The Delivery of Dreams: A Sisterly Showdown

Just as Izumi Kotomi exclaimed a phrase that sounded like she was about to unleash a Noble Phantasm, the doorbell rang from the street below.

"Hello, this is Amazon delivery. Is Ms. Izumi home? You have a package that requires your signature, and there are a lot of items."

Kotomi instantly sprang up from her bed, feeling as if she were miraculously cured from an illness. Her 3090Ti had finally arrived!

Not wanting to waste a second, she rushed downstairs as if the 3090Ti might grow legs and run away if she delayed.

She quickly opened the door and saw the delivery truck with the Amazon logo and the delivery person.

"Are you Ms. Izumi?"

"Yes, yes! I'm here to sign for it. Where do I sign?" Kotomi asked eagerly.

"Just sign on this slip. But wow, little lady, you sure ordered a lot," the delivery person said as they handed Kotomi the slip and began unloading the numerous packages from the truck.

A small mountain of packages piled up on the ground.

"Hehehe," Kotomi giggled, her smile looking a bit silly.

But who could blame her? She was so pretty that even a silly smile appeared innocent and pure to others.

After signing, the delivery person drove off, leaving Kotomi standing in front of the mound of packages, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

It was going to be a hassle, but she knew she'd have to carry them inside, one box at a time.

But looking at the monitor and the case…

Did she buy them a bit too big?

Ah, well, no matter. She could just clear off her desk, leaving only a few study books for show, and move the rest into storage. That way, her desk would have plenty of space.

"Onee-chan, I'm back. Huh? Are all these packages yours?" Izumi Aimi, returning from school, spotted Kotomi standing at the door and noticed the pile of packages.

"Yep, all mine," Kotomi nodded, somewhat troubled.

She'd have to carry all these boxes inside, unpack them one by one, and then haul all the empty boxes out for disposal…

Even though her physical strength had improved thanks to her special attributes, just thinking about the task ahead made her feel exhausted before even starting.

"Sigh… I guess I'll have to start moving these boxes."

Kotomi sighed and rubbed her hair, a habit she had whenever she felt something was a hassle.

"Need some help, Onee-chan?" Aimi asked with a cheerful smile.

"Of course!" Kotomi replied without hesitation.

She definitely needed Aimi's help; otherwise, it would take at least ten minutes just to carry the boxes inside by herself.

"But you'll have to pay me for my help~"

I knew it! This girl is up to no good!

Kotomi grumbled inwardly, but seeing all the boxes around her, she resigned herself and cautiously asked, "What kind of payment do you want?"

Aimi, as if she had planned it all along, pointed a finger at Kotomi with a mischievous smile and said, "Kotomi, call me 'Onee-sama~'"

"…Huh?"

For a moment, Kotomi thought she must have misheard.

What on earth?

Me, as the older sister, being asked by my younger sister to call her "Onee-sama"?

Even light novel titles wouldn't go this far!

"Have you lost it? You really think I can't handle you? Don't forget, your sister here has trained in kendo!" Kotomi, usually the dominant one, retorted defiantly.

"Then I won't help you. Good luck with those boxes, Onee-chan," Aimi teased, turning to leave without hesitation.

"Wait a minute!" Kotomi called out just as Aimi was about to leave.

Damn it…

She never imagined she'd find herself in a situation where her younger sister would demand to be called "Onee-sama."

A wave of unexplainable defeat washed over her, but as soon as she saw the mountain of boxes, it vanished in an instant. Fine, she would say it—anything to get these packages inside.

Taking a deep breath, Kotomi's cheeks blushed slightly as she softly said to Aimi, "Onee-sama~"

Critical hit!

Aimi felt like her heart had just taken a massive hit, as if a heavy hammer had struck it!

But this hammer might as well have been made of honey. Despite the heavy blow, why did it feel so sweet?

How adorable, how adorable! Kotomi, with her soft, innocent tone, was as sweet and gentle as a little marshmallow!

Aimi wanted nothing more than to gobble up this little marshmallow entirely!

And so, Izumi Kotomi inadvertently earned herself a new nickname—Little Marshmallow.

Wiping the corner of her mouth, Aimi eagerly grabbed two boxes. "This one is really long, and there's a small box on top. Is this your keyboard and mouse, Sis?"

"Yep, and the other box has a drawing tablet. Be careful when carrying it," Kotomi said as she picked up a large box.

The weight… It's definitely packed with foam and air cushions!

Given the extensive protective packaging, this box likely contained the highly anticipated 3090Ti!

"Ah… Even though I haven't started building it yet, the moment I picked up the box, I could already feel its allure through the cardboard. This is the charm and fragrance of a graphics card! Tonight, I'm having dinner with this card, taking a bath with it, and we're going to bed together…"

"Onee-chan, snap out of it!"

After making one trip, they finally managed to bring all the boxes inside and then up to Kotomi's room on the second floor.

Once everything was inside, the once spacious bedroom now felt a bit cramped.

"Onee-chan, it looks like you bought quite a lot," Aimi commented after helping place the monitor box down and noticing how little space was left in the room.

"It's okay. The shipping boxes always have extra padding for protection, so they look bigger than they are. Once we unpack everything, it won't seem like that much," Kotomi said with a sheepish smile as she pulled out a utility knife from the drawer.

"So, that means after this, we'll have to haul all these empty boxes out for disposal?"

"Yep."

"Sis… could you think more practically the next time you shop online? Couldn't you buy things in smaller batches?"

"I can't because confirming delivery on a lot of packages at once gives me a great sense of accomplishment. I love that feeling," Kotomi replied earnestly.

Aimi could only sigh in resignation. What else could she do?

Her silly sister—she just had to spoil her!

Taking the utility knife from Kotomi's hand, Aimi began helping her cut open the boxes.

"Onee-chan, you're not very good with a utility knife, so I'll handle it. Even though you bought all this with your manuscript fees, it would be more convenient if you bought things in smaller batches next time, okay? Onee-chan? Are you even listening to me? Onee-chan! Stop cuddling the graphics card box with your face! You're drooling all over it! Anyone who sees you like this might think you're going to eat that graphics card!"