Touch My Brother and You Die - Chapter 138

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“Yes, have a good evening, Lucilucil.”
“Let’s go.”
Huh? What’s this? Do I need to escort him all the way to the door? Wait, actually… I’d been living in the same house as Glen for so long that I hadn’t thought about it, but now that I considered it, there did seem to be a custom of walking your date to the entrance after an outing.
Since the man confidently handed me the key and strode ahead without hesitation, I awkwardly rose to my feet, picked up the hotel key, and followed him.
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The elevator ascended smoothly all the way to the top floor.
With a soft ding, we arrived at what I’d anticipated—a suite occupying the entire floor. Walking down the empty corridor, I inserted the key into the lock, turned it with a satisfying click, and opened the door gracefully. This time, I offered what I thought would be a proper farewell with a nod.
“Then please rest. I’ll have someone sent up first thing in the morning.”
Phew, finally done with the evening shift. Time to head back and handle some desk work.
I turned to leave, stretching my arms, when Lucilucil suddenly grabbed my shoulder.
“Where are you going?”
“…Home?”
“Why?”
“Because the date is over?”
“It’s not over yet.”
“No. We’re already at the hotel room. What else could we possibly do here?”
“When an adult man and woman are in a bedroom together, there’s only one thing to do.”
Adult man and woman? Bedroom? That one thing? I pondered for a moment before the connection finally clicked, and I uttered the word hesitantly.
“You mean… s-e-x?”
“Stop.”
Right, that’s not a word to be spoken aloud so casually. I caught myself, biting my tongue in embarrassment, but my confusion remained. I had to object.
“Why would we do that?”
“Isn’t it a standard part of a date?”
“Not on a first date, it isn’t.”
“In my Largol, it’s standard.”
“This is Aleine.”
“The moment the first in line to the throne of the Great Empire sets foot here, this place becomes Largol as well.”
“That’s absurd sophistry.”
“Didn’t you spout your own sophistry just moments ago?”
“How is that the same?”
“What’s the difference?”
Hmm… Fine. One thing is absolutely clear—you and I have completely different notions of what’s “standard.” I nodded emphatically and prepared myself. I had to run. Now.
The moment I tried to slip free from Lucilucil’s grasp and bolt, my body suddenly lifted off the ground. He was carrying me into the room.
“Kyaaahhh! You’re kidnapping me!”
“Hahaha! As if kidnapping is all I have in mind! Dream bigger!”
The man strode into the suite, found the bedroom with ease, and tossed me onto the bed. As I landed with a soft cry, he stared at me for a long moment with a puzzled expression before speaking.
“I thought your guards, who’ve been watching you, would have stopped me by now.”
“You’re the one who suggested a one-on-one date.”
“…Really came alone?”
To be honest, Will Brown and his direct subordinates were probably watching over me. Since I needed to keep it hidden from Lucilucil, it was too much of a burden for Jack or Aster, so I’d secretly asked Will for help….
Now that I think about it, why hasn’t this bastard shown up since I was dragged into the hotel room?
“Well, dying alongside Rose Rose has its own romantic charm, I suppose.”
“Wait, what do you mean dying together? What kind of troublesome situation have you gotten yourself into to end up here?”
“Phew, it’s been such a grueling day. Think I’ll take a bath.”
“Hey, you bastard!”
Whether I cursed or not, the man just laughed and grabbed a hotel towel and a pair of scissors before heading into the bathroom. …Why would he take scissors to bathe? Did a stitch come loose on his eye patch? Though I suppose if his eyes itch, everything becomes irritating. Wearing that thing must be just as inconvenient as wearing glasses all the time.
Still, the way he said we’d die together suggests something serious has happened. When we met during the day, he was going on about how his mother sent him away or something. I suppose an assassin must be on his tail?
I was lying in bed, pondering this, when I heard a knock at the entrance. Since I hadn’t called for room service, I had a suspicion, so I opened the door boldly. The corridor was in chaos with shadowy figures fighting, and Will Brown stood there with a calm expression.
“The elevator is out of service. The staircase is dangerous. I’m reporting this as an emergency situation.”
“Did you really have to report that through a door connected to a corridor where fighting is actively happening?”
“You told me not to use the balcony door.”
“Since when have you ever listened to me?”
Hey. Don’t make that realization face. You’re hurting my feelings.
The man suggested that since escape through normal routes was impossible, I should exit through the balcony door or break a window to get outside.
“Jump from the 10th floor? Are you trying to kill me?”
“You borrowed that watch from Jack, didn’t you? Just grab the cord and descend like you normally do during fire drills.”
“Hmm…, it doesn’t seem impossible. But I’m not confident about it since I’d have to bring Lucilucil down with me as well.”
“Does that person absolutely have to survive?”
“….”
