My Little Sister Can't Be This Cute.

“Wow—She’s so cool! Miss Rappa is too cool!”

When Kirino saw Rappa blocking Charika, her eyes lit up. She hugged the cushion on the sofa, her body excitedly leaning forward: “Look at her eyes! That confidence! And the way she talks! Although a bit strange, it’s super imposing! Next up should be a scene of righteous beating, right?”

Kyosuke Kousaka, however, had a subtle expression: “She’s certainly cool, but the quotes she uses are too weird, aren’t they? Pythons and manta rays? What’s all that about… It sounds like lines copied from some strange manga.”

Cooked salmon cannot swim, and ninjas do not spread rumors—it’s unclear how these two are connected. However, this person named Rappa is indeed quite good. If Boothill were here, he would probably act the same way she did.

“Right, right! She’s just so cool!” Kirino became even more excited. She turned around, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Kyosuke, “Bro! Don’t you think it would be great if there was a Galgame with Rappa as the main character! It would definitely be super interesting! Just imagine, falling in love with such a cool, strong, interesting, and highly proactive girl… Don’t you think it would be really fun?!”

“Oh?” Kyosuke’s face showed a mischievous smile. He squinted at Kirino, and said in a deliberately drawn-out tone: “I remember—didn’t someone only like playing those sister-type Galgames where they say ‘Onii-chan’ every other word? There’s a whole bunch in the display cabinet. What, has your taste changed now?”

“Ugh…!” Kirino’s face instantly flushed crimson, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She forcefully threw the cushion she was holding at Kyosuke, “S-Stupid Bro! What nonsense are you talking about! Who… who only likes those kinds of games? And can’t I like both?”

“Alright, alright, anything goes.” Kyosuke shrugged, “But then again, are you sure a girl like Rappa would understand what ‘love’ is? You might see her as a romantic partner, but she’d probably just see you as a ninja apprentice in training, thinking you’re there to help her root out evil.”

—

““This is cheating, Banana!””

““Your Highness, the Great-Headed Evil Spirit, a teacher imparts knowledge, bestows skills, and resolves doubts. One must not easily deny a ninja apprentice’s ninja way!” Rappa stared at him sternly.”

““Exactly, exactly. No matter what, the criticism just now was too harsh. And my Six-Phased Ice isn’t bad either!” March 7th chimed in, agreeing.”

“However, these remarks only made the Banana Teacher more exasperated. He pointed at Rappa and March 7th, grumbling: “You’re making me furious, Banana! Where did these wild monkeys from outside school come from, not only disrupting the class’s Order, but also using twisted logic to incite my banana students! Get out! Otherwise, I’ll ‘educate’ you with my iron fist—and all you bad banana students who are egging them on, Banana!””

““So you’re finally showing your brutal nature?” Rappa’s gaze sharpened, “…Then I shall begin a magnificent hunt!””

“Battle was imminent. The Banana Teacher angrily waved his hand behind him: “Banana Aides, follow me! Let’s teach these bad students a good lesson, Banana!””

“But as soon as the three of them took a step forward, Rappa’s figure vanished. The next second, she appeared behind the three Sweet Dreams Troupe members, moving like lightning. The students watching didn’t even see her movements clearly before the Banana Aides fell like puppets with severed strings.”

““The victor has been decided. Allow me to recite the Ninja Truth—No matter what treaties or laws exist, those who resort to violence must be prepared to face a violent response.””

—

Jujutsu Kaisen.

“Was that ninjutsu? It was like teleportation!”

On Celestial Screen, Rappa’s combat figure just now was like a ghost, instantly taking down three Sweet Dreams Troupe members. Itadori felt as if he had only blinked once, and the battle was already over.

“No, it’s taijutsu.”

A calm female voice came from beside him. Maki Zenin, with a scar on her face, stood leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. “In that instant, she used the giant bladed weapon in her hand to attack the three monsters. Her movements were very fast… everything seemed to happen simultaneously.”

Although others couldn’t see clearly, the absolute physical strength and dynamic vision granted to her by the Heavenly Restriction allowed Maki to catch Rappa’s blurry afterimages. She just hadn’t expected her taijutsu to reach such a level. Wouldn’t her ninjutsu be even more powerful then?

However, why hadn’t she used ninjutsu at all?

Whether it was with the Slumbernana Monkey or this time, Rappa had only used taijutsu to fight. The only explanation Maki could think of was that the ninjutsu of the Land of Ninjas was inherently powerful, and once used, its destructive force would be extraordinary. In this narrow environment, she needed to ensure the safety of more ordinary people.

—

““Alright, this student… he’s already been broken by you.” Professor Banana looked around at the students watching, “Everyone, I apologize, the school did not properly supervise these ‘Banana Teachers,’ causing trouble for everyone.””

““Is Your Excellency the lord of this Origami Village?””

““Lord? You jest, I am merely a faculty member. The owners of the campus are always the students.” Professor Banana adjusted the thick glasses on his face: “I heard there was some commotion in the Dream Design class, so I specifically came to see. It turns out these Sweet Dreams Troupe members lost control. I apologize to everyone again. However, this student, you look a bit unfamiliar, you shouldn’t be a student of Origami Academy, should you?””

““Speaking of which, it is said that recently an unidentified stowaway infiltrated Penacony… Pink hair, red clothes, a burning scarf. The hound’s sighting report bears some resemblance to you, student.””

“Rappa raised her head, her tone unchanged: “Your Excellency need not beat around the bush; speak plainly.””

“Professor Banana’s tone suddenly changed: “Heh heh, what I mean is… if the criminal truly harbored ill intentions, why would they come to Origami Academy to attend class—you are just a good child who loves to learn, aren’t you?””

“This completely baffled March 7th, leaving her utterly confused: “Huh?””

““Every banana seedling has the potential to bear fruit, and everyone has the right to receive ‘equal banana education.’ Origami Academy is free! So, student, you are welcome to stay and audit the class. Make sure to study hard!””

“After saying this, Professor Banana turned and waved to the students watching behind him: “Come—let us show our enthusiasm and welcome our new classmate!””

“The atmosphere on site suddenly became lively again. Many students gathered around, asking Rappa about ninjas and ninjutsu. And after doing all this, Professor Banana had already quietly retreated, walking alone outside the teaching building.”

“The hem of his white lab coat was gently swayed by the night wind. He looked up, the aurora of Penacony, which never set, reflected in his lenses.”

““Heh heh, fate, it’s truly like a banana peel…””

““We are all imprisoned pulp, forever unable to escape its shackles.””