I wasn’t thinking in any easygoing manner like, if I don’t make it I can just ask him tomorrow, or I can ask him after I get home—I took three steps back, making just enough space for a running start, and then dashed up the slope of the pathway and jumped, aiming for my brother’s classroom.

The sum of the lengths of two sides of a triangle was always larger than the length of the third—but it wasn’t even necessary to apply such calculations here. I had confidence that I could jump the distance of the pathway between the two buildings.

The window?

It wasn’t open.

Don’t worry, I’d already checked before I jumped that there were no students in the vicinity of where I was expected to land—to be exact, I’d confirmed that there were no students other than my brother in the classroom.

There was no way a third party would get hurt by the glass shards.

That is, anyone except me and my brother.

And as I broke through the window with my foot, I used that same foot to dig into my brother’s chest, taking the both of us down onto the floor of the classroom and rolling so that both of us were safely outside the range of the falling shards, all before the shards landed.

Although, as a result, my brother ended up hitting his back on the lockers at the back of the classroom, but that wasn’t something I could take responsibility for.

That’s awful, you say?

Not at all.

What was really awful would be the way my brother cheerfully spoke to me, even after going through all that.

“Hello, my beloved little sister Medaka-chan. And I was thinking that I wanted to go and see you, too. Good afternoon. To go out of your way to break a window to come and see me—you really love your brother by that much, don’t you?”


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