Wow…, what do I do with you? You look genuinely shocked. Yeah, if it’s really an emergency, I don’t necessarily need to worry about Lucilucil’s life. But still, you’re being too heartless.
“Even so, if someone I know dies, it leaves a bad taste. If he dies for nothing and the Empire blames Rocksburg, it’ll be annoying.”
“Ah. So there was concern about Largol using it against you. You’re truly wise.”
Hmm…, that’s not the only reason, you know? What am I going to do with you, really.
“Then put the watch on Lucilucil, and descend the way you normally play with Jack.”
“But you don’t have to do something so dangerous. Can’t you all just deal with the assassins?”
“The enemy is skilled and numerous. I don’t want to lose a single subordinate, and you have the ability to escape this place safely and protect yourself. There’s no need to cross a dangerous river unnecessarily.”
“Hey, could you prioritize my safety a bit more?”
“For someone who can destroy an entire building just by throwing that brooch, I’m not sure what more I could do for you….”
Fine, let’s stop talking.
I decided to follow Will’s advice and escape through the window or balcony, closed the door, and was about to find Lucilucil when a sudden thought struck me.
“Wait. Now that I think about it, why didn’t you show up earlier when I was being dragged away by Lucilucil?”
“Cohabiting with Glen will be impossible for some time, so I thought if you could produce a legitimate heir in this opportunity, we’d be set.”
“Hey, bend over for a moment, would you?”
“Yes.”
I grabbed both of Will’s temples with my fists and spun them around vigorously. Will let out a scream.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
So the kid does have pain sensation despite looking like blood doesn’t flow through his veins. I finished giving Will’s head a satisfying massage and slammed the door shut. Since Will treasures his subordinates so much, I should be considerate. I’ll just take Lucilucil and head home.
Truth be told, he was a VVVIP-class dignitary who should have been hosted at either my family estate or the Royal Palace. But I found it tedious and irritating, so I simply left him to his own devices wherever he wished to stay.
“Lucilucil! Lucilucil, emergency situation! Stop bathing and come out!”
I pounded on the bathroom door, and when he didn’t respond, I simply shoved it open and entered. Despite having brought a towel, the man clearly hadn’t bathed at all—the bathroom was bone dry, and he stood there shirtless, his bare chest exposed.
“We need to leave. The assassin you brought along has arrived.”
“…Isn’t there something you’re supposed to say in situations like this, generally speaking?”
“What’s that on your hand?”
“You’re not listening to a word I say.”
A hastily cut hotel towel was awkwardly wrapped around Lucilucil’s wrist. The towel was soaked through, and sensing this was no jest, I unwound it to reveal a grotesquely swollen wrist and forearm.
“What is this?”
“Well, I did engage in quite a fierce battle on my way to Aleine, didn’t I?”
“And?”
“You could call it a glorious wound.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because you’d have quarantined me, wouldn’t you?”
Ah…. Now I understood his true intentions. His earlier search for my guards, all of it—he’d been counting on Rocksburg to eliminate the assassin sent after him and expose whoever was behind it. He wanted to achieve his goal without lifting a finger.
And that talk about dying together? His mother had her own scheme: she’d orchestrate our deaths and pin the blame on Rocksburg.
They were both trying to have their cake and eat it too, both of them scheming to get what they wanted without getting their hands dirty. They were so alike. Absolutely infuriating, the both of them!
“Good grief, you foolish man! You should have told me!”
“Don’t hit me! Do you think hitting my back doesn’t hurt?!”
“If you’d discussed this from the start, I could have handled it safely! Luring out an assassin—how difficult could that be?!”
How frustrating, how utterly frustrating. To think he’d been enduring this pain silently, all to strike back at his mother who was so desperate to kill him—my heart ached for him.
Looking at the swelling, the bones must have been damaged quite severely.
“We have time, so let’s administer first aid. Surely our Rocksburg learned all of this during heir training.”
Cardiac massage, artificial respiration, emergency treatment for broken limbs, fire safety training and more. Life-saving techniques and self-protection methods were essential components drilled into us during heir training. Father, myself, Leon—we’d all gone through it.
I stepped out of the bathroom, opened the window for ventilation, and retrieved the perfume bottle Papa had given me. It was a sedative potent enough to cause unconsciousness if inhaled through the airways, so absorbing it through the skin should provide some analgesic effect.
“Hold your nose and close your mouth. I’m spraying this.”
I sprayed the sedative in quick bursts, then rinsed out a handkerchief and fashioned it into a triangular bandage. Following what I’d learned, I bound his wrist tightly and fastened my watch around his other wrist.
“Get dressed. We’re escaping immediately.”
“Escaping? Where to?”
“Through the window or balcony.”
“Are you in your right mind?”
“Yes.”
Let me see…, there’s no balcony here. Well, I have no choice then.

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