[Warning] The author's writing is at an elementary-school level. If that's not for you, please leave.
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Sen Chiki Sakurako thought she was just a poor girl whose father didn't care about her and whose mother had died young. After her mother's death, she stood in the dilapidated shrine and sighed,
"Oh, Heaven!! You rotten willow!! You're trying to ruin me!!!"
The next second, her gorgeous, billionaire older brother appeared right in front of her.
Sen Chiki Sakurako had once sworn that if such a clichéd plot ever happened to her, she'd wash her feet while doing a handstand in public. "Huh?"
1.
"Sakurako, are you feeling unwell? You look pale."
"No, I'm fine."
"Then... good."
"I'm just wondering if washing my feet in a handstand is even possible."
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2.
"Shoko, how did you and Sakurako meet?"
"During a supermarket sale. Using ten coupons, she managed to walk away with half the store's eggs. To keep the red-eyed aunties from snatching them, she promised to give me half the eggs and dragged me along to escort them through the supermarket, Fast and Furious style."
"? And you just agreed?"
"Well... would you believe she can make egg custard taste like beer?"
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My friends, here you will see a different kind of support-type fighter!
Want to see a defense-type fighter who can gather all the enemies? Want to see a 'fragile' healer carrying a Gatling gun?
Then shout our slogan loud and proud:
"Support types can be the strongest too!!!!!!"
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Please note:
1. This is a GL story. The pairing is Shoko x Sakurako, with some Gojo x Geto elements. Please leave if that's not for you.
2. The female lead is a local, not someone who transmigrated. All descriptions of her family's background are made up by the author.
3. This story is the result of being driven mad by iivv.
4. I'm fighting Sukuna (not really).
Theme: A world where everyone can smile
Expectation(*°?°)=3