Chapter 326 – Volume 66 – Kirishima City (1)
I open my eyes at the now familiar ceiling.
Maybe it’s because he told me stories until I fell asleep.
When I noticed my brother’s blanket lying next to me, I couldn’t help but smile.
“…Whew.”
I hugged tightly what was sure to be my brother’s scent or my brother’s warmth.
In my hazy mind, I calmed down the trembling of my body that I always felt.
I don’t know how long it takes to be able to live with such a clear mind.
‘Oppa…’
How long will it be until I can continue to be this close to my younger brother?
My brother has already become a father with a child.
If you listen to my sister’s story, she said that there are many people targeting her.
Then, of course, as time goes by, she will be better than an ordinary younger sister.
Wouldn’t it be better to be a little closer?
That greed is already soaring.
‘I’m really greedy too.’
Without even a proper apology.
My brother accepts me and treats me like before.
Actually, this is not enough for me and I am becoming more greedy.
My sister told me she would rather do that.
It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel any remorse.
…I guess I should apologize properly for everything, right?
Make sure everything is done and finish neatly.
I think it would be better to move on after that.
“You have to be strong-minded.”
Even if I try to talk to you.
Because they just keep saying it’s okay and focus on comforting me.
If I melt into that warmth, I end up not being able to even apologize.
However, it is difficult to just ignore it.
This apology is about the future. It also has to do with my behavior and the reason why I don’t want to be his sister.
It was necessary for me to become closer to my brother, rather than just his younger sister.
It goes beyond saying that you shouldn’t do things like this because you’re family.
Since we are a family, I hope we can do things like this or even more.
…Because I want to be able to be together longer.
That said, my brother cares about me.
Leaving the people I love behind and forcing myself to be by my side.
I don’t want to have to sacrifice my life for my sister.
Still, if you want to be together.
I have no choice but to make my brother love me, right?
It may not be simple, but I just wanted to win a spot in the race.
“Then shall we go…”
I slapped your cheeks with both hands and blew away what little sleep was left.
I went out of the room and said good morning to my brother and sister.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Oh, your face has improved a lot these days. Is it because of ‘A World Without Heroes’?”
“There’s that too. Because I can sleep well for the first time in a long time.”
“Oh, I did.”
My brother must have remembered my insomnia too late.
He smiled awkwardly and showed me to my seat.
After seeing the regret contained in it, I thought it was a mistake.
I can’t sleep without you.
Maybe it’s because I realized that you’ve never been by my side.
I honestly wasn’t planning on putting that kind of pressure on myself, so I was quite embarrassed.
“If you care that my brother abandoned me, then he doesn’t have to care.”
…Because I don’t like it.
I opened my mouth to say something, but what came out was a rather harsh word.
Maybe it’s to fake my nervousness, but I keep making mistakes like that.
“Sorry.”
“No, that means there’s no need to apologize.”
I feel like something is going wrong with my words.
My brother had no choice but to choose swordsmanship to survive.
I had no right to criticize it.
If I didn’t want to be kicked out of the family, I had to do it eventually.
On the contrary, if he was kicked out of the family, he would have grown further away from me.
He made a decision to stay by my side, and it can be interpreted as a result of that.
So my brother did nothing wrong.
I would definitely know that.
Nevertheless, the lump deep inside my heart was twisting what I wanted to say into unpleasant things.
“Ugh…”
I was so angry at myself that I started to gag.
And after that, it becomes impossible to even say anything.
After this, I don’t know what to say to my brother.
‘It’s like this every time…’
It’s always like this.
While listening to my brother’s story, I thought I wanted to become a hero.
I just act so weak and pathetic.
I can’t even control myself properly.
You might even directly hurt someone precious to you.
In fact, the malice that lies within him continues to remain hidden.
“Hey. Our little hero?”
“How!?”
I’m so confused in so many ways.
Before I knew it, my brother was hugging me warmly from behind.
He comforted me and told me not to make that face.
…He is a truly vile person.
It’s actually me who is at fault, but I keep getting pampered.
I think it’s because I’m ugly and can’t grow.
“Come on, let’s get to work.”
“…Huh.”
That’s how today started.
A day at work with my favorite brother.
It’s been a most enjoyable time refining my favorite stories.
“After all, games should be made by people who like them.”
“What did you say?”
