I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 102

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My younger sister, who fell into the sea because of a mage—more precisely, because of the demon within the mage—and whose body could never be found.

I can’t describe how much I despaired when I heard the news of her death so late.

I regretted my choice to leave Lilliana behind and go abroad as a diplomat.

Lost in self-blame, resentment, and sorrow, I decided to stake everything I had left on turning back time.

“Listen carefully. I’m going to die right after I turn back time.”

“You’re going to die?”

“Yes. Even if I’m lucky enough not to die, I won’t be able to live a normal life.”

Andrea recalled Lilliana, who used to smile while looking at him.

Clear eyes, curly black hair, and a lovely smile.

Ah, how could this feeling be affection toward a sister?

It must be paternal love after all.

I have no children to compare it to, but I don’t particularly want to either.

“So you two will have to make a soul oath to me before getting another chance.”

“If we can rewrite this damn reality, what couldn’t we do?”

Marius accepted the proposal without a moment’s hesitation.

It was the same for Francois.

“Yes. Good. What should I swear?”

After Lilliana’s ability and the demon’s power clashed on the ship, many changes occurred in him.

The demon, thoroughly frightened and cowering because of Lilliana, hid deep in a corner of his mind and fell asleep.

Thanks to that, he regained control of his body, but excruciating pain continued to visit him.

This was because an explosion occurred the moment Lilliana and the demon clashed, causing burns all over his body.

His once-beautiful face was mangled, and every moment was hell with pain unbearable without medication.

“The peace of Trobancha and the safety of my siblings.”

“I’d like you to be more specific.”

“The Empire must not wage war against Trobancha and must do its best to maintain peace between the two countries. Also, you must not threaten my siblings. Ah, and.”

Andrea swallowed the sigh that was rising.

He missed Lilliana so much. It was beyond longing—it was agonizing.

It would be fine if she threw unreasonable tantrums or caused trouble that would get her scolded.

If he could see her alive and moving again, he would gladly give his life.

“I’d appreciate it if you could send a decent doctor to my youngest sibling. This isn’t quite an oath, just a personal request.”

She had been sickly, so they raised her like precious gold and jade. Even after she grew considerably, she wasn’t very healthy, so he worried endlessly until the day he left for abroad.

‘If I had known that would be the last time I’d see you, I never would have left your side.’

After the Victoria Ship terrorist incident, he had practically lost his life, so he belatedly challenged himself to become a diplomat, but he regretted it so much.

“…I, Marius von Zemelhofen’s oath will remain valid even if time is turned back.”

“Likewise, I promise the validity of the oath and its faithful fulfillment.”

After Francois finished his oath as well, Andrea began flipping through the calendar rapidly.

“The date to return to is…”

Since he said they had to go back to before meeting Rebecca Marchione, it had to be at least two years ago.

While pondering the date, Andrea suddenly recalled a memory from a certain day.

A day when a child’s laughter covered the faint sound of rain.

The day when he looked at his child-like sister and thought he wanted to give her everything in the world, and felt he could even sacrifice his life for this child.

‘Since I’m going to die anyway, it wouldn’t be bad to return to that day.’

Thus, Andrea regressed to a certain day when Lilliana was six years old.

* * *

“Ah. Li, Lilliana?”

As soon as Andrea saw little Lilliana, he hugged the child tightly.

“Lilliana, Lilliana… Oh my goodness.”

“Huh? Brother, are you crying?”

The warm body temperature characteristic of young children, the chirping voice, the small wriggling body… She was alive. Lilliana was alive.

“Why are you crying? Are you worried I’ll disappear like Mom and Dad? Hehe. I’m not going anywhere.”

Lilliana touched Andrea’s cheek.

He cried and laughed like a fool, pressing his forehead against Lilliana’s shoulder.

Then his insides twisted and blood surged up in his mouth.

The fishy smell of blood stung his nose. He swallowed the blood and carried Lilliana into the house.

“Can I drink more cocoa?”

“Yes. Just wait a moment.”

He ran to the bathroom and as soon as he closed the door with a click, he spilled blood into the sink.

Whoosh. As soon as he turned on the water to wash the sink, his body lost strength and he sat down on the floor with a thud.

His fingertips and toes grew cold, and his heart constricted tightly.

He couldn’t breathe. While gasping and clutching his chest, the door opened.

“Brother. I told you to wash your hands first when you come back from outside. You should tell me if I forget.”

Lilliana, who entered the bathroom, widened her eyes when she saw Andrea crouched on the floor.

“Brother. Does something hurt?”

“N-no. I’m fine… ugh.”

He couldn’t even tell what he was saying in response.

The thought filling his head was an instinctive certainty that he would die soon.

Then Lilliana placed her hand on Andrea’s forehead with a pat!

And then she blew air on his face with a whoosh.

