Sisters world! And past!

"It is morning; hurry up; we are going to be late this way." Sister 1.

"Oh! Oh! Don't rush, Nee; I can't catch up with you guys." Sister 2.

"Right, someone wake up our lazy pig; he is still sleeping like a clown." Sister 1.

"Today he is off; his fever from yesterday has yet to go, so let him sleep. Also, ask Mirai to come back and take care of your brother, Lisha!" Mom.

"Why me! I am going to be late as it is." Lisha (Sister 1)

"I will do it, and I will also bring something good for my brother later on." As she entered the quiet room and observed the overweight boy—who appeared to be dozing off briefly—Hana (Sister 2) spoke to her mother.

She also placed some juice and gelatin on the side so the boy would have food when he woke up.

"Thank you, honey! Also, take care of him for me; he has a lot going on, but I am sure he will turn out to be a good boy! As long as we can come to an agreement with him along the way!"

Despite her serious demeanor and red hair, the woman's attractive appearance helped her to distinguish herself as a teacher.

In the background, a cute high school girl nodded her head; after all, she was the most responsible of the sisters living in the house.

This is also the reason her mother was pleased with her daughter when she saw the sleeping child and remembered how happy he used to be when he smiled at them.

However, after experiencing the shock of witnessing an accident that claimed the lives of all of his family members, he turned into such a sick person.

"He will be fine, right? Sister! After all, this child is yours." As if questioning someone and reasoning within her heart, Rena walked out of the home along with her elder daughter Lisha.

'I hope you can...' Looking back at his room, Lisha murmured as she shut the door down and walked quickly to catch up with her mother and sister.

Haahhh!!!

Silence~

The silence of the empty house continued to surround him. The boy mumbled for an hour till his perspiring body began to cool down, and he eventually opened his eyes, feeling both exhausted and shocked.

"Calm down!!!" The boy looked around the room to make sure it was his room and began to calm his racing heart in a silent tone.

However, he later realized that what he had dreamed was either a dream or something from his past.

"Cooking! Fighting! Reasoning! Everything that I had experienced could never be just a dream, so, in short, I have been reincarnated, or else reborn!" The boy's eyes remained wide with confusion, but he was beginning to make sense of things in his head.

"Hmm! Hana, it must be her!" The boy grinned as he cracked open the gelatine and sucked it in, his stomach rumbling with intense hunger.

However, he was aware that his weak body might prevent him from cooking on his own. Aside from that, all he could do was wait for someone to return home so that he could get some food to eat.

"Haha! Lisha, there is no way that girl will definitely not return this quick, and Hana had student council work too, so there is Mirai-nee, but she must be at work at the moment."

For some reason, the boy felt that, with those memories, he was starting to look at himself more objectively! And that may also be the reason he was beginning to feel disgust for the person he used to be.

"No! I need to change myself; that is all there is to it." Being an assassin, the most important thing that can make a person stronger is to change who they were before; only those who can face these so-called changes will endure into the future.

Thinking with a positive attitude, Allen looked at the juice bottle and opened it to have a sip of grape juice, which was really sour and sweet and refreshed his pallet.

"Ugh! I am getting more and more hungry this way." Feeling the rumbling, Allen felt that, while drinking the juice, he was starting to get more hungry when he heard someone entering the room.

"Ohhh! That's good." A beautiful lady in her twenties walked up to Allen and smiled. Her name was Mirai, and she was Allen's big sister and one of the oldest daughters. Despite her tendency to treat Allen well, Allen's mind simply had different opinions of her.

"Thank you." Not knowing how to face her, after all, he can't just change his previous self completely, given that it will only make her suspicious, Allen tried to thank her positively for coming back home early like that.

Where he was sure that, Mirai must have to hurry up her work to make the time to come back here to keep a check on his health.

"Eh, what happened? You are being very cute today, little Allen!" Hearing someone call him like that, Allen had a chill on his spine as he looked at Mirai, who had been watching his reaction and enjoying the process of teasing him like that.

"Sister! Please go easy on me!" Coughing, Allen spoke to Maria, who gave him a quick hug before walking out of the room to cook some good food.

"Just wait! Sister will prepare something tasty for you, and summer vacation begins tomorrow, so you can get as much rest as possible to recover from your fever."

