Chapter 321 – Volume 65 – A World Without Heroes (1)
“Ehehe…”
“It’s been a while since I saw a composition like this.”
“Please help me with the time to say that.”
“It’s been a while since I was held in your arms, so I should let you enjoy it.”
If you think about it that way, you can see it that way too.
I was completely tied to the bed and couldn’t get up.
However, you cannot force a sleeping child to wake up and let go.
“I’ll prepare this morning, don’t worry.”
“I was originally planning on doing it…”
“It’s okay. You can do that later in the evening.”
Originally, I was trying to make a strong case for making a game together.
It was a pretty big dish that I prepared as if it were a bribe.
I didn’t know the timing would be wrong.
“Whoa…”
And as soon as Rosaria leaves and closes the door.
A lot of thoughts came to mind as I looked at Rika clinging to my arms.
Her breasts being crushed by her arms was one of the reasons for her concern, but honestly, she didn’t understand why this guy was acting like this all of a sudden.
I guess I could say that I felt like I had to do this yesterday because it occurred to me.
For some reason, it seems like that’s what Rika wants and that’s what she wants to do.
It’s as if she treated me like she did back then when we had a good relationship in the past…
“I won’t let go…”
“Rika?”
“Never, never anymore…”
It seemed like he was talking in his sleep.
Her grip was so strong that the part where she grabbed me while talking in her sleep was a little painful.
Why are you holding on so tightly?
“I’m sorry, Rika.”
But this time can never last forever.
I broke my promise to her dad and ended up giving up on the path.
Therefore, this child cannot continue to be my younger brother.
Rather, I think he came here knowing that.
I guess I should let her stay here without telling her father as much as possible.
That’s all I can do.
『In a world where erotic comics are legal』
I wake up in a daze.
Before her eyes, her brother’s arms are a completely different size than when she was young.
But the relief I felt when I hugged her was the same, so I ended up burying my face in hers without realizing it.
“Ah…”
I feel like it’s been a long time since I slept soundly.
However, after I started watching Siwoo’s cartoons.
I thought I was falling asleep at a normal rate.
Is it because of the difference in warmth I feel after falling asleep?
It’s a clean and pleasant morning without any of the headaches that always bother me.
…And as my head became clearer, my face became hot without me realizing it.
Yesterday, in the end, I couldn’t even apologize to my brother or even give him a proper explanation.
All I did was act like a child and beg to be put to sleep.
…Actually, my brother just hugged me like before.
He felt so embarrassed after whining like that.
However, I was satisfied with the results.
Because I was able to be held in my brother’s arms like this for just one day.
“Brother.”
“Oh, are you awake? Do you want to eat?”
“A little later…”
“It’s been a while, sleeping together and waking up together like this.”
“I know.”
Is it because my hair has become neater?
In some ways, I felt like it became easier to talk.
Normally, I would have been very frustrated with myself.
“Oppa, what do you think of me?”
“…He’s a very precious little brother, right?”
“You’re not my brother.”
Judging by my brother’s reaction, I am certain of this part.
So I felt the need to say that.
Even though I am not my brother’s younger brother, how can my brother treat me like one?
“That doesn’t matter.”
“Huh?”
“Because I like Rika. I want to make her happy. I think that’s enough.”
“Tsk…”
What is that confession-like line?
Of course, he’s saying that because he only sees me as his younger brother.
Still, when I hear things like that, my heart starts pounding without me even realizing it.
“…I thought so.”
“Uh?”
Why is it in past tense?
I feel very anxious because it feels like it’s not right now.
…Maybe I’m too late.
As expected, my brother came to think of me as a terrible person.
What if I just put you to sleep yesterday thinking about those times for the last time?
What on earth should I do?
“As expected, you hate me?”
“No. That’s not it… I’m just worried that he won’t be my little brother anymore.”
“Ah.”
I guess it was that way.
In the end, my brother refused his father’s request.
Of course, my dad liked my brother in his own way, so he collected all the comics.
…Maintaining a family would be separate from that.
“If the.”
“Huh?”
“Even if she’s not my sister…”
“What?”
Even if I’m not your younger sister, can I still be next to your older brother?
I tried to say that, but my mouth became dry and I couldn’t continue.
I was so scared of the consequences of that answer.
“…For now.”
“Huh?”
“It’s okay, at least for a while. Can you be my older brother?”
“Of course. I don’t know when it will end, but… Until then, let me play the role of your older brother.”
For some reason, I felt like my brother would accept me if I said this.
It was also the correct answer.
However, I was unable to ask the question related to our future that I originally intended to ask.
