prey by a guy holding a bow and arrow - I won't say more about it later.

The doubt, the confusion, the depression of lying on the ground before losing consciousness, staring blankly at the blue sky with an arrow in his head.

Sakakibara Raku's memory is still fresh.

It's such a painful death, so it's not too much to make some compensation in this life, right?

There was a breeze blowing in my ears, and the curtains on the side were gently swaying.

With this thought in mind, he clasped his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly toward the sky above the city:

"Me! Raku Sakakihara! The goal I have been striving for for more than ten years has suddenly been achieved. What should I do now!!"

However, there were no more ripples in the vast blue sky because of the young man's words.

Seagulls still hovered above, and vehicles still passed through the city streets below.

Sakakibara held his face, flicked the stainless steel frame of the window with his index finger, and stared at the seagulls in Tokyo Bay that barely responded to him with a high-pitched cry.

Forget it, seagulls can't speak, what are you expecting?

"call--"

After yelling, Sakakibara felt a little more comfortable.

Live every day well and find your desired goals in the following days, which is the right way.

Shaking his hands and relaxing his arms, Sakakibara went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and drank water from the cup to rinse his mouth.

[Daily-drink water (1/5)]

[Existing points: 1375——﹥1380]

Does brushing your teeth count?

After wiping his face, he went to the kitchen and took out the eggs he bought at the supermarket after school yesterday.

Set up the pot, turn on the heat, heat the iron pot until it smokes, pour in oil,

At this moment he couldn't help but yawn.

"Ha~~~"

The oil temperature dropped to 50% hot, then turned on low heat. Sakakihara covered his yawning mouth with one hand, pinched the egg with the index finger, middle finger and thumb of the other hand, and knocked it on the side of the pot with one hand.

There was a click, and the egg white fell into the pot with the egg yolk attached to it.

"Double yolk egg."

Raku Sakakihara glanced at the two egg yolks and lowered his yawning hand.

I don't know if this is hinting at something.

The eggs made a sizzling frying sound in the pot. When the egg whites were cooked until golden, Sakakihara skillfully put them on a plate with a spatula, sprinkled with a few salt, and you were done.

"10 points."

As for why a Level 3 cooking skill can make an omelette with a score of 10, Raku Sakakibara’s secret is to rate it yourself.

Following this procedure, he fried a soft-boiled egg again. Staring at the two plates in front of him, crossing his arms and rubbing his chin, Sakakibara always felt that something was wrong.

"Mine, A-Ling's, mine, A-Ling's" his eyes jumped and he repeated over and over again.

Sakakibara made a fist with his right hand and hit his left palm hard.

Tian Hai Jiu Liu Li and Tian Hai Qi Mingyue!

There was no other way, Sakakihara Raku could only restart the pot and follow the instructions twice.

He didn't want to do this, but the new pot at home was too small, a small pot that could be covered with two palms.

If you put two eggs in it and fry them together, it doesn't matter whether they will stick together. The key is that the heating will be uneven and you won't be able to make soft-boiled eggs.

How about going to the Chinese market to buy a big iron pot after school today?

With this idea in mind, he fried a few more bacons and heated six slices of bread in the bread machine.

Sakakibara Raku came to the door with "Sakakihara Suzu" written on it.

Boom boom.

"Wake up!"

Wait for a moment, and tap twice with the back of your hand.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!!"

Sakakihara Raku took out the room key that his mother gave him and opened the door of Sakakibara Suzu's room.

As soon as you enter the door, the fragrance hits you, and the girl's room comes into view.

The decoration of her room is more girly and pink, with a sofa, computer desk, bookshelf, anime posters, and a heavy chemical sticker posted all over the wall.

There are some inspirational sentences written on it, as well as photos taken at the same time of her debut with several girls.

Scattered on the computer desk were the homework she had managed to finish yesterday after staying up late, white headphones for listening to music, a pen with the lid uncovered, and an open voice actor guide book.

——"How to maximize your voice to 300%!" ! 》.

The Japanese have a chuunibyou disease that never goes away.

"You don't clean up before going to bed."

Sakakihara walked over, straightened out her messy headphones, put them in the drawer, and put the pen holder on the pen cap.

Assignments, books, and notes were sorted together and put into her school bag.

In the past, she often had to make up a new homework because she forgot to bring it.

No matter which country you are in, as a student, you must remember one thing - if you don't bring it, you don't write it.

After finishing these things, Sakakibara Raku came to Sakakibara Suzu's bedside and watched her sleeping soundly with the quilt between her legs.

She's clearly not ugly, so why doesn't she look like a girl at all?

As usual, Sakakihara bent down and pushed her arm, and kept repeating in her ear with a mechanical and cold voice: "Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up."

After repeating it probably a dozen times, finally, Sakakihara Suzu made some movement - she made an extremely reluctant sound, turned over, slapped him away with one hand, and continued to sleep while hugging the quilt.

"Don't make any noise."

This again?

There was no other way. Sakakihara Raku, who stood up straight again, could only use his previous trump card.

He took out his mobile phone, opened the recording software, shouted "Get up~ wake up~" twice, then set the recording to an infinite loop, raised the sound to the maximum, and whispered it in her ears.

Sakakihara stretched out his arm, turned his head and glanced at her unbearably, and then decisively pressed the red play button with his thumb.

"Wake up~ wake up~ wake up~ wake up~ wake up~ wake up~"

“Ahhhhh——!!”

Finally, she stayed in bed like Sakakibara Suzu. Even if she covered her head with a pillow, she couldn't bear the sound of his magic sound filling her ears, so she sat up from the bed.

"What time is it?" She rubbed her sleepy eyes, her short hair was messy.

Sakakibara stopped recording, glanced at 7:09 on the phone screen, and said calmly:

"It's eight fifteen."

"Eight eight eight eight. It's eight o'clock?! Why didn't you wake me up earlier!"

Suzu Sakakihara woke up instantly and quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed with bare feet.

"Well, didn't you say before that you wanted to sleep more? So I'll be later."

"Then it can't be so late! Get out, get out, there's no time, there's no time!"

Sakakibara Suzu stepped on the floor with her bare feet, urging loudly, and hurriedly pushed Sakakihara Raku out of her room, closing the door with a clang.

Immediately afterwards, Raku Sakakihara stood outside the door and heard a commotion inside, the sound of bare feet hitting the wooden floor, and a scream from what seemed like her kicking the corner of the table.

Sakakibara's mouth twitched.

How miserable.