Chapter 148: Suou Yuki: Become My Onii-chan!

Chapter 148: Suou Yuki: Become My Onii-chan!

The seventh day of the identity exchange between Yukima Azuma and Miyamizu Mitsuha.

"Ittadakimasu... A~ mu~... No matter how many times I eat it, it still tastes so unbelievably good."

Suou Yuki hugged a bowl of rice and ate eagerly.

At the same time, her mouth kept mumbling, though her voice was slightly unclear.

"With cooking skills like this, you could definitely charm many beautiful women."

"Anyway, after eating this once, I won't be able to stand normal meals anymore."

"People would definitely do anything just to eat something delicious."

Suou Yuki confirmed.

"That's not cooking, that's a criminal drug!"

Yukima Azuma blurted out in mockery.

After spending time together these past days.

He had gotten used to Yuki's random remarks.

The dignified young lady who appeared so proper.

In reality, no matter how strange her words were, no matter how "wild" she acted, it was all perfectly normal.

In the past few days.

Yukima Azuma visited Suou's house every day.

His wall-climbing skills had improved significantly.

[Acquired Infiltration Skill lv1.]

Every day, he wrote drafts of "Harry Potter" at Suou Yuki's house.

While doing that, he would also tell stories to Suou Yuki.

When lunchtime came, he would make a meal for both of them.

Of course, it wasn't because Yukima Azuma liked cooking or wanted to improve his cooking skills.

It was after Suou Yuki ate the steamed bass and stir-fried cashews that Yukima Azuma made for the first time.

Suou Yuki eagerly looked forward to it every day.

She even acted like a puppy, hugging Yukima Azuma's leg and crying out:

"As long as you cook, I'll offer my body and soul."

Such a strange statement.

Making a meal wasn't much effort, so Yukima Azuma agreed.

Moreover, Yukima Azuma had something he wanted to ask Suou Yuki for help with later.

It was like paying her a reward in advance.

After a week.

Suou Yuki's frail body and illness showed some initial changes.

Her small, delicate face started to gain a bit of flesh.

"It's really delicious, it feels like I've been raised into a useless person."

After eating, Suou Yuki lay on the bed, looking like a salted fish.

Yukima Azuma walked over to the table and collected the draft, now a thick stack.

Yukima Azuma had completed the plot of the first volume of "Harry Potter."

And, after getting used to it.

The speed of continuing the story grew faster.

Although he only vaguely remembered the plot of "Harry Potter."

With his level-seven literary skill as a foundation.

He only needed to tweak the story in his head a bit, and the product would surely be famous everywhere.

He folded the draft of the first volume and set it aside.

But Yukima Azuma didn't rush to continue the next part.

"Yuki." He called her.

Suou Yuki, who had been like a salted fish, immediately sat up and looked toward Yukima Azuma.

Waiting for the next installment from Yukima Azuma.

"I'll be going back tomorrow, and Mitsuha will return too."

Yukima Azuma spoke about the main topic.

Suou Yuki's lazy smile suddenly stiffened.

But before her expression turned gloomy.

She quickly adjusted herself.

"Hmm, I see, well, to be fair, exchanges like this usually don't last long, do they?"

She spoke with her usual cheerful tone, adding a hint of teasing.

"After tomorrow, the day after, it will switch back to me, and it will continue to alternate every seven days, unless something unexpected happens."

Yukima Azuma's words caused Suou Yuki's tense body to relax a bit.

But the room fell silent for a while.

Yukima Azuma's words forced Suou Yuki to face the current situation.

Their meeting was an unusual event.

And since it was unusual, it was bound to be corrected one day.

Although the farewell day hadn't come yet, it would eventually have a deadline.

Suou Yuki couldn't help but want to ask when that day would come.

But immediately, she restrained herself.

If she knew exactly when, she might spend each remaining day living in worry and fear of loss.

In fact, it was probably better to leave that deadline vague.

"Hey, Azuma-nii, do you have a little sister?"

Yuki's voice was soft, with no sign of any complexity in her thoughts.

"No... I'm not sure, but if I did, I've never met her."

Yukima Azuma thought about the Yukima family.

Such a large family must surely have some blood relatives somewhere.

But Yukima Azuma wouldn't accept a stranger as his sister. (note: sound like flag)

"I've always wanted an older brother since I was little, but unfortunately, I'm an only child."

Yuki turned around and looked up at the roof.

The garden at Suou's house had seemed vast to little Yuki.

But in that vast space, no one had been there with her.

Although Kimishima Ayano had grown up with Yuki from a young age.

Suou Yuki understood that Ayano's philosophy couldn't be in perfect harmony with hers.

If only I had an older brother.

Such a thought naturally arose.

However, even if she asked her parents to have another child, it would only be Yuki's younger brother or sister.

Suou Yuki was not the type of person to trouble her parents just because of her own thoughts.

She looked up at the ceiling for a moment, feeling lonely.

