I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 160

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While confined to the manor, I thought I might suffocate to death because of Edgar, but it was an unnecessary worry.

“Aunt! Get up quickly. We’re not done with freeze tag yet!”

“Aunt! Can’t you see Yosiyas and I are waiting? Are you trying to crush our expectations right now? Is that what you want?”

When I collapsed on the sofa from exhaustion, Yosiyas and Filippo came running over and shook me frantically.

Those tiny kids had such strong hands that tears welled up every time they tapped my legs.

“Let’s play dead.”

“Aunt. Don’t try to kill time like that! We’re not 4-year-old babies. If you’re an aunt, act like one and play with your nephews!”

In about 10 years, Protagonist’s Older Brother will be the only one in our family who can win against Filippo in an argument.

Outside the window, I could see Edgar walking around the garden with Edgar on his shoulders.

From a distance, the two looked like brothers with a big age gap.

“It’s snack time for you guys. Today’s snack is chocolate muffins. Go to the dining hall quickly.”

“Aunt. We’ll eat quickly and come back, so don’t run away and wait here.”

“Right. My brother and I are really looking forward to it!”

“Okay. Go eat quickly.”

Of course, as soon as the twins went to the dining hall, I fled to Antonio’s room.

“I feel like I’m dying. I’m definitely only having daughters.”

“It would have been much better if Andrea was here.”

“He went to see Edith because of Edgar.”

Edith and Marius need time. Fortunately, Edith was planning to stay in the Empire for several months.

“About Edgar. He looks exactly like Coachman, doesn’t he?”

“Yeah. I was shocked when I first met Coachman. Even Edgar thought they looked alike.”

“What did he say?”

“He came to me this morning asking if a person could really look that similar, even if it’s his son.”

Edgar does look surprisingly similar. The only resemblance to Edith was his eye color.

Still, his habits and expressions definitely resembled his mother.

Then, the door burst open.

I was startled thinking the twins had come, but it was Edgar.

“Phew. Hey, lock the door? It’ll be tough if the kids come.”

Whatever he had been playing with Edgar, he was sweating even though it was autumn.

Edgar entered with a relieved expression, but paused when he saw me lying on the bed.

I quickly turned my head away.

‘I should have at least not hugged him!’

Why did I do that back then?

This is so awkward I could die. How bewildered must Edgar be?

I confessed he was my childhood first love, then suddenly grabbed him and cried.

“Hey, Liliana. The atmosphere is strange?”

“Wh-what is!”

“Did Edgar confess? So you rejected him?”

“I’ve never received any confession. And I was just feeling bad that time so I cried. So don’t misunderstand.”

At my words, Antonio’s expression hardened further. I covered myself with the blanket up to my head, meaning don’t mess with me.

Then someone started wrapping me up in the blanket. Obviously Antonio.

“Antonio! Ahhh, put me down! Are you planning to roll me up and throw me?”

I couldn’t see anything, but my body floated up.

I struggled but it was useless. Despite his appearance, Antonio was incredibly strong.

Compared to that, Oliver sleeping in my hand… I hate to admit it, but he’s small and cute.

“Ahhh!”

Thud. My body fell onto the bed.

When I finally struggled out of the blanket, Antonio had already returned to his room.

I tried to go back over, but I saw the twins at the end of the corridor.

I quickly closed my room door and covered myself with the blanket. Now it was really time to pretend to faint.

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“Where did you dump Liliana?”

“I left her in her room.”

Edgar frowned with displeasure, then quietly locked the door when he heard the twins’ footsteps in the distance.

He did think he had said something unnecessary to Lilliana.

However, being denied that he had never confessed didn’t feel very good.

“You got rejected. You confessed, didn’t you?”

“I don’t need to tell you.”

This guy. Antonio, who had twisted his lips, decided to scratch his insides as much as he was ignored.

“Well. Even if you confessed, there’s nothing to worry about. You’re not Liliana’s type.”

Edgar’s cheek twitched.

Ah, it didn’t go as well as he hoped? I thought he got a reprieve like with Noah Shu.

