All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

Just as Izumi Kotomi realized her overly excited behavior, she quickly put down the graphics card, cleared her throat to feign seriousness, and then, imitating Kamen Rider Ex-Aid’s line, said:

”Surgery level LV50, commencing the installation surgery of the 3090Ti.”

Sitting nearby, Izumi Aimi tilted her head in confusion. Why was her sister acting so silly today?

Could it be that she had overdone it the other night, and now her cute little head had some problems?

But if that were the case… well, a sillier Kotomi would be easier to handle. If Kotomi became sillier, she’d become more obedient and stop spending so much time thinking about other women. Aimi silently plotted in her heart.

Meanwhile, Kotomi began following the familiar yet slightly rusty steps of assembling her new computer.

In her previous life, Kotomi had been a seasoned veteran on online tech forums.

But after reincarnating, everything had changed—she was shorter, she was now a girl, and her previous status on those forums was just a distant memory.

Yet, the one thing that hadn’t changed was her knack for building computers.

Even though she no longer had access to those forums in this life, Kotomi could still vividly recall the countless nights she spent tinkering with hardware and chatting with other enthusiasts.

Ah, my beloved tech forum account, lost to another world…

”Onee-chan, when are we going to eat yakiniku tonight?” Aimi, sitting on a chair and bored out of her mind, watched Kotomi busy with the computer assembly. Her small, white feet swung back and forth.

”Onee-sama, just give me a moment, let me finish building this, and then we can go… Oh wait, I mean, little sister!” Immersed in assembling the computer, Kotomi accidentally called Aimi ”Onee-sama.” Realizing her mistake, she quickly corrected herself.

”Ehehehe… ’Onee-sama,’ that sounds so nice~. How about you just start calling me that from now on~” Aimi, seemingly awakened by being called ”Onee-sama,” grinned excitedly at Kotomi.

”Stop awakening strange attributes, little sister!!!”

After nearly an hour of work, Kotomi wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Even though she knew a fair bit about computer assembly, this was her first time doing it after reincarnating, and some components were slightly different from those in her previous life. As a result, Kotomi was extra cautious while assembling everything.

After all, these computer parts were purchased with real money, and if she accidentally broke something, she would be upset for an entire week—not only because of the wasted money but also because it would delay her using the new computer. Even if she ordered replacements, it would take at least a few more days to arrive.

So, it was better to take things slow and be safe.

After carefully placing the case under the desk and connecting all the cables, Kotomi eagerly pressed the power button.

Seeing the system boot up properly, Kotomi let out a sigh of relief.

Wow, my assembly skills are still pretty good.

”Finally done! Aimi, get ready; we’re going for yakiniku.”

After confirming that everything was installed correctly, connecting the new keyboard and mouse, and testing the drawing tablet she would be using for her art, Kotomi called out to Aimi.

But Aimi didn’t respond.

When Kotomi turned around, she saw that Aimi had already fallen asleep on the bed. Aimi had even taken it upon herself to throw out the empty boxes that had been piling up in the hallway while Kotomi was engrossed in the assembly.

Perhaps from exhaustion, Aimi was now hugging Kotomi’s pillow, sleeping soundly.

Kotomi couldn’t help but wonder what kind of dream Aimi might be having.

A gentle smile formed at the corners of Kotomi’s eyes. She sat on the bed, gently stroking Aimi’s hair, feeling both touched and slightly helpless.

”Aimi… why did you have to throw out the keyboard and mouse boxes too? I wanted to keep them as a collection…”

Just like how some people keep the boxes of their figurines, Kotomi had a habit of keeping the packaging for her mouse and keyboard.

Because she had used up all her energy helping Kotomi dispose of the empty boxes, Aimi was completely worn out. After lying on the bed, she instinctively hugged Kotomi’s pillow and, in her drowsy state, heard her sister’s gentle voice, though she couldn’t make out the words. She reached out to touch something and felt a smooth, soft arm.

Her eyes barely opened a sliver, catching a glimpse of a blurry figure.

It looked like Kotomi…

Kotomi, seeing that Aimi had fallen asleep, glanced at the now-darkening sky and said, ”Aimi, wake up. Weren’t we going to eat yakiniku together? I’m hungry.”

But Aimi wasn’t listening.

Sleep had overtaken her mind, and she subconsciously shifted her position, resting her head on Kotomi’s warm, soft lap as if it were a pillow. She muttered sleepily:

”Goodnight, wife.”

”I’m not your wife…”

”You will be my wife someday!” Aimi mumbled possessively, then wrapped her arms around Kotomi’s waist and fell back asleep.

”Aimi? Aimi? Wake up, it’s time for yakiniku,” Kotomi gently nudged Aimi, who was sleeping on her lap, and called softly.

But Aimi didn’t respond, continuing to sleep soundly on Kotomi’s lap.

An hour later.

Twilight had passed, and the sky was now fully dark.

Kotomi’s room was pitch black. She wanted to get up to turn on the light, but with Aimi holding her like this, it was nearly impossible to stand up, let alone reach the light switch.

So, she stayed in that position, waiting for Aimi to wake up.

In the meantime, she played a round of Azur Lane and gathered the materials needed to fully upgrade Ajax.

The upgraded Ajax…

prprprpr~

Aimi frowned slightly in her sleep, perhaps as she slowly regained her energy, her awareness started to return.

As she gradually came to, she felt like she was lying on the world’s most comfortable pillow, with a light fragrance surrounding her.

Just being able to sleep on this ”pillow” was something she could fully enjoy with her entire being.

Aimi opened her eyes and groggily looked around. This was her sister’s room, and before she fell asleep, she had been lying on Kotomi’s bed.

So… was she now sleeping on Kotomi’s pillow?

But she knew the scent and softness of Kotomi’s pillow very well, and the one she was lying on now was clearly softer and more fragrant!

She sniffed the air with her cute little nose, and her vision slowly cleared.

She realized she wasn’t lying on a pillow at all—she was sleeping on Kotomi’s lap!!!

What a win!

Sensing the movement on her lap, Kotomi looked down and, as if she had been waiting for a long time, said, ”Finally awake?”

Aimi nodded.

”Was it comfortable?”

Aimi nodded again.

”Can you get up now?”

Aimi instinctively shrank her neck and then tentatively asked:

”It was so comfortable… Can I not get up?”

”No, you can’t! We’re going to eat yakiniku!”

Kotomi promptly lifted her off her lap!

After being used as a pillow for an hour, her legs had gone numb!