078. Just a Little Kid!

"W-What are you trying to do?!" Kanade Natsukawa exclaimed, stepping back and assuming a defensive stance.

The girl before him tilted her head in an innocent, questioning gesture, her wide eyes brimming with curiosity. Despite her outward cuteness, she looked like nothing less than a devil in his eyes.

It must be the Fujiwara family genes—Chika and her sisters all shared remarkable beauty and similarly charming features. If not for slight differences in hairstyles and subtle details, Kanade might have mistaken this girl for Chika herself.

"Huh? What am I doing? I'm just really curious about boy's abs!"

"…"

You can't just say something so absurd with that innocent expression! Kanade screamed internally.

No doubt about it—this was Chika Fujiwara's younger sister, Moeha Fujiwara.

Chika had mentioned before that she had an older sister and a younger sister. The girl who'd walked out of the kitchen earlier in her underwear must have been Toyomi, the older one, leaving Moeha as the mischievous figure in front of him now.

How is this family so full of characters? Kanade sighed inwardly. One is quirkier than the next.

"Miss Moeha Fujiwara, listen carefully," Kanade began, attempting a stern tone. "No matter how curious you are about a boy's abs, you can't just go lifting his shirt! People will think you're a weirdo!"

The Fujiwaras were supposedly from a well-bred political family with strict discipline. But looking at the way these three sisters behaved, it seemed that dignity and propriety had been tossed out the window in favor of uninhibited eccentricity.

"Huh? Even if it's you, I can't?" Moeha pouted, looking genuinely disappointed.

"Even if it's me—wait, hold on." Kanade froze, processing her words. "What did you call me? President?"

"Do you… know me?"

He was certain he'd never met her before, yet she addressed him not only with familiarity but also by his title.

"Of course, Senpai!" Moeha beamed, stepping closer and clutching his arm affectionately. "I'm a third-year in the junior high division of Shuchiin Academy. Next year, I'll be in the same school as you!"

Not only did she know his face, but she also knew his name, his position as student council president, and more.

What's worse, this girl showed no reservations, happily hugging his arm and ignoring all concepts of personal space.

"Senpai, do you have a girlfriend? Have you broken up yet? If not, how about—"

"Waaah! Stupid Moeha! What are you doing? Let go of the President!"

Chika's voice rang out, and she appeared at the top of the stairs, storming over with an indignant expression.

"Scumbag President! Don't seduce someone's little sister in their own house! That's too much!"

"I didn't do anything!" Kanade protested weakly, but with his arm stuck between Moeha and Chika, it didn't look convincing at all.

Please believe me! I'm innocent! Someone tell the bodyguards not to kill me on the spot!

"Idiot Moeha, let go of the President! He's a terrible scumbag, and if you get close, he'll take advantage of you!" Chika declared with conviction.

"!?" Kanade snapped his head toward Chika. Is that really how you see me?! No wonder you don't mind getting a bit touchy sometimes—you're trying to experiment with relationships yourself!

But Kanade was no scumbag! Her theory was dead wrong!

"It's fine if he takes advantage of me!" Moeha clung tighter, looking like she was about to play tug-of-war with Kanade's arm. "Girls are proud to date a great boyfriend! Stop interfering, Sis!"

She even reached out and grabbed Kanade's chin, turning his face toward her.

"Senpai, just focus on me. Don't worry about my sister."

"No way!" Chika quickly mimicked her younger sister's actions, grabbing Kanade's other arm. "Idiot President, don't even think about hitting on a kid! You'll get struck by divine punishment!"

"Moeha's not a kid! I'm already grown up!" Moeha protested, puffing out her chest for emphasis.

"You're just a junior high schooler! Don't get cocky!" Chika shot back, equally unwilling to back down.

Even in her bear-themed pajamas, Chika's ample figure was undeniable, giving her confidence in the argument.

"Hmph! I'm still growing! I'll be a high schooler next year!"

"But you're still a kid right now! So no way!"

"Well, in that case," Moeha countered smugly, "compared to Toyomi-sis, you're a kid too, right?"

"Huh? Can I join in?" Toyomi's voice chimed in as she appeared at the stairs, her typically placid face showing a hint of amusement.

"Toyomi-sis, don't butt in!" Chika snapped, flustered.

Before she could continue arguing, Moeha's expression shifted to one of concern.

"Uh, Sis… Senpai looks like he's struggling a bit."

"…"

Chika glanced at Kanade, only to see him rolling his eyes and looking faint.

"President! Are you okay?!"

…

"…"

"Wow, you're finally awake, President!"

Kanade slowly opened his eyes to a dazzling night sky above, with gentle breezes carrying away the oppressive tension that had gripped him earlier.

His head rested on something soft—Chika's lap, to be precise. Her hand fanned him lightly, her expression surprisingly calm for once.

The soothing sensation and serene moment almost made Kanade lose himself in thought… until his grumbling stomach reminded him of a critical fact.

"So hungry…"

Food was fuel for the body, and he hadn't eaten since noon. His body was practically crying out in protest.

"Want something to eat? I can feed you!" Chika offered eagerly, setting aside the fan and picking up a bento box.

Kanade, lying quietly on her lap like a helpless child, suddenly felt a pang of resignation.

"…"

After a long pause, he muttered, "Chika Fujiwara, you're such an idiot…"