it doesn't sound bad until you realise the onee-sans all have "extra-large" equipment hidden under their skirts.
Walking in front of the mirror, I see myself. Aww, isn't I'm the cutest things alive… NOT THAT! What the fuck happened to my badass fuckery appearance?! How did I become something this cute and adorable?! I can't! I'll be attacked by Onee-sans!... it doesn't sound bad.
I was supposed to be The Gamer but the author forgot it midway.