About my hopeless brother and sister

About My Incorrigible Sibling Control Sister by Black Pepper Snake Soup

"Sis, can you please take off the clothes you're wearing?"

"Brother!"

"Sis, could you please take off your clothes too?"

"Bro! What are you doing? You can't do that! Ah! We...we're brother and sister! You..."

"You ***! Don't ever steal my clothes to wear again!"

Chapter 1 on my grim high school life.

When you think of high school life, what comes to mind?

I think all of us have different answers, but this is normal, because people are in different situations, their own feelings are also different, not to mention "impressions" is such a thing, everyone's brain through the same or different chemical reaction, will get a different answer.

It's like looking at a girl. One boy may think she is pretty, while another may not. So how should we judge the impression of "pretty"? There is no one right standard, it is like saying that a mathematical formula will inevitably lead to an inevitable result, and importing everyone in the world into that formula will finally lead to a result.

However there is no such formula, or everyone has such a formula in mind, but the constants and variables of the formula are different in each person's mind, so the result derived is different, but again a right formula derived from the right result, can we say that this is wrong?

Ah, ah, sorry sorry, maybe I went a little too far, it seems I've forgotten what the question I was thinking of before, if I keep talking like this, I guess I'll get to the strange places like rational and emotional thinking and eventually philosophy, then you guys will curse something like this and close the page.

So, back to the very first question, what comes to mind when you think of high school life?

Hmmm....

It can't be a "question", it should be a "survey", and since it's a survey, I didn't give any alternative options, it's as simple and brutal as a questionnaire handed out by young students on the street for various reasons, whether voluntarily or involuntarily. I'm sure everyone will have their own thoughts, but I'll start with mine.

My high school experience, I think, was probably.

Gray.

At least that's what I thought.

After all, I'm not some ordinary high school student from an island nation who gets strange properties and becomes a hero who saves the world and meets a lot of beautiful women. I don't have a face that stands out, and I don't have a heart that's good at socializing, either. I will remember it anyway in the end, so why do I have to remember it now.

I didn't recognize all the students in my class even after a month of school, or I've only recognized the circle around me so far, and I didn't actively get to know any of them. I would have met them all eventually anyway, so why would I bother to pick them up?

Club activities? Well, high school life is a hit-and-miss story, right, the main quest is going on regardless of your level, and you only have three years to face powerful bosses, are you still in the mood for branching quests? What's more, what can a high school club have? I can't get out of school until 6:30 every day, and I have to go to a club event to talk to a group of people? I have things to do at home, if you'll excuse me.

It's not going to work out in the end anyway, so why should I participate in something that's pointless?

Ah, I don't participate in evening study sessions.

You can do your homework at home, and you can study at home, too. It's the same as school, so why do I have to sit on a chair that's neither too big nor too uncomfortable at school?

As for the girls....

The human being should also be one of the hormone controlled animals, but the human being invented a thing called "morality and ethics" to restrain their hormones, but sometimes it is not useful, otherwise the overflowing harem would not be so hot, well well, actually I also like it.

I'm also a normal guy, and I do have girls I like.

Wash your hands and head to your own class, the students in the corridor walking back and forth, saying jokes to each other, everyone's face is smiling, the doorway gathered a group of other classes and their own classes are chatting, although the class teacher three orders no string of classes no gathering in the doorway, but what's the use, anyway, no one will listen, there is why put out?

Hats off to these guys for having the perfect high school experience.

At that moment, across the hallway, two people walked side by side, the two girls. They didn't walk on either side, they walked in the middle. But, where they walked, everyone stopped to look at them. Well, they were all new students, seeing the same gorgeous girl they had seen at the beginning of the school year.

The student body president.

She was saying something to the vice president beside her, not paying attention to what was going on around her, she was a very tall girl with her hair spread out behind her head, not too long, but still with the flavor of a mature woman. No one would ever be able to tell that she was still a student, even if she was wearing casual shoes now, she still gave the impression that she was stepping on her heart with the toe of her heels.

She is amazingly pretty, and she spreads the word "pretty" generously without restraint. Isn't this a little different from what I said at the beginning? Although the formula in everyone's mind is not quite the same, but this person perfectly fits all the formulas to arrive at the conclusion of the "beautiful", just like that magic number 0, no matter what is multiplied, the result will always be 0.

Her beauty was a mature quality that was surprisingly destructive to these little boys who hadn't grown up.

As for me, I'm starting to see more, which of those imperial sisters what I've never seen before?

I calmly stepped away from her and said.

"Sis..."

"I think we should relax the application requirements for clubs a little more..."

She didn't even look at me and walked away from me.

Hmm?

That's a bit of an unexpected reaction....

When you walked through the door of the classroom, you could see the first row where a few girls stood chatting together, covering their mouths and laughing from time to time. Well, everyone is quite pretty, and as the saying goes, people are made up of different kinds of people, and there are times when your friend isn't ignoring you, but you're not qualified to fit into his circle.

Well, this very pretty girl formed the circle because, in the middle of the circle, the girl sitting in the middle of the circle, was the prettiest. It is most likely that a flower will attract bees and butterflies, and then it will also attract animals that want to eat the bees and butterflies, and herbivores that want to eat the flower.

Well, I'm that herbivore.

The girl sitting in the middle was smiling and saying something, she was really pretty, she was like a princess in every way, she wore the same school uniform as us, but if she could be elegantly dressed in a flour sack like this, then she had the qualifications. She was wearing a simple ponytail, which was in line with the school's requirements, but her smooth neck still made me feel a little tempted.

Her outfits were all very ordinary, but there was always a lovely beauty, no, it should be elegance. It was a sophisticated sense of elegance, a sense of knowing and polite grace that I saw in her.

It's also the girl I like.

It's also the girl who's been with me the longest.

Even if my high school life was all gray, I think it was the only bright color.

I walked past her, not because I liked her of course, just because it was the way to my seat. But there were a lot of girls gathered in front of her and they didn't feel like blocking the way. I could only squeeze through the front of her table, the faint scent of her flowers around my nose, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at her.

The smile on that beautiful face immediately disappeared, as if she had been shot in the face with a cold arrow, her face was immediately expressionless and she even turned her head away from looking at me.

Because of this, all the girls also stopped talking and instead looked at me as if they saw a cockroach crawling past them. Well, as a cockroach, I felt that I should have the awareness to hurry over. I lowered my head and quickly walked past her.

"Pah!"

Still, it was so crowded that I knocked the notebook off her desk onto the floor.

I bent down, picked up the notebook, patted it gently, put it back on her desk, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

She didn't look at me or even say anything, she didn't even turn to my side, as if nothing had happened. However, the sight of the circle of girls around me was really too much for me to bear, their faces adding another layer of disgust besides disgust, and I turned around to get out of this wrong place.

"Disgusting."

Sure enough, the reply was still, behind me, softly ringing out.

Ah, this is my childhood friend, who has yet to be introduced, her name is Qin Lan, and for those of you familiar with her, I address her as Lan Lan. She is a beautiful and polite person, calling others very respectful, calling me "disgusting" "can you not come near me?". "Annoying" and "Go away".

But I could understand that it was only in high school that I was given those names. We were good friends when we were in elementary school, and in the years before we realized the "gender", she was the one who followed me, and our childhoods could be said to have been together all the time. Maybe it's because we were always bubbling together as kids that she's reluctant to approach me now, after all, I have too much of her dark history.

But, I really, really like her. Always have.

Except for a while.