My Imouto Has No Money Work < ESSENTIAL · 2026 >

My little sister— imouto-chan —sat across the table, poking her rice with a chopstick like it held the secrets of the universe. Her wallet, a frayed kitten-shaped pouch I’d given her three birthdays ago, lay flat and empty beside her chopstick rest.

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“I’ll pay you back,” she said.