Miyamura's Little Brother Keeps Surviving Hot-Blooded Anime Today, Too

[The main story is complete. Thank you for supporting the official release! The volleyball series next door, Daily Life of Inarizaki's Little Brother Getting Picked On, is currently serializing!] [Coming soon! Volleyball: Has Oikawa's Little Brother's Homophobia Been Cured Yet? Bungo Stray Dogs: Yokohama Mayor Simulator. Original: The Apocalypse, I Picked Up a Foolish Beauty. Here's this story's blurb.] I'm Miyamura Yiju, an ordinary high school student from an ordinary family. I'm sure you're all familiar with my full brother... Oh, right, that guy everyone thinks is a nerd, the man who dominates half the school romance anime scene. You might be wondering why you've never seen me on screen. That's because I died a long time ago, obviously. - Back in the day, I died young and was locked in a screening room, where videos of my brother's life from childhood onward played on the screen. Just as I was moved to tears by the pure love and redemption between my brother and sister-in-law, the screening room door suddenly swung open. The System said, "Clear the worlds of various battle anime while protecting your health bar. Reach first place on the leaderboard, and you'll be able to return to life." It was the first time in over a decade that I'd heard anyone speak to me. Over a decade! My face flushed with excitement. "I've been sitting in this cinema since I was an embryo, all the way through high school, and I've never even tasted popcorn. Any idea why?" The System: "...I'm very sorry?" - [World One: When a Death Game Descends on Karasuno High School] (Complete) In a dim dorm room, the volleyball team had just survived a murderous statue and a siege by mummified corpses. Their legs were shaking as they racked their brains over the clues, when the clear image abruptly changed. In the corner, Miyamura Yiju veered off course, zeroed in on the big boss hiding under the covers, and, in full view of everyone, smacked him with a resounding slap. "So you're the punk who's been making all that creepy racket every day?" The stunned boss: "?" The volleyball guys: "...?" The livestream audience: "So bold, so lovable! Tip!" - [World Two: Working Toward a Nuclear Peace in Yokohama Today, Too] (Complete) An ordinary bystander dragged into the incident, I watched as the three organizations sharpened their knives, while a massive supernatural cannonball came hurtling down from the sky. Miyamura Yiju flung the convenience-store shopping bag in his hand right into the face of the enemy organization's boss, letting his silence speak for his anger. Who could have known? His original mission was simply to get home safely and cook himself a dinner he liked, but this jerk had blasted his house with a cannonball. If the world wants to end, then I'll blast you too. That night, the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency, having temporarily made peace, sat in a row in Central Park to watch the fireworks. Good Samaritan Miyamura set off the fireworks, and the enemy organization became the fireworks. The livestream audience: "What a romantic! Tip!" - [World Three: Sukuna's Little Snack, Come on, Have Another Bite] (Complete) It all started when Miyamura Isumi decided to grab a bite at a noodle shop near the subway station, to fuel up for the upcoming Shibuya Showdown: Plus Edition alternate route. Little did he know that the shop owner was a bad guy, and had added a complimentary snack to his noodles: one of Sukuna's fingers. At the time, he mistook it for a chicken foot and chewed it up. Gotta say, it tasted pretty good. Itadori was in the middle of a fierce battle at the intersection, fighting to his heart's content. He turned around and saw a young man strolling out of the noodle shop. And then that guy extorted all of his fingers from him. After that, he went to Mahito, pointed at his own head, and beckoned him over. "Come on, come on, hit me here. Right here." Now that his life was no longer in danger, Itadori sobbed as he knelt before Gojo. "I ran into a robber, and the guy was actually pretty nice..." The livestream audience: "Wonderful! A true hero! Tip!" - And so, under a shower of heart, plane, and rocket tips, one newcomer shot straight to the top of the points leaderboard. Onlookers: "..." I've seen the fiercest "1" of them all. It's Miyamura "1" Ju's "1." - When every story had reached its end and brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky. My goal was to make it back alive. 1. The main story uses third-person narration. OOC warning, warning, warning! 2. The timeline is jumbled. The order of the worlds follows the main story, and some may be added or removed. 3. One-on-one, happy ending, both leads' first time, not much romance in the main story; it's all in the extras. 4. Blurb saved and documented on 2023.10.6. 5. Please add it to your favorites (leans against the door with one hand, rose between his teeth). ----Next up: I Said Enough, You Bunch of Gay Guys---- I'm Oikawa Rai, a severe homophobe and a hidden volleyball prodigy. I'm convinced I live in a world surrounded by gay men. [King x Iwa-chan] My brother and his enviable childhood friend have spent years emotionally bullying each other with their sickeningly saccharine relationship. That's the root cause of my fear of gay people. Everyone says it's love. I don't buy it. I just think they're sick. [Kageyama x Hinata] These volleyball prospects in my grade have both tried to quit the club several times, to no avail. I was forced to watch their relationship deepen over the course of three years. [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi] They're my desk mates, one in front and one behind me. Their noisy little world for two has gradually driven my already gloomy self into isolation. Though, compared to them, the person I'd most like to punch is the genius who assigned our seats. - Sugawara Koshi, one of Karasuno's precious pair of setters. At first glance, my gaydar automatically sorted him into the straight category. Guided by the principle that "a little more care and a little more love can protect the straight-guy family," I set a new goal: help my senior Sugawara survive "straight" in the volleyball club. Before long, he seemed to understand my good intentions, and we began helping each other without needing to say a word. Back then, I still firmly believed that our friendship was as unbreakable as steel. Until the day Sugawara graduated. I was full of relief. I thought he'd passed the harshest test and would never go astray again. Then, after a brief silence, I keenly sensed something off in his not-so-innocent gaze! Before I could make a hasty escape, a voice sounded behind me: "I like you." "..." I fell silent. Damn gay men, how dare you deceive my feelings! Premise: The world may be falling apart, but there will always be people who love it enough to patch it up.