My Imouto Has No Money New! Page

“It’s not much,” I said. “But stop skipping lunch.”

“Onii-chan,” she whispered, not meeting my eyes. my imouto has no money

That night, I heard her crying quietly through the paper-thin wall. Not from shame. From relief. “It’s not much,” I said

She didn’t open the envelope. Just clutched it to her chest and whispered, “Thank you.” “It’s not much