The sisters of Asahina's family in Brother War Doujin

"Welcome, although the cleaning is not very clean," said calmly to the visitor, although Kiori didn't look very happy, in fact he found it very troublesome.

What's the matter with Otosaka, the female classmate, although she has clearly expressed her refusal, the other party is still entangled, and under various manipulations, it has finally evolved into a situation where she and some people have to be invited to the house.

"Excuse me! Asahina, your house is really grand." The person named Takano said, claiming to be his friend.

"Excuse me, I always feel that Asahina is so self-cultivated, and her family must be very elegant. It's really good." The person involved, Otosaka, praised calmly.

"Otosaka, you see everything is good!" joked another person whose name he couldn't remember.

Kiori sighed silently in his heart, wanting to end this boring activity quickly, but he couldn't do it because of politeness, he only brought them to the living room and didn't intend to bring them to his room.

"You can just sit down wherever you want, I'll pour tea." Calling them to sit down, Qizhi went into the kitchen by herself.

"The living room of Asahina's house is really big, it seems to take up the whole floor." Takano looked around, "But he doesn't have the dandyism of the rich second generation at all, but is polite."

"It seems that the family education is very strict..."

"Hmm...it's so pretty..." Otosaka ignored the other two, and stood in front of the painting in the middle of the living room. It was a portrait of a wedding dress, and the happy couple hugged each other, smiling warmly.

"I've been waiting for a long time...what's the matter..." Qi Zhi asked with a slight frown when he came back with tea.

"It's nothing, I just think this painting is beautiful," Otosaka came back to his senses, seeing Kiori blushing slightly, "Is he Asahina's brother?" I heard that there are many brothers in his family.

"No, it's the parents." Qizhi softened his face slightly, and couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Meihe saying that he must put this painting in the living room for the children who missed their mothers to admire when he said that he was often away from home.

"Ah, is that so? I'm sorry," Otosaka replied obediently, trying to find a topic, and asked again, "But why is it not a photo but a painting? It's not easy to save, right?"

"Sorry, I can't answer this question." Kiori put down the tea tray, not wanting to answer this question.

"Well... it doesn't matter whether it's a photo or a painting, don't worry about such details." Takano smiled and helped Otosaka, who was a little embarrassed, to find the steps, and didn't notice Kiori Bunchan's hand trembling.

"Well, that's right, I asked a strange question." Otosaka immediately recovered and continued to look for opportunities, his eyes fell on a few very elegant purple flowers in the delicate little vase on the bar beside him.

When I took a closer look, I noticed the photo frame next to it. It was a photo of a girl with twin ponytails. She was wearing a famous school uniform, standing under the cherry blossom tree, smiling faintly.

Picking up the photo frame, "Is this Asahina's sister? She's cute, and she's still in high school? Can you introduce me?" She thought it might be a good choice for herself to be friends with Asahina's sister.

"go out."

Before she finished speaking, there was an obviously angry voice two steps away from her, which startled her.

Looking back, there was a purple-haired man in a suit and glasses. His angry look was unexpectedly handsome, and he seemed familiar.

The man stepped forward to take back the photo frame from her hand, still in a very bad mood, "Although you are Kiori's friend, I'm sorry, can I ask you to leave our house?" All the guests were a little overwhelmed.

"Sorry, I..." Otosaka had never been treated so unfriendlyly before meeting him for the first time, and looked at Kiori with some grievances.

Kiori, who had put down the things in her hand and came straight after she touched the photo frame, was interrupted by Azusa on the way, her eyes were very dark at the moment, making people who saw it scared.

"As he said, please don't come again in the future, she is not someone you can use." Qizhi knew that it was a wrong decision to bring them, and he could hardly control himself now, "Please go back... ..."

"... Asahina," Otosaka wanted to say something else.

"Qizhi, please go to your room when you bring friends." Azusa gently brushed off the dust that didn't exist on the photo frame, and carefully put it back to its original position.

