How can I let go of the matter of saving my stepsister?

Volume 37: Chapter Chapter . Dam Burst

"How about it, I didn't lie to you."

"Well, my head suddenly feels dizzy."

Not only did he quickly develop relationships with beautiful women and women with big breasts, but he really had superb painting skills as he said. He finished five cards in sixteen hours and was highly praised by everyone in the production team.

The unexpected and shocking information suddenly flooded into Qiong's mind, and he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The brother she thought she knew completely has a side that she didn't know!

What about the brother who once clumsily painted in front of her in the hospital?

Deliberately hide your abilities, practice hard in private, and then surprise everyone?

For a moment, Qiong didn't know whether to blame Sato Yu for having such superb painting skills but hiding it from her, or whether she should feel relieved about it.

It should be a relief.

Maybe, as my brother said, he really is a rare genius, but the story about an immortal touching his head and teaching him painting techniques is definitely all nonsense.

No matter how extraordinary a talent one is, to reach the level of being recognized and admired by everyone in the production team within two years can definitely be called an almost impossible miracle.

Privately, during the two years when she was in the hospital and her brother entered the animation industry, in order to have such painting skills, how much hard work did Sato Yu practice, how much ink and drawing paper did he consume, and how hard did he treat himself to obtain such monstrous abilities today?

In order to fulfill the promise between them, and to be able to produce her favorite animation for her, how much did her brother pay?

I was secretly confused and didn't dare to imagine anything deeply. I was just deeply moved in my heart, and even more hurt by this feeling.

Her brother was clearly trying his best, but during those days when she could only see him in the morning, she had imagined more than once how to persuade him to give up, how to keep him by her side...

"Little sister's potato stew is really delicious. It is the most comfortable meal I have eaten in the past few months. It is many times more delicious than what my wife cooks. Sato is so blessed to be so virtuous at such a young age."

"It's a pity that I went out to eat early. I had no room in my stomach and could only eat half a bowl. Now I feel sad when I think about it. This is a special dinner for a beautiful girl!"

"Don't mention it. My daughter is always a bully at home. She doesn't learn to be a good person outside. She orders her father around. She can't even wash dishes at the age of 16. She is nothing like Sato, who can cook well at this age. Girls are comparing girls. It's so annoying."

"Indeed, your girl is not as pretty as Sato's little sister. Sato's brother has a Tokyo Ikemaki and Sato's sister has a Tokyo Nadeshiko. The family has good genes. I'm so envious."

After thanking Sato Yu, Qiong, who provided them with a delicious dinner, naturally could not be left out. While she was stunned, the original artists started to praise her one after another.

The content naturally praised Qiong's exquisite appearance, and the fact that she was considerate and virtuous, which was totally inconsistent with her age at the age of twelve, and her cleverness and dexterity.

Such continuous praise made Qiong feel a little embarrassed. She smiled sweetly and blushed, then hid behind Sato Yu. Her shy look with only half of her face exposed was extremely adorable, which could attract people's souls. Overnight, she cultivated many uncles and aunts who were obsessed with lolita.

However, there are always people who notice the anomaly and speak up.

"That's strange, Sato, why does your sister look so thin? She's twelve years old but her body looks worse than a ten-year-old, and her complexion is pale. A girl who loves to cook should have a good appetite. Is your sister a picky eater? Or does she just not grow weight when eating?"

We need to go to the hospital for a checkup. The kid downstairs is a picky eater. He doesn’t grow taller even if he eats meat. When we went to the hospital for a checkup, we found out that he has a disease called…"

"Yokoyama! You BYD, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up. You're trying to show off that you have a mouth, right?"

Fortunately, the cancer cells in Qiong's body did not spread to a great extent during the hospitalization, so she can still cheer up, talk, stand upright, and even do housework for Sato Yu and cook for her. But after all, she is not a normal and healthy child. Devastated by the disease, Qiong's body is much thinner than that of ordinary children of the same age.

Seeing that there was not much blood on Qiong's face, the original artist named Yokoyama Hayato seemed to have thought of something and gave advice to Sato Yu.

It was obvious that he was speaking without considering the atmosphere, and the original artist who was familiar with him immediately scolded him to shut up. They were all working people, and it was a habit for them to do this on a daily basis. So Yokoyama Hayato did not get angry and quickly apologized, but in the end he still told Sato Yuyan to take this matter seriously.

"Oh my, I'm talking nonsense. It's just that I suddenly thought of it. Sato, I don't have any bad intentions. If I have time, I will really take your sister to take a look. I'll always have a better idea."

He certainly values ​​his dome, but in the end...

Forcing a smile, Sato Yu thanked him and promised him that he would check it out and get to the bottom of it.

But it would be much more difficult for Qiong to cover up the truth with the original artists who were unaware of the situation.

Sato You glanced at Qiong secretly. The girl's already pale face became even paler after hearing his kind words. She lowered her head, her lips trembling, and her little hands tightly, tightly clasped his palms.

The most painful part in Qiong's heart was finally pointed out by someone unintentionally, and it was precisely because the speaker was unintentional that she felt even more tormented and hurt.

