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Intermission: Siblings (1)

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Not gonna lie, my relationship with Lilim had gone through a few steps forward I wasn't exactly planning to personally engage. But biology is a bitch, and Lilim didn't abuse my trust so I could say it was all done for the Greater Good.

And yes, I admit I did enjoy it a bit. Lilim was a pleasant individual to have around, she was my first 'weird' friend, and I would say that what happened just made us slightly closer but not to the point of being sexual deviants around each other. The shyness was bound to last for a long while- at the very least until Sex became a potential topic, but that topic was too far in the future for me to mind at this very point.

Nonetheless, this didn't add much to my life. Part of me expected some skills to be created, but I realized that it wasn't something that could really 'crystallized' within skills. Like 'Missionary Lvl.33', what kind of mechanics would high-level smut stuff even bring to the table? Like, would I be able to kill with Sex?

Admittedly, that idea do sound kind of interesting on the morbid sense of it and... that's all, really. I couldn't exactly feel upset about it since I have a feeling my body getting better in terms of stamina and control could be the best way to optimize the notion of fucking in a proper way and...

And I am... derailing this? I am sure as hell derailing this.

After all, this was an experience from a few days ago. A few things have happened as Makoto joined the group- and I didn't have to do much to help as Usagi seemed to have taken to heart the idea of improving her skills as Sailor Moon with her friends, and this helped in a more smooth and quicker resolution of that situation.

So yes, tall and reliable Makoto was now in the group. And today... Usagi decided to be spend the rest of the day after school at home. I could tell she was trying to grasp a break from 'work', and so I was a bit surprised when she asked me if I could help her with her homework.

She promised me that she would have helped me back, but it was clear that I was doing most of the work and... it was fine. The day was relatively slow anyway and I found it refreshing to sit beside Usagi as we tackled a few exercises within the pure silence of normality.

But, of course, peace was not bound to last as I could tell something was eating at Usagi's mind. And as we were busy with some of the math she was still struggling with, the blonde spared me a curious look.

"Otouto?"

I blinked, glancing to the side as I saw Usagi resting her head on her arms.

"Yeah, neechan?"

"You know how those heroes always have... doubts in their stories? Like, stuff happen and things get bigger and... and they feel like they can't go forward-"

"But they end up going forward anyway?" I guessed, feeling like I had this conversation with the girl already. And as I saw her nod, I tried to think of a way to relay my thought without being too 'personal' about it, both for myself and her sake. "That's kind of simple- they understand their job was never meant to be fair."

She huffed. "That's stupid."

"Life is stupid because it is stupidly complex," I rebuked. "Like, what got you annoyed about it?"

"It's... I feel like I am not going forward. Even though I improve myself, it feels like I am always slamming my head on the same things and reacting the same ways."

"And you think you're not learning from your mistakes, right?"

"Yeah," Usagi hummed, eyes aimed at the desk. "It's... I feel like I am stuck at times."

"That's because you are not seeing the bigger picture, or 'you do not see how messy life can be'."

"What do you mean?" The girl asked quietly.

"Let me ask you this: do you think that, if you were put through the same hurdles of the past, you would do better than your past self? Like, what if you are facing a test from the beginning of the year right now?"

"I would probably pass it with a better grade," She replied truthfully. "But how does this tie with what I just mentioned?"

"It ties up with the fact you are getting somewhere. It's just that life keeps on being monotone about what kind of curve ball it throws at you. Things don't say the same with each year- they are meant to get more difficult. You feel like you're not getting nowhere because no one tells us about this 'curve' that goes upward with responsibilities and trouble."

Usagi blinked at my words, then frowned as she mulled over those. "So... it only gets worse?"

"That's a negative way to look at it, dummy," I huffed, slipping out of my seat and suddenly settling on her lap and giving her a hug.

Tensing up, Usagi hugged back, confused at the gesture but I wasn't done talking.

"You got friends, you are learning from your mistakes and our parents are less pushy on you, aren't they?"

"Y-Yeah-"

"And is any of that bad?"

"No, it's just- I just feel like I am at loss at times."

"That's because you have grown so cynical about yourself, neechan," I pointed out. "You expect yourself to fail, so it feels 'wrong' for you to succeed so much. And I know it may not sound much but you are doing well. It's not the best, but you are far from being the worst. You're above sufficient and average, you are... alright. You are fine."

I could tell what was wrong with Usagi right in that moment was not a lack of understanding- not after I have talked more with her. She was so accustomed to be told she was bad at something that she thought she was fucking up her duty as Sailor Moon somehow.

And while this wasn't a direct praise to her role, I could say my words struck deep.

Her hold tightened, and she started to cry a bit on my shoulder. I may not be the OG Shingo, but I got to live long enough with Usagi to know what kind of girl she was, and while I couldn't be the perfect little brother, I could play the 'big brother' at times considering how desperate she was for someone to keep an eye on her mindset from time to time.

Poor girl isn't exactly dumb, but her attention span was outrageously short at times. So, her self-esteem had a few years of seeing her bashed by mostly everyone. I could tell this talk was going to do miracles.

I just didn't expect for it and other interactions to set the foundation for some awkward thoughts in the near future...

AN

Usagi is still a good gril despite the many klutz-tier moments she is blessed with. So, she gets a nice chapter to charge up her dopamine-hungry brain.

Next time more gaming, and Shingo makes a new 'acquaintance'. And this one may be a vicious recurring rival for him to worry about from time to time...