Then, after dinner, I told my brother about my reincarnation.
I can’t remember what happened that night because I was too emotional.
He didn’t make fun of me, didn’t doubt me, just listened to me kindly and seriously.
It was a painful and scary experience, but I wanted my brother to know.
That thought far outweighed the others.
My brother never ceases to amaze me.
He listens to me with such logic.
I knew it, I thought I was sure of it.
The relief I felt when I found out that it was actually true was something else entirely.
I desperately continued my story.
I tried to look as nonchalant as possible, but I think I looked terrible.
But my brother was as gentle and calm as ever.
That wasn’t all.
He even said something condemning the apostles and stood by me.
Even though he knew how dangerous it was, he never changed.
And he probably won’t change no matter what.
He would even get angry for me.
My brother always wants to be fair.
He has never taken anyone else’s side, but he has taken mine.
And my brother listened to my request.
He probably knows that I really want revenge
That I have nowhere else to go.
“At what time did you remember?”
These words saved me, and I was really glad I confided to you.
If you didn’t know brother, it would sound like just another ordinary phrase.
If my brother didn’t believe me, he wouldn’t try to connect the story with logic.
He pats my head gently, just like in the past.
It made me feel very peaceful.
“It started when I was about 3 years old. How could you think an ordinary person could be reincarnated?”
“Compared to the regular appearance of apostles with extraordinary powers. It’s not at all strange for a person’s soul to be reincarnated.”
We talked a lot after that.
I felt like I was dreaming, just happy.
When I slept alone, I felt like I was dreaming, and I wanted to sleep next to my brother like I used to.
Of course, my brother forgave me with an “It can’t be helped” look.
The next morning of the send-off
He was greeting everyone.
" "
Finally, I decided to run up to him and be a little mean.
“If you don’t come back properly, I’ll tell everyone you slept with me last night …… and lost my innocence.”
I whispered in my brother’s ear.
I wanted to see the look of surprise on my brother’s face.
My brother is never surprised by anything.
◆◇◆◇◆
After seeing my brother off, my days felt very empty.
And I was worried about him.
There are things that my brother doesn’t even know he’s doing.
He attracts people who are hurting or in need of help with great power.
It’s not charm, it’s magic.
He’s not very popular because I look plain, but he’s not safe from women who judge what’s inside.
But if it’s a woman my brother has chosen, I’ll accept it.
This was the only time I felt bitter about my Sister position.
There was no point in worrying about this hypothetical future.
So, I prepared some comforting thoughts.
Every time a pilgrim arrives at an inn town, he or she has to go through the arrival procedures.
So I asked them to let me know how far they had gone.
And one more thing, I want to know what he usually do.
I have asked our family order to let me know if there are any bills to pay.
◆◇◆◇◆
I have received a report that my brother has arrived at the inn town, but the family order has not brought any request for payment…
Could it be that my brother is in some kind of trouble!?
I called up Mario, the head of the family.
He has brown hair, blue eyes, a mustache, and is a little overweight, but he is a charming and hardworking man.
Before we left, my brother looked at Mario and muttered, “Plumber ……” but I wonder what he meant by that.
(T/N: I don’t know if plumber is right, because that’s the only word she heard.)
“Mario, have you received any bill from the Order of the Apostles to our house?”
Mario was unusually stiff and sweating profusely.
I have to ask.
“Mario. I told you, didn’t I, that you must show me all of my brother’s records.”
Mario’s face became even more frightened.
Did I really make such a scary face ……
I felt so sorry for him that I twitched and held out the paper.
“Y-Yes, a-actually …… this is …….”
I took the report as if I were snatching it and looked it over.
There’s a lot of money for alcohol, but it’s probably Sir. Fabio anyway.
My brother drinks, but he doesn’t drown in it.
For what seemed like a minute, he was unconscious while standing.
And his hands were shaking so badly that I could clearly see it.
“Uhm… What’s the bill for these women’s clothes? Did a thieving cat already take advantage of my brother’s kindness?”
My voice was so cold and inhuman that I surprised even myself.
At the same time, Mario fainted.
This is …… something we need to talk about slowly when he get back ……
If it’s a thieving cat, I’ll have to get rid of it myself ……
Then, after dinner, I told my brother about my reincarnation.
