After leaving school, Rin Yuki headed to the middle school section.
The moment Kotori spotted him, she immediately lunged at him.
"Onii-chan! You finally came!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm here now, Kotori. Be good, okay?"
"Were you waiting long?"
Yuki gently ruffled Kotori's hair, his fingers brushing against her white ribbon.
Clearly, this was Kotori in her adorable "moe mode."
"Mmm…!"
Kotori shook her head, her twin pigtails swaying with the motion.
"No matter how long it takes, Kotori will always wait for Onii-chan!"
She tilted her head up sweetly, her big, sparkling eyes fixed on Yuki her gaze overflowing with unmistakable joy and affection, his reflection clear in her pupils.
"Alright! Let's go home."
"Okay!"
Hand in hand, Yuki started leading Kotori away—until a group of her classmates noticed her and rushed over.
The moment they saw Yuki standing beside her, they froze, completely starstruck.
"I-Itsuka…san, is this your family?"
"Hey, hey, Itsuka! Is this that mysterious, super-cool big brother of yours?"
"Introduce us, pleaaase!"
"Yeah! I wanna meet him too!"
"Itsuka, I'm your future sister-in-law, okay?!"
The middle school girls completely lost their composure, swarming around Yuki like a flock of excited birds.
"Damn! Onii-chan is Kotori's only!"
Kotori instantly transformed into "Overprotective Sister Mode," shielding Yuki from the eager crowd before grabbing his hand and bolting.
Her Onii-chan belonged to her alone!
No way was she letting some random girls get their hands on him! Future sister-in-law? Marriage?
As if! Onii-chan only needs Kotori!
Her thoughts raced as she dragged Yuki along, not stopping until they were a full kilometer away from the school.
Yuki watched her reaction, chuckling under his breath.
"Kotori, your friends were just joking around, you know? Don't go causing trouble with them."
But Kotori didn't answer right away. Instead, she turned to him with a pout, her voice dripping with accusation:
"You're the one who needs to be careful, idiot Onii-chan!"
Yuki blinked—her ribbon had turned black.
Ah. Commander Kotori had taken over.
"You're the real problem here, attracting girls like this."
"From now on, you're banned from coming anywhere near my school."
Her tone left no room for argument.
"Actually, scratch that. Stay away from your school too, or those annoying girls will never leave you alone!"
"That's not enough—from now on, I'll come pick you up after school!"
Kotori tapped her chin, pondering for a moment before laying down the new rule like a military decree.
"I won't let some sneaky vixens get their claws into you at your school!"
She muttered something under her breath afterward, too low for Yuki to catch.
"Alright, alright, whatever you say."
Yuki sighed, shaking his head. He was officially under little-sister dictatorship now.
Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a lollipop, unwrapped it, and—before Kotori could protest—popped it straight into her mouth.
"Here. Suck on this and chill."
"Mmmph—! K'sou onii-chan! (Damn you, Onii-chan!) T'is was 'mbush (This was an ambush)!!"
Kotori scrunched her nose, cheeks puffing indignantly around the candy. But then, a sly thought flickered in her eyes.
Whoosh. Her face turned scarlet.
She gazed up at Yuki through her lashes, her small pink tongue, glistening with saliva, gliding slowly over the lollipop. She closed her lips around it, working it with deliberate, teasing movements that sent a rush of dangerous, primal signals straight to his brain.
"Ahem. Let's… just go."
Yuki quickly looked away, tugging Kotori toward home before his imagination could revolt.
Noticing his fluster, Kotori smirked, triumph curling in her chest.
Hah! Serves him right. Now he knows, no one compares to his little sister's charm!
Back home, Kotori retreated to her room, while Mio (disguised as "Murasame Reine") greeted them with a serene smile, dusting the living room.
After asking Yuki about his first day at school, she vanished into the kitchen to cook.
Yuki, meanwhile, flopped onto his bed. His homework? Finished in a blink—thanks to his "Omniscient" skill.
Now, he could focus on more pressing matters… like the mysteries of his past.
"Huh? Why's there a damp spot here…?"
After changing clothes, Yuki settled with his laptop—only to notice a faint, dried water stain on his bedsheet.
He scratched his head. Probably just Mana cleaning and missing a spill.
Shrugging, he booted up his laptop and navigated to a certain… specialized website.
The screen flooded with images so scandalous they'd need mosaic censorship just to exist.
Yuki clicked the "Creator Dashboard" tab, scanning his stats with a satisfied nod.
This was Pixiv's shadowy cousin—the world's largest doujinshi hub. And "Raihōken" (Thunderfire Sword), Yuki's alter ego, reigned as its undisputed king.
How'd he end up here? Well, a year after arriving in this world, he'd stumbled upon the legendary "Kashiwagi Eri"—aka the doujin goddess "Eromanga Sensei" herself.
Realizing this wasn't just a Date A Live universe, Yuki had curiously checked out her work.
His verdict? "Not bad, but flawed."
Cue her rabid fans: "Oh yeah? YOU try drawing better!"
Challenge accepted.
With his "Know-It-All" skill, Yuki mastered god-tier artistry in 60 seconds flat.
One explosive debut later, "Raihōken" dethroned every doujinshi artist alive—even earning awe from mainstream illustrators.
Now, his profile overflowed with worship:
[RAIHŌKEN-SENSEI IS THE DOUJIN GOD!]
[WE'D STARVE WITHOUT YOUR WORK!]
[NEW BOOK WHEN?! MY LIFE HAS NO MEANING UNTIL THEN!!]
Rin Yuki skimmed through the comments, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
With a few quick swipes, he switched the page to "Kashiwagi Eri"—aka Eriri Spencer—and checked her latest works.
Though her doujinshi were still popular, the gap between her numbers and his was like night and day.
Ever since Yuki's art blew up, Eriri's works had gotten a second wind too—her page had practically turned into a pilgrimage site for fans.
After all, if not for that one legendary comment—'If you're so good, why don't you do it?'—the doujin world would've never gotten a god-tier artist whose skill even left professional illustrators in awe.
He gave Eriri's newest release a brief glance before shutting down his computer.
After changing clothes, Yuki pondered his next move.
"I could jump straight to thirty years ago—the exact moment Mio was summoned by that trio of mages..."
"But... arriving a little earlier might be way more fun."
His mind drifted to those three mages, especially Ellen Mira Mathers.
Sure, she was technically the antagonist in the original story—but there was something oddly charming about her.
Teasing her could be a hell of a good time.
...Okay, fine. He'd admit it. He was totally into her.
Once he settled on a timeline, Yuki focused—and in the next instant, his figure vanished from the room.