"Sorry, I know, I won't do it again." Qizhi turned her head, her tone calm, "I'm very sorry, but my house is really not suitable for entertaining guests, so please go back today."

"..."

A few people went in without knowing it, but they also understood that they seemed to have violated other people's taboos. Seeing that both of them had a bad face, they didn't dare to stay any longer.

……

It was a few days after a warm family reunion, he came back from get off work early, with a small bouquet of cherry blossoms that were already in full bloom, thinking about putting them in the vase by her bedside at least today.

He involuntarily quickened his pace, walked through the distance he had walked countless times, and opened the door of the ward full of joy to see her.

Nothing.

The bouquet fell on the ground, and the cherry blossoms in full bloom spilled all over the ground. The smile that he hadn't had time to take back was still in the corner of his mouth, but tears were streaming down his face.

……

"..." Touching her smiling face lightly with her fingertips, Zi heard the sound of those people leaving.

Is that how it feels?The bloody wound was still painful even after a long time, so painful that he didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't bear to think about it.

He would never have the chance to call that name again, nor would he ever hear it from anyone else.

Everyone kept silent and tended to their wounds alone.

That is, no matter whether it is yourself or others, you must never touch it, a taboo.

……

"...Does it have to be cleaned up? Can't even leave a trace of her?" Azusa was puzzled, and she didn't want to agree with this way of ending.

"...It's just tidying up the room. I can't just leave her things casually like this. Keep the important things well, and the room can be kept. Anyway, no one will use it anymore..." Youjing said such words, why not? Listen to yourself.

"I see……"

"...That's all right, let's all help."

……

"Ah, this is... a manga? Eh? The original manuscript?" Yusuke pulled out a large stack of papers from the desk drawer and sighed in surprise.

"Ah, can you give that to me?" Zao immediately came over to look through it. It was indeed her original manuscript. It would be better for him to keep these things. After thinking about it, he added, "I'll take that bear back."

"This is the picture book, right? My sister-chan is really amazing..." The picture book that I had to turn over also sighed.

"I'll leave the clothes and the like to you, Ema." Ukyo and Masaomi moved the bed.

"Ah, okay." Ema looked at these things with red eyes but held back her tears and continued to tidy up.

"Ah, what are these..."

All kinds of comics and game figures stuffed under the bed are exposed.

"I also said why my sister-chan has so few things, she hides so deeply..." Yao was also moved by this huge collection, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Ah, Brother Jing, this drawer is locked, can you find the key?" Subaru moved the bottom drawer of the desk, but found that it couldn't be opened.

"Is this it?" In Kiori's hand was a bunch of keys that had just been dug out from another drawer, "Try it."

After trying the keys one by one, Subaru froze for a moment when he finally opened the drawer.

"What? What's the secret?" Chun came over and patted him on the shoulder, and was stunned when he saw the inside.

Subaru silently took out the item, "This..."

The things that attracted everyone's attention were fully displayed, but no one made any noise.

One, another, familiar people.

Each portrait is a real and unknown Asahina.

Not only the natural but more gentle father-like Masato, the eyes of Ukyo with disheveled formal attire and hair are serious like no one else has ever seen before, lazy and revealing an inconspicuous concern...

The warmest and lovely Ema's smile, the full-bodied Julie, the happy wedding photos...

That child is actually the most gentle.

The most gentle, but also the most afraid of being hurt.

……

The author has something to say:

It’s finally the end, thank you all for your support~ Here’s my personal thread. Hey, do you want to write about BE’s tired look? The following is what I originally wanted to put in the main text, but I feel a little ashamed, so I put it here...

……

I have no wish,

I do not want anything.

I have no wish,

But people are greedy,

How could I have no wish.

I want to run,

I want to go far away,

I want to break free from this cage that binds me.

I want to be warm,

I want to be happy,

I want to have a good laugh at the boring stuff.

Running breaks me down,

No matter how far you reach out, you can't reach it.

the warmth burns me,

Happiness only ends with sadness.

Boring things are returned with indifference,

The cage kills all my wishes.

I have no wish,

Because it is destined to be buried.