Suou Yuki pouted, turned her head, and looked at Yukima Azuma.

"At this point, even an idiotic protagonist in a light novel would know what to say!"

Yukima Azuma pointed at himself.

"Do you want me to say: 'Let me be your Onii-chan, Yuki!' Is that what you want?"

Suou Yuki snapped her fingers.

"Alright! From today, you're my older brother!"

"Hey hey, that was the question."

"Onii-chan, please love me a little more!"

"Do you think you can just change the subject like that?"

"Onii-sama, let's go to the hot spring and talk honestly!"

Suou Yuki wouldn't ask about Yukima Azuma's personal matters.

Questions that crossed boundaries would only annoy others.

But Suou Yuki really couldn't bear it.

She had no choice but to use a little trick.

If there were a cute little sister like her.

Surely, he wouldn't really leave.

Maybe one day, he would remember and come back to find her.

Suou Yuki thought to herself.

Although it had only been seven days.

Yukima Azuma had left indelible marks in the little world of Suou Yuki.

As they were arguing, they were interrupted by a soft cough from Suou Yuki.

Although she had been resting to recover these past days.

Illness came like a truck, but it left as quickly as a turtle.

Acute asthma, a condition that could follow someone for their entire life, would take a long time to heal completely.

Yukima Azuma stood up and walked over to Suou Yuki, patting her back to help her breathe steadily.

Once the coughing stopped.

Suou Yuki lightly tugged at the hem of Yukima Azuma's shirt.

She looked at him with bright eyes.

"Onii-chan?"

"Umu, Onii-chan desu."

Yukima Azuma yielded.

...

In the afternoon.

Before leaving, Yukima Azuma handed the first draft of "Harry Potter" to Suou Yuki.

"Take it, publish it, and you can choose the author's name, Yuki."

Suou Yuki took the manuscript and smiled, nodding.

As the kawaii imouto, of course, Onii-chan's request would always be accepted.

Leaving Suou's house.

Yukima Azuma returned to Mitsuha's house.

"Mitsuha, tomorrow we'll do the protective knot."

Grandmother Hitoha reminded.

"Yes, I know, I'll stay home tomorrow," Yukima Azuma replied.

The protective knot was a special knotting technique passed down through generations in the Miyamizu family.

It was said to be a string symbolizing the connection between the divine and humans, between people, and between people and spirits.

It was a special symbol.

Every hair tie Mitsuha used was made from these protective knots.

After returning to Mitsuha's room.

Yukima Azuma took out Mitsuha's diary.

Tomorrow, he and she would swap identities back to normal.

Mitsuha's time had passed seven days.

It was also time to explain the situation to her.

Anyway, let's keep the conversation simple.

Yukima Azuma flipped to a new page in the diary, took a pen, and began writing.

[To Miyamizu Mitsuha, hello there, I am Yukima Azuma.]

After writing the first line.

Yukima Azuma thought for a moment about Mitsuha's situation.

He couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

Mitsuha's life in Yukima Azuma's body.

Yukima Azuma could see it.

But after the first day, the situation there had been at a standstill.

[First, what you experienced wasn't a dream, but real events that actually happened, please understand this.

One day for you in Tokyo, seven days have passed in Itomori.

Time passes so quickly.

This swap won't last long, it only takes up part of your summer vacation, so don't worry.

Below is what happened in these past seven days.]

Yukima Azuma summarized and wrote down the events of the past seven days.

He didn't expect Mitsuha to help with anything.

It was simply to provide a summary of the situation for a girl he had never met.

A normal person suddenly losing seven days of their life would certainly feel anxious.

At the end, Yukima Azuma wrote a line:

[At this point, let's fully experience this extraordinary life together.

— Yukima Azuma]

After closing the diary.

Yukima Azuma placed it by the pillow.

Then, using Mitsuha's phone, he set an alarm.

The alarm would go off at 8 AM tomorrow, with the title:

[Your diary has received a letter.]

After everything was set.

Yukima Azuma stretched a little, then lay down and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again.

The surroundings had completely changed.

No longer was there a strange ceiling before him.

He sat up and looked out the window, seeing the familiar scene.

Shiratamaru was squatting at the door, seemingly alert, watching the owner who had just woken up.

Yukima Azuma waved at it.

Shiratamaru stared for a moment, then immediately ran over to Yukima Azuma.

Yukima Azuma reached out and scratched Shiratamaru's chin.

Shiratamaru let out a pleased "grr grr" sound.

Its little head started rubbing against Yukima Azuma's palm.

After petting for a while, Yukima Azuma went outside to feed Shiratamaru cat food.

Then, as he stepped outside, he took out his phone.

He glanced at the screen, seeing an overwhelming amount of notifications.

Yukima Azuma looked through the order notifications and patted his head.

He opened Amazon, searched for the orders.

He returned everything that could be returned.

Once the returns were complete, Yukima Azuma changed his shoes, stepped outside, and began his morning jog.