Watg the two twin sisters leave, Shuichi Chiba stroked his , lost in thought, and began analyzing Sayuki Ogawa's behavior.

  From their iions over the past few days, it was clear that Sayuki Ogawa had a dominant personality, always wanting to take the upper hand in every situation.

  Yes, that kind of personality.

  Shuichi Chiba strongly suspected that even iain... intimate matters, Sayuki Ogawa liked to be on top, taking the lead.

  A woman with a strong petitive spirit... Could it also be a bit of a desire for quest?

  The more difficult aant he was, the more ied aed she became...

  Shuichi Chiba covered his face. What oh was he thinking? Everything was a mess, and weren't their roles a bit reversed?

  He robably being influenced by Tsuki Akiyama, which was causing his thoughts to go off track.

  Clearing his mind, Shuichi Chiba began analyzing from anle. There were two things Sayuki Ogawa had just said that caught his attention.

  ‘Am I unnecessary now?’

  ‘I manage on my own.’

  When she said these words, her expression seemed a bit unusual, as if she was... worried? Maybe feeling a bit lonely?

  There was also a slight hint of sulkiness ione.

  Bold and ope uo part from her sister, afraid of bei alone?

  If that were truly the case...

  "In that case, why separate? There's no harm in tinuing to live together." Shuichi Chiba muttered to himself.

  He opehe system interface, and just as expected, Fumika Ogawa's sense of belonging had increased by 10, once again boosting his monthly sary by 100,000 yen.

  The current situation was,

  - [Fumika Ogawa, Sense of Belonging: 50]

  - [Sayuki Ogawa, Sense of Belonging: 20]

  - [Tamako Akiyama, Sense of Belonging: 30]

  With every 10 points of belonging adding another 100,000 yen to his monthly sary, plus the basic administrator's fee, Shuichi Chiba's monthly sary had now reached 1.1 million yen.

  A look of satisfa appeared on Chiba's face, the joy of reaping the rewards.

  However, the sary wouldn't be paid out until the beginning of month, so for now, he could only feel happy about it. He was still spending from his savings.

  That afternoon, Fumika Ogawa didn’t e back, and Shuichi Chiba, bored, spent the eernoon watg ao pass the time. The colle from his previous life was still quite impressive—Rin Shima really was cute. It made him want to go camping.

  Of course, it would be eveer if he could take the dy from door camping with him. That would probably be amazing.

  …..

  On Monday m, while Shuichi Chiba was brushing his teeth, the doorbell suddenly rang. He went downstairs to a, and once again, it was Tsuki Akiyama.

  "Mom wants you to e over for breakfast." Tsuki said, lightly biting her lip, her usual defiant expression on her face.

  "Isn’t the pce still not open?" Chiba asked curiously. He had gotteo Tsuki's attitude by now—this troubled girl always liked to pretend she was being forced into things.

  "It's just missing the sign. Everything else is ready, and the moving pany already set everything up. There's no problem with cooking." Tsuki expined, gng around cautiously as her hands slowly moved downward.

  "And also... this, check." She lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, revealing the blue and white striped panty she was wearing, along with a glimpse of her skin.

  The boldness of the act left an undeniable tension hanging in the air.

  pared to their previous enters in the privacy of the sed floor, doing something like this on the first floor was obviously bolder and more thrilling.

  Tsuki Akiyama trembled slightly from the excitement, her face slowly turning red as she bit down on her lip.

  Shuichi Chiba, pretending to remain indifferent, gnced briefly and nodded. "That's fine."

  Tsuki lowered her skirt, sav the lingeriions but feeling like it had all been too brief, leaving her somewhat unsatisfied.

  "Sit o me at breakfast ter." Chiba added, knowing this troubled girl wouldn’t be so easily tent.

  "!!!" Tsuki's heart skipped a beat, her eyes lighting up with excited anticipation, though she muttered, "You're such a pervert, wanting to do something in front of my family..."

  "If you keep being this stubborn, I won't py along anymore." Chiba cut her off, not letting her tih her usual antics.

  "..." Tsuki immediately fell silent, her defiant attitude crumbling. She mumbled shyly, "Got it."

  "Good girl. You go ahead first, I'll ge clothes." Chiba said, patting her head before turning and heading upstairs.

  Tsuki Akiyama raised her hand to touch her own head, p for a moment, unsure of what kind of ‘py’ this even was.

  Hmm...

  'Good girl...'

  Could it be...???

  Her heart raced as she returo her family’s shop, her mind swirling with her earlier thoughts. If it really was what she suspected... How thrilling!

  "Tsuki-, where’s Chiba-kun?" Mrs. Akiyama asked, wearing an apron and looking every bit the chef as she busily worked at the stove.

  "He's ging clothes, he’ll be here soon," Tsuki replied, slipping bato her usual demeanor. "Where's An? She hasn’t e dow?"

  "I am ing, I am ing..." An Akiyama yawned as she stumbled dowairs, her clothes disheveled. The steep staircase almost caused her to take a tumble.

  Tsuki Akiyama, annoyed, walked over and tapped An on the forehead, helpiraighten out her clothes. "Were you pnning to go out looking like this? If anyone saw you, your image would be pletely ruined."

  Speaking of ruined images, Tsuki shuddered involuntarily. If anyone found out her true self, it would be her image that was pletely destroyed.

  She found herself losing fidence whenever she tried to scold her younger sister these days.

  "Wow, it smells so good. Why is breakfast so fancy today?" An asked, sniffing eagerly toward the kit like a curious puppy, sav the delicious aroma.

  "It's our first official breakfast since moving here, and Chiba-kun is ing over too. Of course, it has to be a bit more special." Mrs. Akiyama said with a smile.

  Just as she said that, Shuichi Chiba arrived. The momeepped inside, he was immediately greeted by the entig smell of the food.

  The shop was narrow, with a bar ter and a few other small tables, each able to seat only two people fag each other. Chiba walked through the tral aisle, greeting everyone as he passed.

  "Good m, Mrs. Akiyama. Sorry for the trouble." Shuichi Chiba greeted politely.

  "Oh, not at all! I'm so happy you could join us, Chiba-kun~," Mrs. Akiyama replied cheerfully as she id out the feast on the bar ter. "I wasn't sure if you preferred Western or Japayle breakfast, so I prepared a bit of both. Please, help yourself to whatever you like."

  Chiba g the bar, which was filled with an array of beautifully arranged dishes. There was miso soup with tofu, tuna rice balls, grilled salmon, cheese, pan-seared chi breast, tamagoyaki (Japanese omelet), pan-fried pumpkin, scrambled eggs, ba, toasted bread, pancakes, a fresh vegetable sad, and even ramen—fitting for the shop’s main business.

  As for drinks, there was genmaicha (brown rice tea), milk, and juice.

  For someone like Chiba, who usually just grabbed something qui the m, this se of the food was a sight he had never seen before.

  Even with his usual thick skin, Chiba couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. "This is really too much, Mrs. Akiyama. You didn’t o gh so much trouble. I usually just have some bread and milk, and that’s more than enough for me."

  "Don’t be shy now! It wasn’t much trouble at all. This is pretty much what we normally have. If I didn’t make it like this, An- wouldn’t be too happy." Mrs. Akiyama said fondly, casting a g her you daughter, who was eyeing the food hungrily.