Chapter 10: Your Little Sister’s Acting Kinda Off?

Fiora followed Leon back to the capital of the Donghui Kingdom—Sunrise City.

Its splendor far exceeded Fiora’s imagination.

For her first time entering such a grand and magnificent capital, it greatly satisfied her fantasies.

The streets teemed with people of various races and professions.

So this is what an isekai feels like!
And so many pretty girls~
Such a feast for the eyes~

Fiora giggled foolishly. “Hehehe.”

Leon asked, “Fiora, do you like it here?”

“It has a great vibe, but I’m not used to so many people.”

“Stay close. Don’t get separated.”

“Mhm.”

Under Leon’s guidance, Fiora arrived at his home.

To her surprise, it was not luxurious, but rather a simple and cozy residence.

“I’m home.”

“Welcome home~”
“Leon, it’s been a while since you’ve been home~”

As they entered, a light and airy voice greeted them.

A beautiful blonde woman stepped out.

Despite wearing simple loungewear, her outstanding figure could not be concealed. Her long hair was tied in a low ponytail that hung over her chest—the same hairstyle as Fiora’s.

Her eyes were gentle, like a kind older sister’s, making Fiora want to rush into her arms and act spoiled.

Ooh! Such a beautiful lady!!

Fiora stared, entranced, and a “hehehe” laugh escaped her lips.

The woman smiled gently and said, “Hello, are you a friend of Leon’s?”

“I-I’m Fiora! The Ice— from the Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Mountain—”

Fiora answered excitedly, but before she could finish, Leon pinched her waist, and she let out a strange cry.

The blonde woman tilted her head in confusion.

Only then did Fiora remember what Leon had told her before.

Not knowing how to make up a story, she shut her mouth.

“Mother, she’s a s*ave I picked up.”
“She’ll be working as a maid in our home from now on…”

Leon lifted Fiora’s hat, revealing her silver hair.

“How rare.”
“Leon actually brought a girl home.”
“Have you suddenly come to your senses?”

Being stared at by the blonde lady’s slightly surprised gaze made Fiora very uncomfortable.

She quickly hid behind Leon to avoid her eyes.

Wuwuwu, can someone please teach me how to talk to such a beautiful lady?!

“What a shy and cute child,” the woman said as she walked over and crouched down.

“My name is Alisa, and I’m Leon’s mother.”
“If you don’t mind, you can just call me by my name. I’d be very happy.”

“For you to speak to a… humble ant like me, I am fortunate for three lifetimes!!”

Fiora clutched her mage robe, her voice trembling with irrepressible excitement.

She had never felt such happiness!

Alisa’s beauty, smiling at her, was enough to make her eat ten bowls of plain rice!

“Oh my, what an interesting child.”

“I-I have something to say, Lady Alisa, if you would be willing to hear it…!”

“Mhm, go ahead, little Fiora.”

The thought of what she was about to say felt so bold and impulsive that Fiora buried her face in Leon’s back from sheer shyness.

Though it sounded like the buzzing of a mosquito, Fiora let out the cry from the depths of her soul:
“Ma’am… I love you!”

“Ha~ ha~ ha~ ha~”

Fiora sat on the sofa, watching Alisa prepare afternoon tea, giggling foolishly.

“Fiora, remember not to blow our cover later.”
“Stick to the story we agreed on.”

Leon’s head suddenly popped into view, blocking Fiora’s line of sight.

Her expression immediately turned cold.

“I know. Leon, you’re blocking my view.”

She pushed his annoying face away.

It’s bad enough that beautiful women throw themselves at him, but even his mother is such a stunning beauty.
Where’s the justice in this world?

Fiora, who had yearned for girls for decades, had remained single and had never even held a girl’s hand since birth.

But after just two days with Leon, she had seen all sorts of girls with different attributes throwing themselves at him.

This treatment is simply unfair!
Following the usual tropes, don’t tell me this guy even has a little sister?

“Leon, do you have a little sister?” Fiora asked.

“Yes! Fiora, how did you know?”

“But my sister and I have been on bad terms recently.”
“We rarely talk.”
“She looks away the moment she sees me, and if I try to be alone with her, she’ll find an excuse to leave.”
“She used to be so clingy when we were little…”

Leon sighed in distress.

“Fiora, my sister really hates me now, doesn’t she?”

Damn it, I knew it!
You light novel protagonist—just how much of a winner in life are you going to be?!

Fiora was already too angry to talk to Leon.

Any idiot can see what’s happening in this kind of plot, okay?
It’s obvious your sister has a crush on you!
What’s the meaning of showing off in front of me on purpose?
Are you afraid my eyes haven’t been blinded enough by you these past few days?
Damn it, just explode, you popular harem protagonist!

“I’m home, Mother.”

Fiora heard another girl’s pleasant voice.

Looking up, she saw a girl in a swordswoman’s uniform had returned home.

Her features were very similar to Alisa’s, as if they were cast from the same mold.

“Oh, Vivian’s back!”
“Just in time—Leon came home today too!” Alisa said, setting down the teapot.

Vivian’s blonde hair was tied into energetic twin tails. She was in the prime of her youth and had a rather outstanding figure.

Although not as explosive as Alisa’s, it was excellent among her peers.

Given time, she might become a beauty who surpassed her mother.

Fiora instantly gave her evaluation: Vivian is definitely an S-rank beautiful girl.

“Eh? Brother’s home?”

“Is that you, Vivian? Long time no see.”

Leon stood up to greet his sister.

Vivian saw Leon’s face.

Her calm demeanor suddenly became flustered.

For a moment, she didn’t know how to react—and averted her gaze.

Then she saw Fiora. Their eyes met.

“…”

“…”

“…?”

“…!”

Fiora noticed that Vivian’s eyes, after seeming to ponder something, made a judgment.

They gradually lost their light.

It was as if she had transformed into a snow leopard in the mountains—filled with naked killing intent.

“Hm? A thieving little stray cat?”

Vivian’s unusual tone was filled with a chilling obsession, making Fiora’s teeth chatter.