“No. You’re really helpful.”
“…Then I’m glad.”
Because I can’t even draw a picture properly.
Basically, I’m working mainly on things that are close to inspection.
I don’t know what’s so helpful.
“Because the things you find are modified, increasing your immersion in this world.”
“…Is that so?”
“Huh.”
Even if it isn’t, feedback on some of the content or direction is also helpful.
He said that after listening to me and making changes, there were many parts that received good reviews.
He praised me tremendously.
“If it wasn’t me, I might have been praised…”
My brother was the one who worked on the next one in the first place.
I didn’t understand what the comparison was.
My brother patted my head, saying it was definitely helping.
“Yes, if that’s what Carly thought, then it would be correct.”
“Uhm…”
In some ways, it feels even weirder to refute this.
My brother is a professional in this kind of work and is even the biggest star leading the industry.
“So, please take care of me today as well.”
I want to have an older brother.
I want to be next to him, not as a younger brother, but as a woman.
Obviously, I came here with that thought in mind.
I always doubt whether I am really that kind of person.
I was so disgusted with myself that I couldn’t move forward.
I didn’t think someone like me could dream of such a great future.
“Yes, please take care of me.”
But my brother actually saved me from those thoughts.
Give me something to do.
He endlessly guides me so that I can achieve it.
So you don’t even know that the self-esteem you created is being used to target yourself.
…This foolishly kind person saves me endlessly.
So I especially didn’t want to give up my seat next to this person.
Like addicts addicted to sour sugar.
I am already addicted to this person called oppa.
Because I can no longer escape.
“I uploaded today’s work to the server, so please check it and tell me right away.”
“Yes. I hope this new area goes well too.”
“Remember what I told you last night, and there’s the gist of it.”
“I remember everything.”
I turned on the computer and started working as usual.
While I was taking notes and checking things that came to mind.
I accidentally dropped my computer pen on the floor.
“Oh, where did it go?”
I looked at the floor without thinking and couldn’t see it.
I searched the entire room, but still couldn’t find it.
…Ah, if I do this, I guess I’ll stay under the bed.
I checked just in case.
The weak light I saw seemed to indicate that I had rolled under the bed.
So I put my hand under the bed and tried to give him a pen.
“Huh?”
Before that, I have something to worry about.
First, I took out the box for a moment so as not to cause trouble.
And I was a little surprised when I saw the box.
“This…”
It was an old box where my brother had collected his treasures when he was young.
When I was sorting out my brother’s things after he left, I realized I hadn’t seen him before.
My brother took this.
“…I never thought I would see this.”
I opened the box without realizing it.
Inside were small toys that my brother loved very much.
Some of them were held by my brother when I was crying.
I was able to recognize it right away.
“Huh?”
And my eyes fell on a notebook lying between them.
A design that was popular a long time ago.
Well, it’s natural since it’s a collection of old things…
When I think about it, my brother was telling me a story.
Sometimes I would look through notebooks that looked like this.
I guess he wrote down the story and told it based on it.
“So, this is a work that my brother wrote back in the day.”
An object that contains my older brother’s memories more clearly than my memories or his memories.
Unable to overcome my curiosity, I turned the pages of the notebook.
…Using the excuse that it might help the game I’m currently working on.
“…Uh?”
But what was contained in that notebook was a little different.
There is absolutely nothing about the story.
What was contained in this was only about me.
What I don’t like, what I like.
What part are you having trouble with and how can you solve it?
Sometimes, I even leave comments saying I find it cute.
This notebook was something close to a childcare diary for ‘me’.
…I never thought it would be like that.
How much love did my brother give me back then?
I can’t even thank you for that.
I lived my life resenting myself for abandoning me.
I understand once again that it seemed like a lot of trash.
“…Huh?”
And then go to the back of the notebook.
Something similar to a diary comes out with a more organized feel.
I slowed down my reading speed and carefully read what was written in my notebook.
“Uh…?”
Today, I heard a shocking story. They said Rika was not from our family, but was adopted.
And if I don’t succeed in her swordsmanship properly, I will kick her out and adopt her other child with good swordsmanship.
He said that if he wanted to keep the child by his side, he had to build up the skills to pass on the family’s swordsmanship.
“What is this…?”
So, his older brother devoted his whole life to swordsmanship.
…It was for me?
