With newfound determination, my imouto pulled out her phone and started typing away on the link. I watched as she signed up and started browsing through the available tasks.

I shrugged. "Alright, if you're sure it's safe. Just be careful, okay?"

My imouto shook her head. "I spent it all on that new manga volume I wanted. And I was going to get a part-time job, but I haven't started yet."

The next few days, my imouto spent her free time working on the freelance platform, completing small tasks and earning a decent amount of money. She was thrilled to be earning her own keep and couldn't wait to share her progress with me.

But my imouto hesitated. "No, Eng, I don't want to take your money. I promise I'll find a way to earn it back soon."

As we sat down to eat, my imouto looked at me with gratitude. "Thanks, Eng. I owe you one."

I smiled and put some cash into her hands. "Here, take it. We can always get you a part-time job or something later. But for now, let's just enjoy our snacks, okay?"