Even outsiders could see that she was about to leave.

Being able to stay together for a long time is ultimately just a lie.

In fact, Qiong has recently even become afraid that she won’t be able to watch the cherry blossoms on Mount Fuji with her brother next year.

After all, during the day when Sato Yuu was not at home, she had already...

"I, I'll pack the lunch box, and then we'll go home."

Seeing where the lunch box was in the studio, Qiong let go of Sato Yu's hand and ran over there.

"It's not washed yet, let me help you clean it up."

The lunch box was on the table of an elderly original artist. Seeing Qiong running towards the lunch box, Sugino Miki followed and tried to shake hands with her but was rejected by Qiong with a sweet smile.

Qiong is just like that. She can always adjust her mood quickly and then show a bright smile that makes no one know what she is really thinking.

"No need, I'll just take it home and wash it. It won't be a big deal to use just one lunch box."

As she spoke, Qiong lowered her head to tidy up, but because she was too short, and there were too many documents and files piled on the painter's desk, the moment she lowered her head, the tip of the file bag just happened to hit Qiong's head, and hit the hood that she always wore even in the warm room, and it was immediately hooked off.

"what!!!"

The hood fell off, and the hair caught in it fell down in an instant. Noticing this abnormality, Qiong screamed in panic and quickly covered his head with his hands to prevent others from seeing.

This sudden change suddenly made the lively studio quiet and cold. Everyone was puzzled, but Sato Yu was the only one who knew the reason.

"My house is beautiful, there's no need to worry."

He quickly ran to Qiong's side and held her in his arms, whispering in her ear to comfort her, his voice extremely gentle.

Whether in the hospital or after returning from the hospital, Qiong always wore a hood to cover her head and her hair, only letting her hair show for a short period of time after taking a shower, when her hair was not dry, so that Sato Yu could see and touch it alone.

Degenerative astrocytoma is a type of cancer that is more likely to worsen with more chemotherapy. However, this does not mean that chemotherapy will not be performed during the treatment process, nor does it mean that there are no hair loss components in anti-cancer drugs. Therefore, Qiong's hair is thinner than that of ordinary girls.

Although it was just a little sparse and not enough to cover the top, Qiong still cared.

She is a girl who loves beauty, but is also a girl who is used to deceiving herself. When she is at home, she always puts on some makeup on her face to make it look more moisturized, in order to deceive herself that she still has many days to live.

But she could not deceive herself about her hair. Less hair was less, sparse hair was sparse. Even if she wore a wig, the overly thick hair hanging down would remind her all the time that she was a dying person.

So she always wore a hood to prevent people from seeing the top of her head and her hair.

But now, after being told that he looked unwell, was thin and needed to go to the hospital for a check-up, and his hood fell off inadvertently, revealing his hair which was only slightly thinner than that of ordinary people, he clearly didn't hear anyone's comments and it was clearly a trivial matter, but Qiong still couldn't hold back his emotions and revealed his true identity.

Her true self, who is not actually strong but actually very weak.

"..."

There is something strange about the brother and sister.

He packed up the lunch boxes silently under everyone's puzzled gaze, and then walked out silently. Qiong called him in a low voice.

"elder brother?"

"Well, I'm here."

“Stop making animation.”

Was this a sudden decision made due to the stimulation just now, or was it a true wish that had been pent up in her heart?

Lowering her eyes, Sato You could clearly see the water in Qiong's eyes, so turbulent, as if it would break through her fragile heart and burst the dam in the next moment.

Volume 38: Chapter Chapter . Even the oath collapsed

It was not too late. Although there was no business district near the company and there were few pedestrians on the road, the traffic was still noisy. The cold October wind roared through Ziyou and Qiong. Even though they were wearing warm clothes, they still felt cold.

"so lonely."

“So lonely, so lonely, so lonely, so lonely!”

She threw herself into Sato Yu's arms, and Qiong, whose height was only as high as Sato Yu's chest, beat him in the lower abdomen, using all her strength. She roared at him with her body trembling, as violent and willful as if she were an ordinary twelve-year-old girl.

This seemed to be the only time she acted so willfully since she was diagnosed with the disease and admitted to the hospital.

So in fact, Sato Yu might have to be happy about it and feel relieved that she can freely show her true nature, if the focus of the dispute is not on whether to continue making the animation.

"It's so lonely to only see my brother in the morning, it's so lonely to stay at home alone, and it's so lonely at night when my brother doesn't come home. I really tried to endure it, but I really can't stand it anymore!"

The beating with all his strength stopped, but the venting did not stop.

Biting her lower lip tightly, Qiong tried hard to hold back her tears, but buried her head in Sato Yu's arms, her words still mixed with uncontrollable crying.

No matter how strong she appears to be, she is still just a child, just a child. The hard shell that she tries so hard to maintain will eventually crack and break.

[That child is so skinny. If I didn’t know that Sato Yuu has a sister complex, I would have thought she was being abused.]

[The child living downstairs from my house was like this. She looked pale, had a poor appetite, and was thin. When I went to the hospital for a checkup, it turned out to be leukemia! The family had no money to waste, so she died early. That’s when I asked Sato to check her out. I don’t hope she has the disease, but if she does, it’s always better to treat it early.]

