Chapter 7: The Bratty Little Sister I Put in Her Place Is Now Acting Super Affectionate
Midnight. Back in my room, I sat on the edge of my bed, mentally cataloging the day’s disasters.
“...How in the hell did things end up like this?”
I’d already established "intimate" relations with Elise and Cecil—the two people I was supposed to avoid at all costs—and to top it all off, Linslet Freanain, the strongest mage of this era, had taken a keen interest in me.
The terrifying part? All of this happened on my very first day. School hadn’t even officially started yet.
Despite that, I was already in this state. My stomach churned with an ulcer-inducing anxiety about what the future held.
Still... surely nothing else could happen tonight. All that was left was to crawl under the covers and escape into the world of dreams.
Or so I thought, until someone decided to shatter that hope.
That someone being...
“Lumiere.”
“Yes, Dear Onii-sama?”
“I’m trying to go to sleep... Exactly how long do you plan on standing there?”
Even in the dead of night, my sister showed no intention of leaving. She remained planted firmly in front of the door. I wasn’t particularly worried about her attacking me in my sleep, but having my rest disturbed was becoming an immense annoyance.
“If you don’t have any business with me, go back to your own room. You’re being a real pain.”
“...Actually, I do have business.”
Her voice carried a hint of tension. I braced myself, expecting an ambush, but what she did next was completely outside the realm of my expectations.
Lumiere reached up, untied the ribbon of her uniform—and in the blink of an eye, she was half-naked.
“What the—”
The exclamation escaped me before I could stop it.
Before my very eyes, Lumiere stepped out of her skirt and hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties. I couldn't wrap my head around it. It made no sense, and yet...
Dammit, for a sister, her body really is incredible.
Struggling with a mix of utter confusion and a sudden, violent surge of carnal desire, I forced myself to speak.
“Wait. Stop right there. What is this? What are you even trying to do? Seriously.”
She stopped just as she reached the edge of her bush. Keeping her hands right there, she replied.
“...I beg of you, Dear Onii-sama. Please... bless Lumi with your seed.”
That single sentence actually helped me regain a sliver of composure.
“Give me a break... You really think I’m gonna fall for such an obvious honey-potting?”
Use that seductive body to catch me off guard, then go for the throat the moment I show a weakness. Now that I’d "exposed" her scheme, my lust managed to hold steady just below the breaking point. At this rate, I wouldn't end up crossing the line and plunging into—
“It’s only natural that you wouldn't trust Lumi. That’s why...”
Just as a sense of victory began to swell in my chest, she subverted my expectations yet again.
“I, Lumiere Zesphiria, do hereby swear.”
She closed her eyes, focusing her consciousness until a phosphorescent glow began to radiate from her body. But this wasn’t an omen of an attack. It was a serious, fatal... sort of self-destruction.
“I shall love only my Onii-sama, Alvart Zesphiria, for the rest of my life. Should I ever violate this vow, let my life be forfeit.”
The moment the declaration left her lips, a mark resembling a lewd crest etched itself onto her lower abdomen. She had activated 《Oath Magic》. It was a spell that could only be cast once in a lifetime; should the caster break the vow, they would suffer instantaneous death.
In other words, she had effectively made it impossible for her to ever harm me.
“...Will you believe Lumi now? Dear Onii-sama?”
My sister looked up at me, her eyes shimmering with tears. I felt a profound sense of bewilderment.
“I don't get your angle. Weren't you trying to kill me?”
“No, you’re wrong. Ever since I was born... Lumi has always... adored you.”
Adored? What is this girl talking about?
It was the exact opposite, no matter how you looked at it. Lumiere felt—no, wait.
Don't tell me... Was everything she’d put me through actually her idea of...
“...Are you saying that was your way of showing affection? Everything you did to me?”
Lumiere gave a small nod.
“I knew I was being cruel. But... I couldn't stop the impulse. You were just so precious whenever you were hurting by Lumi’s hand. And so...”
They say a true, dyed-in-the-wool sadist can only express love by breaking their partner. It seemed Lumiere was the textbook definition of that.
However.
“And you’re saying you’re different now?”
“Yes. When I lost to you... I thought... this is much better.”
My sister’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she rubbed her white thighs together. Adopting the bashful mannerisms of a maiden in love, she confessed her true perversions.
“You taught Lumi, Dear Onii-sama. You showed me my true nature. Lumi... well... rather than bullying the person she loves, she much prefers... being bullied herself♥”
The heat in her voice and expression intensified. She took a step closer to me.
“I love you, Dear Onii-sama. I love you more than anyone or anything in this world. So, please...”
Lumiere’s captivating body pressed into my space. Despite her innocent face and petite stature, her breasts were incredibly lush.
