Chapter 32: Years after die I was talking first I was first you damn fox bitch how dare you touch someone else’s man

Siblings are good, sisters are good.

Anything is fine as long as they’re blood-related family.

If you’re an only child, imagine that your mom or dad does that without you knowing.

Or, conversely, put yourself in your parents’ shoes.

Imagine your child suddenly informing you one day.

Anything is fine as long as it’s family.

And as long as it’s sudden, it’s okay.

Then.

In the case of younger sister Han Seolah, it would probably be something like this.

“Um…… So that means you’re my brother’s wife…… right……?”

When she suddenly heard the news of her older brother’s marriage(?).

“Um…… What should I call you…… Uh, sister? Or sister-in-law……? You look very young…… No, youthful…….”

Or, taking it a step further.

“19 years old. Probably the same age as you. You’re a younger sister, right?”

“Ah, yes…… If you’re 19, then we’re the same age.”

“Irinya.

Irinya Rosenkranz. When I was little, my family often called me Lina or Linya.”

A woman who suddenly appeared, whose name and face she had never seen or heard before, turned out to be that

person.

“Aha~ I, I see~ Lina, Linira…… N, nice~”

“Yeah…… He just called me Irinya.”

At first, mother and father.

And mother-in-law and father-in-law.

It seemed like she was emphasizing that she was his wife, but now it had become “he”.

“He’s playful, you know? He always said ‘Irinya, giddy up!’ or, he’d deliberately say ‘Irinya, give it here!’ quickly, so it

sounded like ‘Irinya, giveityhe~re!’ Hehe, bad boy…… Of course, I can’t see him in any dimension now…… Hic…….”

Irinya sniffled as if she were about to burst into tears again as she recalled a lovely memory(?).

But in front of her mother-in-law, father-in-law, and sister-in-law.

It seemed she couldn’t keep crying, so she took a special measure.

“Hic, except for this recording…… sob…….”

―Click.

Irinya pressed the play button on her smartphone.

Then, for the first time in a long time, the Han family could hear his voice.

Irinya, giddy up!

Irinya, giveityhe~re!

Irinya, giddy up!

Irinya, giveityhe~re!

However, the only flaw was that it was just an endless repetition of these sounds.

Besides, maybe it’s because I haven’t heard it in a long time?

Even though the content was like that, I thought it was a beautiful voice…….

Really, except for his face, everything was perfect…….

“……Hic, haa…… haat…… haang~”

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

I was very curious as to why she even had that kind of recording.

But because of Irinya’s increasingly ecstatic expression, the family couldn’t easily ask.

“Aha~ Ahaha~ ……Um, wait a minute?”

―Whoosh!

When the younger sister, Han Seolah, asked for a moment. The family quickly put their three heads together.

Whispering.

‘……Um, Mom. Have Mom and Dad heard……? That my brother got married, it’s an international marriage because

she’s Western…… And she’s very pretty like a doll, but something seems very strange…….’

‘Don’t even mention it! After that kid changed, I haven’t seen him bring a woman, let alone be with one! If there was,

it was always at the police station, wasn’t it?’

‘That…… is true, but…… Dad?’

‘……Once, when I scolded him, asking when he would get married and show me grandchildren, he said he was

already married to “Louise France come here and do a lovely drill ballet” or something, and told me to give up.’

‘Lou, Louise what……?’

‘Ah Isn’t your dad talking about that pink-haired kid? There’s a cartoon character your brother has liked since he was

a kid. A little girl with pink hair.’

‘Ah, the one with a poster in his room…… That was its name? Th, Louise…… Louise France…….’

Just then.

“Lou*se Françoise Le Blanc de la Vallière.”

A foreign language pronunciation in primary colors suddenly intruded on the three-person family meeting.

Really suddenly.

“The name of the main heroine in the work he likes…… Zer* no Tsukaima. Louise Fr*nçoise Le Blanc de la Vallière.

Not ‘Louise France come here and do a lovely drill ballet’.”

And with a very angry expression.

The younger sister and mother scolded their father in whispering voices, saying, “It’s Dad’s fault!” “It’s because of you!”

While the father was at a loss and embarrassed.

“Sorry…… No, I’m sorry. Father-in-law. I don’t like that kid that much either…….”

“Oh, uh, yeah…… Okay…….”

Irinya made an “ah” expression and released her anger.

Fortunately, it seems that the anger was not directed at the father, but at that character.

“In the first place, unlike Oksana, who is always within 1km, she’s a level lower in dimension, so I know she can’t

even be a competitor…… But still, it’s cheating, right? That can be called cheating, right? Always next to him, almost

10 years younger, and a genius, of course, he says no…… But if you convert the amount of knowledge by time linear

regression to the same age, she’ll surely be a genius as much as him, and even now, she’s a woman who knows how to

dress similarly to match his tastes, right? But the main thing is hair color, not clothes…… Pink, there’s no way she

would have such a stupid, lewd hair color…… This idiot…….”

Is pink hair lewd……?

I wanted to ask.

But if I did, something else would explode, so the family held back.

“So when I teased him saying it was a typical otaku isekai…… he always emphasized that it wasn’t typical, but

actually the prototype of all isekai, so it was archetypal…… He always emphasized that…… He was usually laid-back

about other things…… But he was very strict about that and physics…….”