I can’t remember what happened that night because I was too emotional.
He didn’t make fun of me, didn’t doubt me, just listened to me kindly and seriously.
It was a painful and scary experience, but I wanted my brother to know.
That thought far outweighed the others.
My brother never ceases to amaze me.
He listens to me with such logic.
I knew it, I thought I was sure of it.
The relief I felt when I found out that it was actually true was something else entirely.
I desperately continued my story.
I tried to look as nonchalant as possible, but I think I looked terrible.
But my brother was as gentle and calm as ever.
That wasn’t all.
He even said something condemning the apostles and stood by me.
Even though he knew how dangerous it was, he never changed.
And he probably won’t change no matter what.
He would even get angry for me.
My brother always wants to be fair.
He has never taken anyone else’s side, but he has taken mine.
And my brother listened to my request.
He probably knows that I really want revenge
That I have nowhere else to go.
“At what time did you remember?”
These words saved me, and I was really glad I confided to you.
If you didn’t know brother, it would sound like just another ordinary phrase.
If my brother didn’t believe me, he wouldn’t try to connect the story with logic.
He pats my head gently, just like in the past.
It made me feel very peaceful.
“It started when I was about 3 years old. How could you think an ordinary person could be reincarnated?”
“Compared to the regular appearance of apostles with extraordinary powers. It’s not at all strange for a person’s soul to be reincarnated.”
We talked a lot after that.
I felt like I was dreaming, just happy.
When I slept alone, I felt like I was dreaming, and I wanted to sleep next to my brother like I used to.
Of course, my brother forgave me with an “It can’t be helped” look.
The next morning of the send-off
He was greeting everyone.
" "
Finally, I decided to run up to him and be a little mean.
“If you don’t come back properly, I’ll tell everyone you slept with me last night …… and lost my innocence.”
I whispered in my brother’s ear.
I wanted to see the look of surprise on my brother’s face.
My brother is never surprised by anything.
◆◇◆◇◆
After seeing my brother off, my days felt very empty.
And I was worried about him.
There are things that my brother doesn’t even know he’s doing.
He attracts people who are hurting or in need of help with great power.
It’s not charm, it’s magic.
He’s not very popular because I look plain, but he’s not safe from women who judge what’s inside.
But if it’s a woman my brother has chosen, I’ll accept it.
This was the only time I felt bitter about my Sister position.
There was no point in worrying about this hypothetical future.
So, I prepared some comforting thoughts.
Every time a pilgrim arrives at an inn town, he or she has to go through the arrival procedures.
So I asked them to let me know how far they had gone.
And one more thing, I want to know what he usually do.
I have asked our family order to let me know if there are any bills to pay.
◆◇◆◇◆
I have received a report that my brother has arrived at the inn town, but the family order has not brought any request for payment…
Could it be that my brother is in some kind of trouble!?
I called up Mario, the head of the family.
He has brown hair, blue eyes, a mustache, and is a little overweight, but he is a charming and hardworking man.
Before we left, my brother looked at Mario and muttered, “Plumber ……” but I wonder what he meant by that.
(T/N: I don’t know if plumber is right, because that’s the only word she heard.)
“Mario, have you received any bill from the Order of the Apostles to our house?”
Mario was unusually stiff and sweating profusely.
I have to ask.
“Mario. I told you, didn’t I, that you must show me all of my brother’s records.”
Mario’s face became even more frightened.
Did I really make such a scary face ……
I felt so sorry for him that I twitched and held out the paper.
“Y-Yes, a-actually …… this is …….”
I took the report as if I were snatching it and looked it over.
There’s a lot of money for alcohol, but it’s probably Sir. Fabio anyway.
My brother drinks, but he doesn’t drown in it.
For what seemed like a minute, he was unconscious while standing.
And his hands were shaking so badly that I could clearly see it.
“Uhm… What’s the bill for these women’s clothes? Did a thieving cat already take advantage of my brother’s kindness?”
My voice was so cold and inhuman that I surprised even myself.
At the same time, Mario fainted.
This is …… something we need to talk about slowly when he get back ……
If it’s a thieving cat, I’ll have to get rid of it myself ……