Antonio lay on the bed with both hands supporting the back of his head, feeling much more relieved.

“…What is Lilliana’s type?”

“Are you curious?”

The way he lay there crossing his legs was quite annoying, but Edgar decided to endure it.

That’s Antonio Benichka. Making people angry with words and actions is basic, so if I get angry too, I lose.

Edgar hypnotized himself like that and calmed his rising irritation.

“I’m curious. Wouldn’t you be curious too?”

“Yet you ignored my letters so well. How great of you.”

“Don’t be sarcastic. I’m regretting it too.”

“She said she likes black hair. She prefers bright and kind over blunt.”

“…At least that’s not me.”

Edgar, feeling a bit bitter, flopped down next to Antonio.

He felt like he was sinking down, soaked in melancholy.

He wanted to blame it on the silence that settled in the room, but he knew well it was because he was disappointed that he didn’t match Lilliana’s preferences.

Why do I spend my whole life being swayed by her?

He didn’t hate it, but sometimes it was sad. Because Lilliana wasn’t swayed by him.

“Two years ago she said she liked red hair.”

“What?”

“When she was 12, she said her ideal type was someone with brown hair who would eat beans for her during lunch.”

“Hah.”

When Antonio smiled annoyingly, Edgar raised his fist and punched his side.

Even though his fist hurt and he curled up holding his side, he kept giggling, making Edgar even more heated than before.

“Ow. Can’t I even joke around?”

“Don’t. It’s annoying.”

“Ah, you’re sulking. Sorry, sorry.”

Hehe. Hehehe. He says sorry while laughing like that.

When Edgar glared at him, Antonio straightened his face and spoke.

“Well, her ideal type changes every year, but there is one part that never changes.”

“…What is it?”

“Green eyes.”

His heart stirred.

What’s so special about that? Really, what’s so special about it that makes me tremble like this?

I was melancholy just now, but now my heart swells with anticipation again.

I’m really an idiot. Edgar pressed his eyes tightly in self-mockery.

“So if Lily ever meets someone, I hope she meets someone with green eyes who’s handsome, kind, rich, tall, and lives only for Lily.”

“And here you’ve been managing things to keep guys like Noah Ashtaff from approaching her.”

“I will. I have to. What if weird guys start clinging to her? Of course! Lily is sharper and more perceptive than you’d think, but I want to do that.”

“Why are you suddenly like this? Are you going crazy from being too hungry?”

“Well… I’m going to receive a lot of love in the future.”

Antonio wiggled his toes.

He seemed like a prophet who was certain that whatever he said would become reality in the future.

However, his ears were burning bright red.

“So it’s right for Lily to love and be loved too.”

“It’s kind of weird hearing you say that.”

“First of all, I act better than him. I’m prettier and more handsome, plus I sing well too. So I’m going to be more popular.”

A snicker escaped at his silly boasting.

Even though he talks like that, Edgar knows. He knows how much Antonio likes Lilliana.

In this world, there are men who raise their cousin like a son, and siblings who love their younger sibling like their own child.

So friends who love each other like themselves must also exist.

‘Looking at it that way, it’s natural that I like Lilliana too.’

Lilliana is someone who sparkles beautifully like sunlight falling on the riverside.

How could anyone not love such a person?

“Edgar. If Coachman Marius doesn’t like you, I’ll like you that much instead.”

Comfort given in childhood, forgotten by the one who said it, can become sunlight falling on someone’s dying seed.

That light made it sprout. And he became an ordinary boy. One who laughs and chatters like other children.

It’s the same even now that he’s grown tall with a large frame.

When he’s with Lilliana, he becomes a boy his age who trembles like a fool, regrets words he unconsciously blurts out, and whose heart pounds shyly when their eyes meet.

‘Even though it’s embarrassing and awkward.’

He was no longer a 10-year-old boy. Now he could go anywhere and choose anything.

‘Let’s go with a frontal assault.’

Having reached his conclusion, Edgar wiggled his feet alongside Antonio with a much lighter heart.

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