Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [36]

Thump, thump, thump!

It was rare to get a Sunday off, and Izumi Yuu had originally planned to sleep in. He was exhausted from yesterday—especially after thoroughly deepening his sibling bond with Sagiri, and later chatting with Eriri before bed. It had indeed been a very busy day.

Not to mention, he'd had quite an exhilarating dream too.

Just as he shifted positions to drift back into sleep, the sound of a girl knocking on the floor above his head pulled him awake.

Having long since achieved level-ten proficiency in "floor language," Izumi immediately understood: Sagiri was hungry.

Quietly putting his awakened “dragon” back to sleep, Izumi quickly washed up before heading down to prepare breakfast.

“Sagiri-chan, breakfast is ready.”

Izumi carried the tray upstairs, stopping right outside Sagiri’s bedroom door.

However, perhaps due to last night's little incident, Sagiri had no intention of opening the door.

Understanding the situation, Izumi tactfully placed the tray on the floor and turned to head downstairs.

After what happened last night, Izumi had no face to offer explanations. He’d rather let time quietly bury the embarrassing memory between them.

Just the sensation of Sagiri’s soft, fragrant body pressing against him had been enough to overwhelm his willpower.

But Sagiri was supposed to be his little sister!

I’m pure!

I’m pure!

I’m pure!

Izumi repeated this mantra desperately in his heart.

[Seeing the girl deliberately avoiding you stirs wicked desires in your heart. Behind that closed door, the girl is still absorbed in shock at your astonishing dimensions. She ponders deeply whether her creative slump results from a lack of imagination. Though she longs to verify reality against her fantasies, shame and the curse of her confinement leave her trapped in endless contemplation. You decide to grant her a small taste of inspiration—and a little shock—by letting her personally experience your magnificent power! But before you do that, be sure to prepare emergency first aid, or the girl might be torn apart…]

YOU’RE THE PURE ONE HERE!

Listening to the shameless monologue in his head, Izumi decisively gifted the title of "pure and innocent newborn" to the voice itself.

Compared to this shameless narrator, he was practically an innocent child!

But wait… exactly what was Sagiri absorbed in?!

Izumi sharply picked up on the critical keyword.

So, Sagiri wasn't coming out because she was still grappling with the collision of imagination and reality?!

And furthermore, was she thinking about asking him to model?!

It seemed he really needed to deeply understand his little sister’s situation now. This problematic girl clearly needed correction!

Feeling the heavy burden of responsibility on his shoulders, Izumi walked downstairs with a troubled heart.

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"Phew… Nii-san, you big idiot!"

Confirming from his footsteps and breathing that Izumi had left, Sagiri finally exhaled in relief, gently patting her chest. A faint blush lingered on her cheeks.

Recalling last night’s incident made her face burn with embarrassment.

“But…doesn't this mean Nii-san is at least interested in me? He wasn’t indifferent after all.”

Sagiri muttered quietly, unable to stop her lips from curling into a happy smile.

Feeling satisfied, Sagiri opened the door, brought her breakfast inside, and placed it in front of her computer.

Just as she was about to start eating, her eyes unintentionally landed on the brightly lit computer screen, and the explicit sketches displayed there. Sagiri immediately fell into deep contemplation again.

“Last night, I measured it roughly with my body, and it felt around twenty centimeters…could my previous drawings at eighteen centimeters have been too conservative?”

Sagiri’s delicate, porcelain-white face scrunched up in puzzlement.

She’d clearly checked online—the average East Asian male was only around thirteen centimeters. Even if that data wasn’t completely reliable, it should at least have reflected reality somewhat!

Looking at the sketches in front of her, Sagiri sank into distress. For the first time in her life, she realized her limited imagination was severely obstructing her creative process!

Yet, Sagiri was too embarrassed to ask Izumi directly about this, and even more so to suggest conducting research herself.

“Could my judgment have been off? Impossible! My body itself is a measuring stick!”

Without further questioning Izumi’s dimensions, Sagiri dismissed her own doubts instantly. As an illustrator, precision was everything! Eyes, body—everything had to be a precise measuring instrument!

If not, accurately depicting proportions would be impossible!

Whenever Sagiri encountered problems with her art, she questioned her pen, paint, tablet, chair, environment, even her models—everything except herself!

“Somehow, Nii-san seems even more unrealistic. Hardly anyone can reach this size, right?!”

Sagiri’s frustration grew. Although her illustrations mostly focused on female characters, Sagiri was meticulous, demanding perfection even for inconsequential male protagonists.

At the clash of imagination and reality, her thoughts became utterly chaotic.

Sagiri’s heart… had descended into turmoil!

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Downstairs, Izumi had just finished his breakfast when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Ding-dong!

“Strange…who could it be? Megumi doesn’t know where I live yet, Eriri pulled an all-nighter, and Sagiri doesn’t really have classmates who visit…”

Izumi was puzzled, eyebrows furrowed as he headed toward the door.

They hardly had any friends or relatives—guests were a rare event.

Opening the door, Izumi saw a girl with bright orange hair, around Sagiri’s age, standing outside.

Before Izumi could even ask, the orange-haired girl enthusiastically greeted him:

“Ohayo! Are you Sagiri-chan’s family member?”

“I’m Sagiri’s brother, Izumi Yuu. And you are…?” Izumi’s brows tightened further as he observed the cheerful girl before him.

She gave off a strangely familiar and overly friendly vibe—something suspiciously lively and orange about her. She definitely didn’t seem trustworthy.

Holding up three fingers, the orange-haired girl smiled brightly, brimming with confidence.

“I’m Sagiri-chan’s classmate and class representative, Jinno Megumi! Today, I’m here to accomplish three things!”

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T/N: im speechless anyways 20cm is too big for me

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