[The story begins on a calm afternoon]

[The two who were originally close at the moment turned against each other because of some innocuous 'trivial things', and then developed into unilateral fists and feet]

[Why did it become like this......]

[The first time I had someone I liked, the first time I had a whisper to say, two happy things coincided together, which should have brought more happiness]

[What the two of them have should be a dream-like pleasant afternoon tea time...... But fate is always so capricious.]

[Sad, sad]

[Behind all this, is it the distortion of fate or the vanity of the two? 】

[Stay tuned for the second half, the Origin of the Parapsychological Research Society]

【ＯＫ(ゝω・´★)】

“……”×2

The two tacitly ignore the narrator's presence, and since the wages were taken away, the poor kid has often run some strange sets.

Back to the point.

Of the two born on the same day, who is older and who is younger?

This acute question can be said to be the biggest crisis that the Parapsychological Research Society has encountered since it began its activities for a month.

If it is not dealt with properly, the world may be destroyed because of the annoyed and angry beautiful girl.

This is the prelude to the mutation.

The threat level is tentatively set to Super Crossbow.

In the second half, the atmosphere of the Parapsychological Research Club became scorching with the first disclosure of the birthday issue.

It's not so much small talk as war.

Not a boring quarrel about who is big and who is small, but a boring civil war that determines dominance.

[Brother] or [Sister]?

Winning the other side gives you some of the privileges you like, and you can hear sweet salutations that make people feel good; As for the losing side, it may have to get used to the sweet life of the next 54 years or so.

In short, both men had a reason to win, and so the civil war began.

Hoshino Mahiro tries to convince Sayoko with his non-existent majesty.

Little success.

The first beautiful girl in the world gave him a sweet smile that could revive everything, and a strong killing intent that she didn't intend to hide.

Probably a terrifying smile that pressed him to eat.

As for the question of who is above, Sayoko has no intention of backing down.

If Hoshino Makun's boring self-esteem is going to stand in her way, then destroy it in a physical sense.

Sayoko has already developed an advanced gameplay method for two people to share their lives, just waiting for a chance to try.

"Gollum." The saliva of the male high school student is as honest as ever.

Maybe die once.

Hoshino Mahiro is well aware that Sayoko's persistence is much more boring than him, and it may be more difficult for her to admit that she is a sister than to travel 380,000 kilometers to the moon.

Doesn't matter.

He is ready to sacrifice his life for the truth, and as long as Sayoko can obediently call out a few times for his brother, it is not a big deal to die once.

Anyway, in the end, the other party will be reluctant to give up, Hoshino Mahiro is sure of this.

If there's one thing that stands above anything else at the moment, it's this issue that will affect the position up and down in the future.

Who's on it? Who's down there?

Hoshino stared at Sayoko with a smile on his face.

“……”×2

The stupid duo just kept looking at each other at a very close distance.

It's like they've 'quarreled' countless times in the past, and they can't say something themselves.

Although the other party will definitely be soft-hearted if he speaks first, it is no different from admitting defeat on his own initiative, and he must make the other party lose his mind and take the initiative to surrender, that is victory.

Behind the silence, the first encounter between the two has begun.

With a burst of 'coincidence' spring breeze, the sweet and intellectually burning aroma of the girl's body once again enveloped Hoshino Mahiro.

Just like several times in the past.

As long as he teases him like this, Hoshino Mahiro's sanity will gradually disappear, and then he will agree to the bad-hearted Sayoko's various unequal treaties.

In fact, it didn't work.

Two minutes later.

Looking at the indifferent Hoshino Mahiro, Sayoko finally couldn't help it: "What are you thinking?" ”

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall." In order to fight against the beautiful girl with bad eyes, he picked up the practice of the heart method again.

By separating your body from your thoughts, you can respond flawlessly, even when your body is restless.

"......" Sayoko narrowed her eyes, and she could faintly see an out-of-body phantom on Hoshino Mahiro.

"True?"

"I'm listening."

Generally, when this kind of line appears, it means that the other party is not listening, and it also means that the attack at this stage has failed.

In order to deal with the strongest Saint Seiya after evolution, the evil-eyed witch lady decided to use some more explicit means.

Fingers are dancing, gently brushing over the warm skin, writing intimate words on it, leaving a lovely imprint.

Little success.

At the moment, he doesn't have that worldly desire.

'There is no Gatling Bodhisattva in the south, the six roots are pure, and the six roots are pure. 'Silently reciting the mental method of subduing demons and eliminating demons, Hoshino Mahiro will no longer be defeated by this low-level trick that has appeared once.

Unless Sayoko kisses him directly, he will definitely not break the work.

Absolute.

The shimmer of someone's body protection made Sayoko a little irritable, and she decided to use some more exciting means to make Hoshino Mahiro return to the vulgar on the spot.

"Come over a bit."

“?” Although he couldn't figure out the situation, the male bodhisattva who decided to feed the witch with his body leaned over very consciously.

In the next second, the girl's forehead was pasted.

“!”

The forehead touches the forehead, and the temperature begins to transfer.

The girl's body temperature entangled with his body temperature, and even his breath became disordered.

It's close.

Hoshino Mahiro saw his Sayoko in his eyes, leaving only a little room for ambiguity between the tips of his nose.

"Do you feel it?"

The girl's bright eyes reflected her own color.

"What?"

"What I want to say."

"Let me think about it." Hoshino Mahiro broke the work very unhappily.

"Continue?"

"Go on."

Naturally, we have to maintain our current wonderful state until we think about it, and this is one of the Dharma that the gods preach.