Her waist was tightly nipped.
Her thighs were thick and supple.
The curve of her buttocks was perfectly formed.
Standing there as if to put every inch of herself on display, she pleaded.
“Before you go to Elise... please, give Lumi your baby...!”
As a single tear traced a path down her cheek, I finally grasped her intent. Lumiere was likely convinced that we would eventually be torn apart. So, before that happened, she wanted to conceive a part of her beloved Onii-sama. That way, she could be with me forever.
In response to her wish, I...
“............(Gulp.)”
I'll be honest. Right now, I was incredibly turned on by Lumiere.
And why wouldn't I be? She was a heroine from an eroge. She was a super-high-spec man-killer, designed specifically to drive men wild with pleasure.
Up until now, my impression of her as a "shitty brat" had kept me on the safe side of the line, but that obstacle was gone. At this point, Lumiere was nothing more than an erotically cute heroine with the "bratty sister" trope, and because of that...
“Ah...♥ You’re in the mood now, aren’t you, Dear Onii-sama...♥”
My body—the body of an eroge protagonist—screamed with a violent urge. Impregnate this brat. Just like she wants. Just like you want. Ravage that alluring flesh.
...But.
“I’m sorry. I can’t grant that wish.”
Lumiere carried the risk of a Bad End triggered by the awakening and rampage of an unknown power. In the original game, the trigger for that was her being "bred." If I went through with it, I would be fast-tracking my way to a gruesome finale.
To prevent that future, I had to firmly refuse this "pre-served meal."
“First of all. We’re siblings. You haven't forgotten that, have you?”
“Y-Yes. But if there’s love...!”
“The taboo of incest isn't something that can be overcome with just love.”
It was a waste. A total, utter waste.
Under normal circumstances, a guy wouldn't even get one chance to sleep with an eroge heroine. To throw that away myself... as a man, it felt like a crime.
But if seizing this opportunity meant certain destruction...
With a heart like stone, I would forsake copulation with the high-grade erotic body standing before me.
“Listen, Lumiere. Listen well. I have no intention of rejecting you... and I have no intention of abandoning you for Elise, either.”
While I had to refuse a physical connection, a complete psychological rejection could also be a risk. If I caused her extreme stress, that mysterious power might awaken and trigger a Bad End anyway. Thinking about it that way, mental care was essential.
So, I stood up and... firmly pulled my naked sister into a hug.
“D-Dear Onii-sama...!?”
Oh, god, this is bad...!
Lumiere’s massive breasts were pressing right against my stomach! Her warmth was radiating through my whole body!
Calm down. Don’t lose to your desires. Remember your goal.
A peaceful life. That was all I wanted. To achieve the dream that was denied to me in my previous life, I had to abstain from lewdness. If that was the case... then I just had to say what needed to be said.
“We’re twins. Two halves of a whole. There’s no way we could ever be separated.”
“B-But, Dear Onii-sama. Your engagement to Elise...”
“That was just a misunderstanding on her part. Everything I said was just a means to an end.”
The moment she heard those words, Lumiere trembled slightly in my arms.
“Y-You... you aren't going to disappear from Lumi’s life?”
“...Well, probably not until you get married or something.”
“D-Dear Onii-sama...!”
In the end, she just wanted to be with me. Asking for a baby was likely just a fallback plan. If that was the case... giving her the words she wanted to hear would naturally resolve the issue.
“I’ll always stay by your side, Lumiere (deadpan).”
“Yes, Dear Onii-sama...! Lumi is the happiest girl in the world right now...!”
“Let's keep our relationship pure from now on. We have siblingly love, after all (serious).”
“Y-Yes, Dear Onii-sama. B-But... please at least let Lumi keep doing it while thinking of you...”
Well, if she was just going to play with herself, I didn't see much of a problem with that. Even if she did it right in front of me, I’d just have to endure it.
Anyway. I suppose that's one problem solved.
Man, I’m exhausted. I’m gonna go straight to bed and escape into the world of—
Just as I was about to check out...
I felt a strange surge of magical power. And then, a small scream.
The moment I sensed that sound coming from outside, I let out a deep, heavy sigh.
“Are you kidding me...! Again!? Already!?”
Leaving Lumiere behind, I bolted from the room.
I muttered to myself as I tore through the darkness of the night.
“I’d love to ignore this, but I can’t...!”
In the common route of 【The Vengeful Masked Demon and The Nobel Slaves】, there was a major event that stood alongside the encounter with the main heroine.
Obviously, if I wanted a peaceful life, I should have avoided it. But given the nature of the event, there was no telling what kind of negative impact ignoring it would have.
So, I headed to the scene of the magical discharge—and found a sub-heroine being attacked by someone.
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