This suffocating, terrifying goddess of death at my front door was none other than—
Rachel Evans.
My older sister.
And now she was standing in my dorm room hallway.
Looking absolutely pissed.
Yep.
Chaos has returned.
"Rin! What's taking you so lon—"
Leona's voice rang out from behind me, but the moment she stepped into view and laid eyes on Rachel, her words just… stopped.
Her mouth hung open, eyes wide, like she had just seen a celebrity in the flesh.
Ah, right. I forgot.
Leona was a huge fan of my sister.
Of course, she didn't expect that terrifying idol of hers would just show up at our front door unannounced.
Meanwhile, Rachel's expression shifted in an instant—from irritated older sister to polished, graceful hero. Her demeanor flipped like a switch.
A pleasant, practiced smile appeared on her face.
"Oh? You have a roommate? Well, of course—you're in a dorm. I'm sorry. It hasn't been that long since I graduated, but I already forgot how this works."
