【Notification: Breakfast prepared for younger sister Gu Ximan completed. Reward: 1 point】
【Notification: Toothpaste squeezed for younger sister Gu Ximan completed. Reward: 1 point】
【Notification: Special task has been inactive for two weeks and cannot refresh. Please complete it as soon as possible.】
【Special Task: You are now a mature older brother responsible for taking care of three younger sisters. Progress – One-third complete】
Gu Luo gently placed the toothbrush with freshly squeezed toothpaste on the cup adorned with an adorably chubby panda design and sighed helplessly at the system notification ringing in his ears.
Where am I supposed to steal sisters from?
I don’t even have a mom.
Even in games, I’m the unselectable type.
At this moment, Gu Luo deeply understood the heartache of an emperor whose ambitions were cut short midway.
Shaking off his wandering thoughts, he glanced at his reflection in the mirror.
The young man in the mirror was strikingly handsome—his fair complexion and delicate features perfectly arranged, exuding an air of gentle refinement. A serene, almost ethereal charm surrounded him, making others instinctively want to draw closer while fearing they might disrupt his tranquil grace.
No wonder his Charm stat was an 8. Just admiring himself could lift his mood.
Or, as it’s commonly known—narcissism.
【Name: Gu Luo】
【Points: 212】
【Stats: Charm – 8, Intelligence – 8, Physical Fitness – 7】
【Skills: Mastery in Cooking, Basketball, English, French, and Combat】
【Items: Physical Enhancement Card1 (Note: Temporary effect, can surpass biological limits.)】
【Shop: Open】
Stretching leisurely, Gu Luo felt every joint in his body emit a satisfying series of cracks. Then, without hesitation, he headed straight for the room closest to the bathroom.
Standing at the door, he rapped his knuckles against it in a crisp, rhythmic trio of knocks.
Silence.
Not a single response.
Knock knock knock.
Still nothing.
This little sleepyhead was still dead to the world.
"Ximan, I’m coming in."
After waiting a few seconds, Gu Luo turned the doorknob, the hinges creaking softly as he pushed the door open and stepped inside.
The room before him was a vision of soft pink, brimming with an overwhelmingly sweet, girlish aesthetic.
He walked quietly to the bed.
Dozens of adorable panda plushies were neatly arranged atop the covers.
Gu Ximan lay sprawled facedown in deep slumber, her long, silky hair—a rare cool tea-brown, like sun-kissed satin—spilling across the pillow and over her shoulders.
Her slender frame was draped in thin pajamas, her bare legs peeking out, flawless and smooth, without a trace of excess weight.
Gu Luo had never understood how anyone could sleep facedown.
Wasn’t it uncomfortable?
And, as usual, the blanket had been kicked aside, crumpled into a heap at the foot of the bed.
She never slept peacefully.
Memories flooded back—countless nights in their childhood when he’d been abruptly awakened by Gu Ximan’s merciless kicks.
Whoosh.
He pulled open the curtains.
Instantly, brilliant sunlight surged into the room like an unstoppable tide.
"Wake up. The sun’s roasting your butt."
"Mmm..." Gu Ximan let out a drowsy murmur, her voice thick with sleep.
Her eyelids fluttered faintly before settling again, her body unmoving, showing no intention of rising.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up." Gu Luo launched into a relentless, monk-like chant, his tone unhurried but unyielding.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up..."
Over and over, like a looping incantation, the words echoed through the room.
By the forty-ninth repetition, Gu Ximan finally snapped.
Her previously still body suddenly twitched, her arms flailing in the air like an irritated kitten swatting at an invisible foe.
She lifted her head, glaring blearily yet fiercely at her "annoying monk of an older brother," her expression a mix of petulance and undeniable cuteness.
Gu Ximan’s face was delicately pretty, her youthful complexion glowing with vitality. A beauty mark—a so-called "teardrop mole"—dotted the corner of her left eye, adding to her natural, effortless charm.
Yet, Gu Luo felt nothing as he stared at her soft, round cheeks.
Pfft. He’d practically raised this doll himself.
【Notification: Task "Wake Up Younger Sister Gu Ximan" completed. Reward: 1 point】
At this, Gu Ximan exploded like a firecracker, her cheeks puffing up in outrage.