…Because I’m so scared of the future of being rejected.
I was hesitant to move forward again.
“Everyone, stop messing around and come out and eat breakfast.”
“Oh, yes.”
I was hugged tightly by my brother, swearing at myself in my heart.
Sister Rosaria called us, saying breakfast was ready.
“How does it feel to be reunited after such a long time?”
“…”
“It reminded me a lot of the old days. It was really fun when the three of us played together back then.”
It’s really hard to open my mouth.
It felt like something was weighing me down.
…Yes, this feeling again.
“Sister.”
“Huh?”
“Is it okay if I continue to stay here? Won’t it be a disturbance?”
“Hehe, it’s okay as long as it doesn’t get in the way, right?”
I was squinting because I didn’t understand what it meant.
It wasn’t until I saw him positioning his fingers at an angle that my brother couldn’t see that I realized it.
…What Rosaria was talking about was about dirty things.
“No, there’s no way it won’t get in the way…”
“We can all do it together.”
“…To?”
Did I hear wrong?
So, if I live in the same house, it will get in the way of having sex with my brother.
Are you trying to create a relationship where the three of us can be together?
I was shocked and shook my head.
My sister laughed as if it was a joke.
That’s right, my older sister often played pranks like that.
“It’s been a while since you made that face.”
“Huh?”
“No, I think Lia hasn’t been putting on her playful face that much lately.”
“Is that so…?”
“Huh.”
“Maybe it’s because Rika came along, she was really naughty back then.”
A while ago, I said I would surprise my brother.
After hiding for over 3 hours, he came out.
There was a time when not only my brother but also my heart almost stopped.
Although all three of us were young.
Her older sister, who was older than her in her own way, was the most playful.
… She actually seemed like a very dependable older sister now.
“By the way, her Rika hair is still incredibly long.”
“My father never let me cut it.”
“If it were me, I would have rebelled right away.”
“…Her sister is amazing.”
You’re going against your father.
It wasn’t that simple.
Right now, I’m just a worthless girl…
‘She said her sister was amazing, so she just had to believe it and run away.’
If you think about it, yes.
Sister Rosaria also created her own path and is here.
And her brother, as he said, gave up and found his own way and stood here.
I’m just living because I can’t die.
It’s such a tiny thing without any light…
“Because I am nothing.”
“What are you talking about.”
“Huh?”
As soon as I mumbled those words.
My brother reflexively reached out his hand to me and held one of my hands warmly.
I said something I missed very much.
“Rika is going to become a hero, right?”
“…Ah.”
The story of a warrior who was not chosen as a warrior.
After hearing that story, I fell in love with it.
I said I wanted to become a warrior.
After that, my brother would tell me when I was depressed.
I comforted the person who would become a hero by asking why he was so depressed.
…I never thought I’d hear those words again.
“I miss you.”
“If you really don’t have anything else to do, it’s okay to help me.”
“Huh? Helping? I don’t know how to draw.”
Actually, I’ve been thinking about drawing recently.
Even though I bought tools and tried to draw, strangely my hand didn’t move as I wanted.
After that, I gave up on drawing.
“I want you to help me with the work I’m working on this time, specifically the game.”
“…Game?”
“Did you see it yesterday? This is what I’m working on.”
“Ah.”
This is a story my older brother told me when I was young.
The story of those who save a world in danger in a world where the existence of heroes is no longer given.
And even stories from the past when there were still warriors.
“Except for me, you are the one who knows this worldview best.”
“Am I really allowed to do that?”
“I’m rather thankful.”
It’s not a question of whether I can do it or not.
I focus on the feeling of wanting to do it itself.
Rather than worrying that my brother might get in my way, my desire to do it grows bigger.
“I want to do it.”
“Okay. Then let’s finish eating and start working.”
I ate the meal slowly until just now.
I speed up without realizing it.
…I guess I’m looking forward to it.
“Rika?”
“Uh?”
“Why are you so dazed?”
“Oh, I was just thinking about it for a moment.”
I was looking at several pictures spread out before my eyes.
I fell into a daze without realizing it.
Yesterday I was happy and happy, but now I feel like crying.
“Oppa, I heard you were a really vicious person.”
“…Okay?”
“For making the Sherbet Kingdom such a cute and pretty place.”
How can you tell such a sad story?
It’s definitely the same with the comics my brother draws recently.
There is something really vicious about it.
“Rather, it is a trap.”
“So, I cry when I think about it.”
“Sorry.”
…It’s a lie.
Of course, the story is very sad.
Because this wasn’t crying because I was sad.