【Innocence in Love】

……

As we all know, Mahiro Hoshino is a very cunning male high school student.

The comments provided by his friends of the opposite sex who did not want to be named are quite informative.

[Cunning Boy], [Frankly It's Cuter], [Occasionally Says Something Unintelligible], [Is a Very Strange Good Guy]......

Hoshino is cunning, that's for sure.

However, in addition to cunning, his elastic bottom line is also a part that has to be savored.

If you want to give an example, I have to mention the time I jumped to the camp of cute apprentices.

[Even though Higuchi Rokka has already commissioned the Parapsychology Research Society, the great president's lady doesn't seem to say that she can't help the other side]

[Shinhiro Hoshino decided to break through his lower limit a little bit and be a bad boy high school student a little]

It's not so much about breaking through the lower limit, it's about changing the lower limit, and the flexible personal bottom line is unobstructed.

Today's civil war is also a good example.

The cultivator who defended the strict defense fell at the speed of light under the temptation of the witch's explicit nature.

The perfect tragicomedy.

After tidying up the messy clothes and wiping the fine sweat off their foreheads, the two returned to a harmonious and loving chat atmosphere.

An armistice was also signed.

[When necessary, Hoshino Mahiro can be an older brother, and if you have an older brother, you will naturally have a sister named Himenomiya Sayoko]

Anyway, brother and sister or sister and brother, this ambiguous relationship is the same as Hoshino Shinto's bottom line.

Resilient.

"Can't you just check the specific time of birth?" After a series of flirtatious sessions, Mahiro Hoshino's IQ is finally online.

If they want to know about such a simple thing as the moment of birth, it is probably Sayoko's snap of her fingers, why do they keep arguing here?

Unless......

Miss Sayoko already knew some real answers that were not in her favor, so she had to keep him suppressed elsewhere.

"Sayoko?"

"Nope."

"Weak-hearted?"

"Nope."

That's it.

Hoshino Mahiro nodded thoughtfully: "Sure enough, I still want to be more ......"

"Ugh!" Before he could finish speaking, the calf was mercilessly attacked by the annoyed and angry beautiful girl with mental power.

The expression froze instantly.

The merciless and crisp attack made even that Musashibo Benkei cry.

"Your delusion."

"It hurts." Mahiro Hoshino is in no mood to care about who is bigger and who is smaller.

This time it's really not pretended, and the front of the calf without any skin and flesh can be said to be the most painful place in the human body.

"And next time, it's that place." Miss Sayoko threw out a sentence faintly.

Pure light flashed, and Hoshino Mahiro was once again intact.

"......" moves a brand new calf, and Hoshino really seeks power when nothing happens.

The warm touch of the Holy Light was addictive, and it made him about twenty-two years younger.

But it's better that this kind of thing is rare.

Mahiro Hoshino doesn't have the strange hobby of recovering after being abused, and he doesn't want to lose his mind because of this therapeutic play.

"So when?"

“？”

"The time of birth."

Sayoko hesitated for a moment: "Three and fifteen in the afternoon." ”

[↓4:20 p.m.↓]

The black frame and white letters on the top of his head intimately posted the information he wanted to know.

Looking at Miss Narrator, who is jumping sideways repeatedly in the minefield of beautiful girls, he struggles to control the corners of his mouth with pleasure.

"It looks pretty good."

"Sixteen years ago, on October 17, at 3:15 p.m."

"It seems like that's where the story began." He said.

……

"I'll see it too."

"What?"

"Student files."

"I think I've lost it."

"Lying."

"Next time, the file isn't here."

Anyway, next time and next time, it will definitely be over in the end.

"Smack." After the crisp applause, the file hidden in the innermost part of the closet by the party fell from the sky.

"Bang bang." Miss Sayoko also has a very intimate special effect for her appearance.

“……”

I don't think anything strange was written, right? Mahiro Hoshino isn't sure.

He only remembered that Emi Fujiwara took the opportunity to ask a lot of gossip questions at that time, and he really didn't remember what he wrote.

The spring breeze consciously wiped away all the dust, and the unknown corner of Hoshino Mahiro was about to be revealed at this moment.

[Name: Mahiro Hoshino]

[Gender: Male]

[Age: 16]

[Height: 176cm]

[Weight: Application for confidentiality]

[Blood Type: B]

[Date of birth: October 17th]

[Interest:Writing?] Mahjong? It's all there.]

[Specialty: A little bit of everything, no particular proficient]

【Favorite food: egg white, lean meat, cooked food】

[Nasty food: raw and cold food, mushrooms, offal]

[Complacency: Eyes]

[What I think is lacking: too many to say]

【Goal: Hokkaido University】

[Employment direction: I hope it is a career that can be supported by taxpayers for the rest of my life]

[Short-term goal: it would be nice to have more than one digit in the deposit]

[Ideal for: Knowledgeable women]

[Ideal number of offspring: one or two?] Too much to keep busy]

[Ideal way to die: Die peacefully in the bed one morning after your 70th birthday]

[Things you must do: Keep your promises]

[Regret not doing things: too much]

[Sexual orientation; Female】

"Have you seen enough?" Mahiro Hoshino has a feeling that he has been stripped naked.

"Nope." Sayoko suddenly had a bold idea.

"Nope."

"I didn't say anything."

"It's definitely not going to be a good thing anyway." Shinto Hoshino snatched the file in her hand.

"Give it back to me."

"This is my file."

"What's yours is mine."

"It depends."

Anyway, the black history of this kind of informal interview still has to be deleted.,I always feel like it'll leave some handle for Sayoko.。