"Yes! I will try my best!" He laughed awkwardly after all; in mind, he was much bigger than Mirai was, but he still did not dislike the feeling of being cared for by a big sister.

"I will make the food then; also, tell me if there is something that you would like to eat. Big sister will spoil you today, and all you have to do is be an obedient little brother."

Mirai noticed that, although Allen was still the same person, his perspective on them had changed significantly as she looked at him, who was looking off to the side and avoiding making eye contact with her.

'Hmm, let it be! I don't think people change this quickly. It only appear that he starting to be able to act much better than before, hiding his lustful gaze.' In stark contrast to the person who had been chatting with Allen happily all this time, Mirai's eyes went cold as she left.

"She is a nice actor, if I must say." Allen mumbled, a little bewildered, but realizing after meeting Mirai that only Hana and his mother treated him like family and that his former self was actually despised in this family was what made him feel sorry for himself.

'Ahh! However, looking at things objectively, I do have every right to receive those negative reviews from them because, let us face it, I did not even try to hide my intentions.'

As Allen continued to lay on the bed, Mirai was already done with the cooking, and she even did her best to cook some good food for him, even though her hate for him was quite obvious.

'Consider yourself lucky, pig!' Though Mirai found Allen grinning as she ate the food she had prepared, she reasoned that Allen's excellent cooking had been worthwhile. As for what his sister Mirai was thinking of him, he did not mind as long as she did not start calling him names or anything like that.

[Oh, that is really very broad-minded of yours, Allen!]

While picking up the tableware and watching Allen clear away the food, Mirai felt a small sense of relief that he was enjoying it, even though she was still bitter towards him.

'Good!' She was thinking to herself, "I am going back, and you can call me whenever you want if you need something. Your phone is right next to you." Her cheerful voice rang again as she gave Allen a side look before walking out of his room.

'He looked at me normally.'

'Can he really change.'

After that, Allen went to sleep. When he woke up a short while later, his body was boiling hot, and he sensed that memories of someone similar from somewhere else were beginning to meld together in his mind. 'Your gift is starting to merge, kid.'

[It is the memories of first person I had selected to merge with you.]

[Name: Bakker Hingston]

'Ugh!' When Allen opened his eyes, he could feel the burning sensation in his throat from thirst. He turned to see Hana, his second sister, sleeping next to him, albeit quietly, with her hair spread out on the bed and her still-slumbering seat.

'This girl, she will hurt her neck while sleeping on the chair like this.' Allen considered this as he reached out to shake her shoulder, but it seemed as though his body was so heavy that the bed's creaking sound startled her. She looked at Allen, who was clearly awake and heavily perspiring.

"You finally woke up. Thank goodness."

"You were seething in fever when we came, and Mirai was looking out for you, but she was tired, so I took her place in her stead." Hana was a stunning young girl, and her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her attractive physique and gentle demeanor made her appealing to both men and women.

"Thank you!" Allen said in a raspy voice that Hana noticed he was thirsty and brought out the juice bottle she had purchased for him. Despite her lack of time to allow it to warm up a little, she could not just let him drink cold water at this point.

4 days later!

"Allen, are you sure that you want to join the same gym class as me?" After four days, Mirai was beginning to feel shocked by Allen's newfound changes, to the point where even their mother was showing him more affection than before. However, there seemed to be something going on inside Allen's head.

Is something that Mirai noticed and watched the younger brother closely because he appeared to have changed so abruptly.

Simultaneously, Allen has fully integrated all three memories, and he has a clearer understanding of his mother and father—who was his biological father—after realizing how his previous self was like that.

In the previous incident, the one who died was the stepfather of Allen, and the real dad of Allen was still alive in this world and was enjoying his life. Allen's father changed at that same time, and he moved to a different home where nobody cared about him.

His heart was beginning to grow cold, and when his mother passed away, the last straw that kept him from losing his reason crashed along with the crushed pieces of his mother's flesh.

The only thing that remained whole was her hand, which he was holding; everything else was smashed to bits in front of a young child, not even thirteen.

After that, a year of solitude in a mental hospital!

"Yeah, I am alright; let's go to the gym then." He picked up his pace and pushed all of the thoughts out of his head because he did not want to think about those repulsive memories ever again.

He was not even sure that seeing a scene like that in person would leave a lasting impression on his mind. Not to say that it was thanks to the blurry memories that he was able to cope with those memories of his past.