My girlfriend is actually myself.

Chapter 71 My Sister Can't Be This Bad

In Greek mythology, the beautiful youth Narcissus rejected the advances of all his admirers and became madly infatuated with a maiden in the water.

He was unaware that the girl in the water was his own reflection on the surface. In Ovid's classic version, he only realized this on his deathbed, passing away with regret.

Even in mythology, the beautiful youth's infatuation with himself is based on a sense of detachment—he believes that the person in the water is someone else.

Shiraishi Saku doesn't believe the girl's body is another person; the girl in the water doesn't exist. The beautiful boy and the girl in the water can't think in sync, but he and she can. That's probably why he's been able to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, although he's recently broken that rule a bit.

But when the girl is asleep, or when she is engrossed in the performance, she briefly becomes another person, becoming the girl in the water.

Shiraishi Saku found it difficult to determine the state or situation, as there was nothing to refer to even in mythology.

He doesn't intend to judge or define; if there's no reference, he won't refer to it. He'll do whatever makes him feel comfortable, and his own affairs are entirely up to his own mood.

On stage, Yukimiya Natsune was chased to the edge by "Katekyo Hitman Reborn!" and she jumped off the platform, which was nearly a meter high, without hesitation.

One meter isn't very tall, but wearing heavy costumes, it's hard not to trip and fall. The actors rushed forward and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yukimiya Natsune being held in Shiraishi Saku's arms.

"Let's call it a day." Miyoko Tsukimiya glanced at the time. "It's time for dinner."

She invited Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune to dinner, and also invited the lead actors on stage.

Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune both refused the old lady's offer. Ningning was still at home, and if neither of them went back, the girl would have to eat alone.

"Let me meet her next time," Miyoko Tsukimiya said with a smile.

Shiraishi Saku agreed.

As I left the theater, it was already dark, with raindrops falling in the night, and the neon lights shimmering in the rain.

Yukimiya Natsune changed back into her uniform, but not her hairstyle. A small yellow flower was stuck in her golden updo, a stage prop that Nanase Akane had folded and given to her.

Shiraishi Saku reached out and brushed aside the small yellow flower in the girl's blonde hair. The touch from his fingertips was hard; it was a fake flower, after all, a stage prop.

The young girl really liked the flower, and Shiraishi Saku also thought it looked pretty. What looked even better was the lip gloss on the young girl's lips.

The driver started the car, and the neon lights flickered on the windows. Shiraishi Shuo lowered his head and tasted it. The lip gloss was white peach flavored, with a hint of minty coolness. It was a bit strange, not as good as real white peach, and it had lost the original flavor of his lips.

It looks good but doesn't taste good.

She took a wet wipe from his pocket, and he held the wipe, gently wiping away the lip gloss from her soft lips. He looked down again, and sure enough, the original flavor tasted better.

After passing the busy area, the traffic lightened considerably, and half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Shiraishi's house.

The capable-looking short-haired driver, holding a large umbrella, opened the car door and let the young lady and her husband out.

Shiraishi Saku took the other umbrella from her hand and, together with the girl, held it as they walked towards their home.

In Japanese residential buildings, there is a rather peculiar regulation called the building coverage ratio, which is the ratio of the building's coverage of the land.

If you buy a piece of land, the house you build cannot occupy the entire plot; you must leave a vacant area according to a prescribed ratio. This is why Japanese homes in anime and TV dramas always have a yard—not because they want a yard, but because it's a legal requirement.

In this regard, the Japanese also have a strange way of dealing with it, such as using a canopy that can be opened and closed freely instead of a roof. Without a roof, it is not considered a house, but a yard.

The Shiraishi family didn't do anything so fancy. Outside the house was a small, paved yard, which used to be a parking lot when the parents were still alive.

Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune walked through the courtyard. The girl looked around and then squatted down.

On the ground beside the door, there was a small, bright yellow flower, pressed down by the wind, swaying helplessly.

Shiraishi Shuo looked at her, neither controlling the girl's body nor giving any instructions. He thought that if it were him, he would pick the flower and find an opportunity to put it between Ningning's toes, or in Ningning's mouth.

This thought simultaneously entered the woman's mind. She picked the small yellow flower, turned around, and placed it in Bai Shishuo's hair.

"..."

Saku Shiraishi pondered the similarity between his head and Nene's feet.

However, this is something he would do.

He took out the key and opened the door.

Hearing the noise, the younger sister happily ran to the entrance, then frowned at her brother. This act of putting flowers in his hair was a bit much for her to handle.

"Eek~, what are you doing, brother?" the girl said with a look of disgust.

Shiraishi Saku ignored her, walked into the entrance hall, revealing Yukimiya Natsune behind him.

"Wow, where did Yukimiya-nee pick these flowers? They're so pretty!" The younger sister hugged Yukimiya Natsune's arm and looked at the prop flower on her head.

Your double standards are outrageous!

Bai Shishuo pinched her face and kneaded it forcefully.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was hitting the windows. It was getting late, so they quickly finished their dinner, took a shower, and went back to their bedroom.

Without having to think about it, the young girl naturally rolled up her nightgown and stood in front of Shiraishi Saku.

If someone else were to do this, it would definitely be a very erotic scene, but when you look at yourself, it's hard to have any fantasies.

Shiraishi Saku took out the body lotion and squeezed it onto his hand.

The positions of applying body lotion while lying down or prone have been eliminated by him and her. They are too inefficient, and when turning over, the lotion will be rubbed onto the sheets. Standing is the best position.

Bai Shishuo seriously suspects that those scenes in movies and TV shows where characters are shown lying down to paint are simply to pass censorship, since it's not easy to cover up when standing.

Since we don't need to worry about approval, we naturally choose the most efficient method.

Finally, he lifted the girl's feet and finished painting the last part. Shiraishi Saku did not stop, but instead placed his hands on the girl's feet.

Friction generates heat, which is a physical rule. Applying hand cream will make your palms feel hot, let alone body lotion.

A young girl's feet have the lowest body temperature, making them the best place to cool down.

The temperature has been hot lately, and Shiraishi Saku is thinking about how to make full use of his advantages to get through the hot summer.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when the seated girl raised her foot and stepped on his face.

"Whoa!"

The voice wasn't his, nor hers. He and she both looked towards the door, and Sakura Nene, clutching her pillow, turned to run away.

A young girl's body can't outrun a girl, but Shiraishi Saku can easily outrun her.

He grabbed the girl's two ponytails and dragged her back to her room: "I don't remember having a voyeuristic sister."

"I don't remember having a perverted brother!" the girl retorted, holding up the pillow in her hand. "I just came to ask if we could sleep together, who knew I'd see this? Brother, you'll have to pay for my eyes!"