―Click.

Huh? What’s up, Irinya. Your clothes look a bit like cosplay today?

 Eek, eek?!

Huh? What, recording? Why are you suddenly recording?

Ah, uh, ugh…… Th, that’s…… S, sxual harassment!

 Sxual harassment, rpe, gang rpe, voyeurism, hidden cameras, hyp, hypnosis, kidnapping! Oh, my……! I, I could be

subjected to all of that……! Th, that kind of injustice…… A, anyway, I always turn it on when I talk to you!! F, first of

all, um…… L, l, l, l, l, lo

Huh? What, recording? Why are you suddenly recording?

Ah, uh, ugh…… Th, that’s…… S, sxual harassment!

 Sxual harassment, rpe, gang rpe, voyeurism, hidden cameras, hyp, hypnosis, kidnapping! Oh, my……! I, I could be

subjected to all of that……! Th, that kind of injustice…… A, anyway, I always turn it on when I talk to you!! F, first of

all, um…… L, l, l, l, l, lo… l… lo… LOVE……! As your supervisor!

 Irinya, at that time, it seems like you could just say, “Senior, I’m doing this in case I experience any injustice in my

work as your assistant.”

……Injustice, my ass.

Yoon Hyunah, you were also mentored by me as an assistant once, don’t be like that.

 Hehe, what? Are you sad that I’ve become independent now? Well~ That’s because I’m also a top-tier journal

Na.ture paper holder like senior now~

Why are you skipping the (comm.) at the end…… It’s a sister journal. Well, it would be 1.5 tier.

―Click.

“Ah, there’s noise mixed in.”

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

At least as a younger sister, I should mention this first.

For some reason, strange, line-crossing women were often attracted to my brother.

For example, most recently, that woman from a strange cult that my brother buried…….

“……Senior, my ass, it’s obvious that she’s scheming to take the junior position. Besides, she’s not even my assistant

anymore…… From then until now and forever, he’s my supervisor and teacher…… But still, every time, pretending to

have no feelings, like a vixen, calling him senior~♡…… She’ll probably go into her room, flashback, and fck herself

like crazy…… This btch…… Except for that, she’s a really good colleague, it’s a shame.”

Of course, unlike at that time when my emotions were full of malice and hostility.

Now, she was a woman who seemed to have nothing but goodwill…… Only limited to my brother.

―Whoosh!

‘……Mom, Dad. Um…… Perhaps…… My brother’s dea…… No, what happened to him…… It wasn’t an accident, was

it……? Like, when she first cried, saying it was all her fault, maybe she really…….’

‘Hmm, is that so? No way~ I think it’s similar to when Hyunah you were little? Back then, you also called him oppa

 At that time, Hyunah, you also looked for a kitchen knife when your brother brought a girl home. I guess you were too

young to remember that well back then?’

‘Oh, uh……? I did that……? No, a kitchen knife is too much. It’s not like I’m a psycho…….’

‘Oh my, don’t you remember the scar on your dad’s left hand? That happened when he tried to stop Hyunah from

doing that with a kitchen knife.’

‘What, what……? R, really……? Huh? Wait a minute, wasn’t the scar on Dad’s hand on his right hand? Not his left?’

‘Oh my, that was when your dad was dating this mom, and neither Hyunah nor your brother were there yet♡’

‘……I guess that’s when it happened. Your brother.’

I never thought I’d hear the secret of my brother’s birth here.

At the same time, it felt like I saw the darkness of the family that I had never known, or rather, that I had deliberately

forgotten…….

“……I wondered why no one came out even though the door was open.”

Just then.

“……?!!”

Han Seolah felt her heart throbbing.

A feeling of her heart dropping.

The recoil of that, perhaps a hopeful thought.

Even though she knew it was impossible, she held onto hope.

She had been forcibly killing it for three weeks.

But it was like the emotion she had abandoned herself and pretended not to know for the past five years.

As if it were bursting out now.

“What the f*ck is this family meeting?”

The tone.

The feeling.

The composition.

The expression.

“No, one person isn’t even family in the first place…… What the f*ck is this composition?”

The way of speaking.

The location of the sigh.

The use of borderline profanity.

Everything was the same.

Because they were blood relatives, she intuited it more than anyone else.

Her soul was screaming that it was him.

“Bro……!!”

But the reason she couldn’t finish that word.

The reason she hesitated.

Was probably because the voice was completely different.

“……Ah.”

Not only that, but the person speaking was completely different.

No matter how much my brother was an otaku who liked Louise France or whatever.

He wouldn’t be a pervert who would wear a middle school girl’s uniform that would only appear in Japanese

romance comics.

Their genders were completely opposite in the first place.

“Ha, um…… What should I say. First, putting aside the other one…… First, I guess it’s nice to meet you, maybe. Or, is it?”

There was a middle school girl I had never seen before.

Moreover, a girl with white-silver hair, with a completely unrealistic feeling.

And.

Another girl who reacted to that.

“……B, b, b, b, b, b―”

She claims to be 19 years old, but honestly, she looks much younger.

With blonde pigtails, wearing a cosplay-like black dress mourning outfit, the self-proclaimed wife of him.

Or a girlfriend, or…… a stalker-like.

“―B*TCH!!!”

Irinya Rosenkranz(Irina) started having a b*tch fit.