[Speaking of which, wearing a hood all the time when it's so warm indoors is like the habit of the elderly to protect their heads from getting cold. Also, is the hair a little thin when it falls down? I remember my daughter's hair was much thicker at this age...]

They had already left the studio, so Qiong couldn't hear what everyone was talking about, but it seemed to ring in her ears, and she could almost imagine the specific content.

Death. After being sick in the hospital for such a long time, she could feel her body weakening day by day. Qiong thought she had been prepared for it. But when her parents passed away unexpectedly and she was left alone in this world with her brother, she realized that everything was just a ridiculous and pathetic lie she had told herself.

I want to live, I want to live with my last relative, my most beloved brother, snuggling with each other.

But that was just wishful thinking, so the wish changed, and it could only be more, to spend more time with my brother, to enjoy more warmth and happiness before I die.

But I am also afraid. If I am too happy and the ties are too deep, will my brother be deeply hurt when I die?

Having lost all his relatives, including her, can my brother still live in this world with hope?

So, when she heard that they were going on a trip, she felt happy and sad at the same time. Only when she saw her brother change his mind and go back to work did she feel comfortable and relieved.

As long as they still care about each other, if he can have a stable job and form a deep bond with others in the company, even if she leaves, my brother can continue to struggle in this world with sadness but hope, and let go and grasp the happiness that belongs to him.

Deep down in her heart, Qiong really hoped so, but she didn't want it to be in this form!

Go to work and go home on time, develop a connection with animation, build good relationships with colleagues, snuggle with her every night, talk and hug her, and devote all his limited time to his brother. His brother should also leave her enough time to dispel the loneliness in her heart.

It should have been like this, but her brother broke the balance and arbitrarily used the time that should have belonged to her!

So, it’s not her fault, and she is not being willful!

She was against it from the beginning, but was intimidated and coerced by the overly strong determination in her brother's eyes and had to accept it reluctantly and give it a try.

But that attempt to make her lonely was doomed to failure.

He would come home late every night, take a look at her pretending to sleep face in the dark, then go back to his room and fall asleep as soon as he put his pillow on. He would yawn all the time when he woke up in the morning. After a brief chat with her, he would pack up and leave home. She was the only one left in that empty house, enduring the loneliness.

"Qiong, I..."

"All the clothes have been neatly folded in the past days, the glass that was covered with newspapers has been wiped clean and transparent, the dishes can be washed in three minutes, and the floor can be mopped twice in five minutes. Then, everything is over."

Stroking Qiong's hooded head, Sato Yu wanted to say something, to make some excuses, but Qiong interrupted him and quickly listed all the things he had done at home.

"Everything happened within half an hour. No one talked to me. If I went out during the day on weekdays, I would be caught and questioned by the police. When I went to buy groceries in the afternoon, I had to face the pitying eyes of my neighbors.

I clearly only want to talk to my brother, and my brother is the only one in my world, but, but......"

She forcefully pushed away Sato Yu's hand that was stroking her head and broke free from his arms. Qiong screamed loudly, her whole body trembling as she burst into an astonishing roar that seemed impossible to come out of her weak body.

"But the animation took my brother away, idiot, my brother is an idiot! It was just a promise, but what I want more than a promise is for my brother to be by my side!"

Everything started with the promise her brother made to her while she was sitting beside her bed.

We need to make the most exciting animation in the world that can be broadcast during prime time for her to watch.

But, how is this possible in such a short time?

She has always supported Sato Yu, but in fact, Qiong has always known that her brother would not be able to achieve that goal during her lifetime. That was the dream that her brother would continue to pursue and make up for his regrets after she left.

Perhaps one day, when her brother, with a mature face, a beard, a wife and even lovely children, will come to her grave with a disc containing the most exciting animation in the world to offer as a sacrifice, and lean against her tombstone to tell the story of his unremitting pursuit of dreams over the years.

More than once, Qiong fantasized about such a future.

But when she really knew that her brother had become a great original artist, heard the praises of the production team, heard that he had become the backbone of the production, and even completed the feat of drawing five cards in sixteen hours, Qiong unexpectedly did not feel happy, and felt that she was being left behind.

In order to acquire such painting skills, how much sweat and tears did my brother shed, and how long did he work hard to hone his skills?

For the sake of animation production, he even left his seriously ill sister at home without any care. In his mind, who is most important, animation or her?

Miki Sugino, who has a hot body and a tearful face, and Director Mochizuki, who has never met him but must be beautiful and charming. Is it easier to get along with such beauties who have strange feelings for him than with his skinny and skeleton sister?

All of these were questions that shouldn't have arisen, but Qiong was flustered, unconfident, and even more cowardly, and he couldn't help but let his mind run wild.

After all, in nearly a week, she and Sato Yuya had only spent a few hours together! Just a few insignificant hours!

They are obviously brother and sister, and the brother obviously knows that he is the only one she can rely on!

"I am going to die soon. I must be dying soon."

Days like this, every day like this is no longer bearable.