Ch.4 The Kisaragi Family - Returning Home

Wow, wow, wow.

It's so nostalgic!

Hahaha, nothing has changed!

It's pretty much the same as it was back then.

As I was ushered into the living room, I was moved by the sight that was so familiar to me that I grew tired of it in my previous life.

Even though I had returned to my parents' home, I felt like a country bumpkin who had come to Tokyo from the countryside.

"So what are your reason for coming at this time?"

As I looked around restlessly, the woman sitting across from me began speaking to me.

That seems to be the general consensus here.

Everyone looked confused.

Oh, there's one person glaring at me.

Anyway, I met the woman's gaze.

… That's Mitsuki, right? My little sister.

Yeah, there's no doubt about it. I can definitely see the resemblance. She's really grown up.

It was Shin-nii who's glaring at me, who had now become a pure and beautiful girl.

Oh? Are you interested in me? That hits right up to your sexual appetite, doesn't it?

And the grandparents looking the same way as Mitsuki were my father and mother.

They look so old now.

There were two other girls there, about my age.

One was the timid girl who dealt with me, and the other was the cool type.

I wonder if they're Shin-nii and Mitsuki's children?

"Um, are you okay?"

Oops, that's right.

I turned my attention to Mitsuki's voice, calling me back from my daydream.

We can't remain sentimental forever.

I wiped away the tears that had somehow formed at the corners of my eyes.

"Yeah, sorry. It's okay now...But I was surprised. Mitsuki has become the breadwinner of this household."

If she's the first one to speak here, that must be the case.

If you think about it, it makes sense.

Shin-nii is definitely independent.

The reason I'm here right now is because I'm visiting my hometown, afterall.

“What… do you mean? “

My know-it-all statements are making her more and more confused.

So I decided to be blunt.

"My name is Shiraori Aria. And my name in my previous life was Kisaragi Yuuji. I know it's hard to believe, but I have been reborn. It's been a long time, Mom and Dad, Shin-nii, and Mitsuki."

"""Ha……?"""

Well, I expected this to happen.

I could see the confused atmosphere gradually turn to anger.

"Miss, are you making fun of us?"

My father's voice sounded like he was suppressing anger.

Perhaps it's because he's gotten older, but his voice seemed deeper.

"...It's only natural to think that. Our genders, tones, everything is different. But it's the truth. In my previous life, I was Kisaragi Yuuji. I was your second son, who died in an accident twenty years ago on this day."

“Don't joke arou-”

"Wait, Dad."

Father's face was red and he was about to yell at me, but Shin-nii intervened.

However, his eyes were quite cold.

He was the complete opposite of my father, but the flames of rage hidden deep inside were similar.

"There's no need to put up with this nonsense. Let's just call the police and have them take her away. Her existence is unpleasant."

Shin-nii spat out the words.

No one stopped Shin-nii from taking out his smartphone, and there was an air of agreement.

That made me happy.

Because it's proof that I was loved that much.

However, this misunderstanding needs to be cleared up quickly.

To them, I was a grave criminal who was impersonating a family member who had died twenty years ago.

If I were in their position, I think I would punch that person too.

ー So please forgive me, brother.

"’The Case of Threatening the Innocent Student Council President and Making Her My Own On**ole’"

Your little brother will expose your dark past. I'm sorry.

In the atmosphere of wondering what he was going to say out of nowhere, the only one who was different was Shin-nii.

“Wha, wha, wha-”

He was drenched in cold sweat and looked at me in shock.

I gave a fearless grin to my brother.

"’Hypnotic submission: teaching men to the earnest class president’, ‘Until I make that angelic girl make an ah**ao’, ‘becoming lewd the moment she makes o** voice’, ‘Making a baby with a sheltered high school girl while she makes o** voice’”

And one after another, I give out dangerous informations.

"You have an idea, right, Shin-nii♡"

"We- well, Wh- wha- what are you talking about? Can you stop with your vulgar nonsense?"

He's so nervous lol.

"Should I really stop? I look like a pure girl now, no matter how you look at me, right? You were addicted to ASMR and erotic games that make pure beautiful girls moan obscenely, right, Shin-nii?"

“.....”

Ah, his eyes are rolling back.

His daughter (temporary) was so shocked that she distanced herself from him. Sorry.

So, the next one.

"Dad, you often get horny with the girl who lives next door, right?"

“Fuoo!?”

What are you, Ve**ta?

"What was it again... I remember you saying things like, 'A college girl with big boobs and a mole in her eye... It'd be rude to not get big’ as mother was making a bloodbath out of you. I also remember you being extra passionate when she wore sleeveless sweaters."

Ah, his eyes rolled back to. like parent, like child.

So next, I turn my attention to Mitsuki.

Mitsuki jumped in shock and then put up a bluff while glancing at her daughter (temporary).

"I- I don't have a dark past, unlike those two!"

""Oi""

"But you sent a ton of red superchats to a VTuber called Kurose Kohaku, right? And you used both mom and dad's credit cards."

“……Uhh”

Mitsuki turned her face away from her daughter (temporary).

"There are still many more stories to come, you know"

“Hiii!?”

I gave a wry smile to the three terrified people and then told them a bunch more stories.

Going to the zoo, but getting car sickness on the way.

Slipped while carrying popcorn at the movie theater and it spilled all over the floor.

Fell off a climbing ladder in the playground and broke an elbow.

Got the flu, and then vomited an insane amount of stuff.

Umu, it's full of unfortunate stories.

It can't be helped, the more dark the past is, the more it stays in the memory.

But of course, it's not all dark history.

Things like what my parents bought for our birthdays or Christmas, fights we had with each other, games we played, and going to the mountains to catch bugs.

Eating Pork Pits at yakiniku for some reason.

Once the meat had settled, we munched on grilled bean sprouts.

Things that made us happy or that we enjoyed.

And the trivial details of everyday life.

I'm sure there are plenty of memories, but when it comes to talking about them, I have such trouble salvaging them.

It's common to remember something after you've finished talking, saying, "That reminds me."

Other than that... well, there was this too...

As if awakening memories sleeping in the back of your mind.

I speak little by little, as if sharing these things.

Looking back now, I realize that those ordinary days were truly happy times.

Being born with a healthy body.

Being born to parents who watched over me.

I am blessed with siblings with whom I can speak freely.

I feel this even more because of that hellish past life.

Everyday life is a scene that emerges after many moments of happiness have piled up.

There's no doubt that it was the people here who gave it to me.

"Now that I think about it, I haven't been able to show my filial piety at all…”

If I'd known it would turn out like this...

Oh no, I feel like I'm going to cry again.

I covered my eyes with my eyelids to block the heat that was welling up in the back of my eyes.

What we need to appeal to now is memory and the heart.

The emotions can come later.

So just be patient a little longer.

"You... are you really Yuuji?"

My mother asks in a trembling voice.

Her body was trembling slightly, and I was sure I was the same.

I somehow made a smile

It was a very distorted and ugly thing, though.

"Yes... that's right. I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry I died before you. Dad. I'm sorry I was such a bad son..."

Mom's hand slowly reaches out to me.

She touched my cheek and then hugged me.

I thought I had long ago forgotten the memory of my mother hugging me.

It was a very nostalgic warmth.

On top of that, another warmth is layered on top.

It's my dad.

I felt the warmth of my parents in my heart.

The moment I acknowledged that, I couldn't take it anymore.

I was held in their arms and cried, trying to stifle my voice.

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