"Stupid old bro! Stupid old bro! Stupid old bro!"
"You’re the actual devil!"
"Wake up." Gu Luo remained as impassive as an NPC, his script unvaried.
"AHHHHH!"
Gu Ximan clutched her head, writhing on the bed like a tormented soul.
In this moment, she fully empathized with the Monkey King’s suffering.
"Stupid old bro, who said you could barge into my room?! You’re clearly the one who slipped through twelve years of compulsory education!"
"As if your alarm ever works," Gu Luo retorted with a faint eye-roll. "And if it weren’t for your ‘stupid old bro,’ you’d have been penalized for chronic tardiness ages ago."
Gu Ximan faltered briefly before swiftly pivoting to a new line of attack.
"Stupid old bro, it’s Sunday! Can’t you let me sleep in?"
In response, Gu Luo tapped his phone screen.
September 5, 2055 – 10:21 AM – Sunday.
"Is 10:21 not sleeping in?" He glanced at the screen. "Now it’s 10:22. Get up."
"You’re in college now, yet you’re still acting like a kid."
Gu Ximan pouted indignantly. "What’s the big deal? You’re only a year older than me!"
"I’m not scolding you," Gu Luo sighed, lowering his voice. "But you’re different—skipping breakfast could make your blood pressure drop."
Some people with weaker constitutions, after a night of digestion, are prone to low blood pressure. Skipping breakfast could lead to sudden fainting.
And Gu Ximan was one of them.
"Oh... Fine then."
Hearing this, Gu Ximan immediately softened, transforming from a bristling kitten into a docile bunny.
She loved to whine, but she wasn’t unreasonable.
The truth was, ever since she’d fainted from low blood pressure as a child after skipping breakfast, her older brother had made it his mission—rain or shine—to wake her up and prepare her meals.
Not a single day missed in over a decade.
"Get up and wash up. I made your favorite egg fried rice."
"You're the best, bro!" Hearing this, Gu Ximan immediately sprang up and lunged at Gu Luo.
However, Gu Luo blocked her forehead with one hand, his face full of disdain.
"Wash up first. You smell."
At the mention of "smell," Gu Ximan instantly transformed into a furious little cat, flailing her arms wildly.
"Stinky brother! Stinky brother! You're the stinky one! You're the worst!"
Gu Ximan is finally up!
............
While Gu Ximan was busy in the bathroom, Gu Luo stepped into the kitchen.
He lifted the lid of the pot by the stove, and the tantalizing aroma of egg fried rice instantly filled the air.
Golden scrambled eggs blended seamlessly with plump grains of rice, while specks of vibrant green scallions were scattered throughout.
Gu Luo grabbed a rice scoop and deftly piled the fried rice into two porcelain bowls, each mound glistening with an irresistible sheen.
Truly a masterful dish—proof of his culinary expertise.
If this were sold in Shanghai, it’d easily go for 1,888 yuan.
Next, he turned and picked up the carton of milk nearby, pouring the warmed liquid into two glasses.
After finishing everything, Gu Luo sat down in a chair, wondering how to complete his special task.
Adopt two little sisters?
That’s kinda weird… Feels like something a "male best friend" would do, and the system probably wouldn’t even acknowledge it.
Totally stuck.
For now, Gu Luo couldn’t think of any solution.
"Buzz."
Just as he was lost in thought, his phone vibrated.
He tapped the screen—it was a message from his dad.
[Dad: Xiao Luo, your old man finally escaped the friendzone.]
??????
Who even says "friendzone" these days? That’s such a boomer term.
Gu Luo’s lips twitched, unsure what nonsense his eccentric dad was spouting now.
No wonder his and Ximan’s moms ran away.
Yep, they were a blended family—Gu Ximan was his "real" sister, though they shared no blood.
[Gu Luo: ?]
He sent a single question mark in response.
[Dad: No time to explain. Bring Ximan to Tianshui Restaurant by 6 PM tonight. Meet your new aunt and sisters. Don’t be late.]
[Dad: Address (Tianshui Restaurant, Tianshui Avenue, Caizhou City)]
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