“Hoo. Hoo. All the pain, go awaaay!”

Lilliana acted exactly as Andrea usually did for her.

At that moment, the ability leaking from within Lilliana exploded, and an invisible force slipped into Andrea.

His rapidly stopping heart returned to normal.

His stomach, where blood had been flowing backward, settled, and warm heat flowed through his blood vessels.

Only then did Andrea recall Lilliana, who had been clumsily using her ability after suffering from awakening fever.

Emilia had once said:

“Lilliana’s ability is ‘hope.'”

“Hope? Was there such an ability?”

“Purification, healing, life force, recovery. It’s a power that encompasses everything. Theologically, it means light, and in magic studies, it’s called hope.”

She said it was a very rare ability.

In ancient times, when distinguishing between abilities and divine power was difficult, it was a power revered as that of a saint, and in modern times, it had hardly ever been reported.

‘She’s young now and hasn’t suffered awakening fever yet, so why has her ability manifested?’

Andrea didn’t know that because Lilliana’s innate ability was so powerful, it was leaking out bit by bit even before she suffered awakening fever.

He also didn’t know that this was why her body was weak.

Since Emilia had discovered this after his final regression attempt, there was no way he could know.

So he simply thought that because Lilliana’s ability was hope, it had caused a miracle.

“I went ‘hoo hoo’ for you, so it doesn’t hurt anymore, right?”

Lilliana smiled brightly at him.

Looking at the child he had once saved and who now saved him, Andrea laughed as if sobbing.

“Yes. It doesn’t hurt at all now. Our Lilliana is amazing. You’re the best doctor!”

Lilliana’s ability had created hope for him as he was dying.

Thus, he avoided death and came to wait only for the moment when the penalty would be nullified.

* * *

Conversely, Lilliana burned with fever from that night onward.

“Her fever is too severe today. The fever reducer isn’t working well either. Let’s at least apply ice packs.”

On this day in the past that he remembered, Lilliana hadn’t been this sick.

Only one thing had changed—his existence.

Andrea was suddenly struck with fear.

‘It’s because of me. My existence became a variable that’s making Lilliana sick.’

Panicked, Andrea began applying ice packs with trembling hands.

Andrea, Edith, and Regina gathered to care for Lilliana, but none of them realized the changes happening within the child.

If Emilia, an expert in magical studies, had been there, things might have been different. But Emilia was in the eastern region attending an academic conference.

“What’s the temperature?”

“38.1 degrees.”

“Much better than before. Thank goodness. Just needs to drop a little more.”

Andrea and Lilliana had similar soul wavelengths.

Because Andrea had turned back time dozens, hundreds of times to prevent the Victoria Ship terrorist incident, Lilliana in the womb had been most affected.

However, this alone wouldn’t create a ‘variable.’

At the moment when the supernatural power emanating from Lilliana twisted Andrea’s predetermined death, Andrea and Lilliana’s abilities resonated.

In that instant, the power dwelling within Lilliana—hope—responded to Andrea’s wish to change the future.

Because of this, some of the memories of Marius and France that he had deliberately preserved while turning back time flowed into Lilliana through Andrea’s ability.

After countless coincidences and destinies met in the same flow, when Lilliana opened her eyes the next day, memories of the ‘original story’ had seeped in.

And Andrea, knowing nothing, made his decision alone.

“I should disappear.”

Rather than let his siblings discover his poor health, he decided to go to the countryside to recover.

‘I can’t show Lilliana this state.’

Though he had avoided death, his condition was worse than after the Victoria Ship incident.

He couldn’t even live a normal life.

His head remained constantly foggy as if he’d taken medicine. Just walking briefly in front of the house made him so tired his eyes kept drooping shut.

‘Most importantly, Lilliana might get sick because of me.’

He was afraid of the reality that he couldn’t predict what kind of variable his existence might become.

So he hurriedly found a house in the Southern Countryside and informed his siblings.

“I’ve done my best for you all and given what I could. So now live well together without me.”

Naturally, the household was thrown into chaos.

Regina bombarded him with questions, asking why he was suddenly going south and saying she couldn’t accept it, while Emilia glared at him with suspicious eyes.

And Edith.

“You didn’t, did you?”

“No. I promised, didn’t I? Not to turn back time anymore.”

“It really seems like you’re running away to the south because you want to hide something from us.”

“I want to live my own life too. After the terrorist attack, I’ve been raising Lilliana without even a moment to recover.”

Edith accepted it readily.

“Alright. Go down there and rest well. I’ll handle things here, so don’t worry.”

“Thank you. Please take care of Lilliana.”

When Lilliana clung to him asking if she couldn’t come along too, his heart broke.

However, for his sake and for Lilliana’s sake, he left his family and headed to the countryside.

This was the secret that Andrea Berchio kept.

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