Touch My Brother and You Die - Chapter 140

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#Side Story: If One Were to Compare My Sister to a Summer’s Day

That day remained etched in my memory because my sister’s wedding ceremony was taking place.
It was a momentous occasion—truly significant, noble, unique, dignified, and frankly, every conceivable virtue bundled into one—all because I would finally witness my sister in her wedding dress.
Since a wedding is not an event that occurs multiple times in one’s lifetime, I awoke early that morning, determined to etch every gesture and movement of my sister into my retinas.
There was something beside me—some insignificant creature whose name was Glen Hofen, a mere sprout of a being, utterly inconsequential—though honestly, his presence or absence made no difference whatsoever. I wished he would vanish from the world entirely, as he only obstructed my observation of my sister. Yet even dwelling on such hatred toward him would be a waste and an insult to my own existence, so I shall say no more of it.
In those days, I still burned with pure devotion to my sister. She was objectively beautiful in every way, gentlemanly in bearing, and I loved her, adored her, revered her—she was my hobby, my special talent, and worthy of something akin to religious worship. Whenever time permitted, I was composing the Gospel of Rosalite.
Perhaps that is why I felt anxious about the wedding ceremony itself. There would surely be speeches, and since my sister’s words flowed with tremendous volume once she began speaking, I feared my feeble mind might fail to remember every syllable without error.
So while my sister rode in the flower carriage for the parade, I brought along a notebook and pen. As I made my way from the Annex Building toward my sister’s wedding venue, I spotted a suspicious figure in a mask lurking about.
“Who in blazes are you!”
I gripped my pen tightly. If the opportunity arose, I would stab with it and run. Then I would call for Aster or Jack! I had been taught that whenever I encountered a ruffian too troublesome for me to handle alone, I should flee first and then summon the Brown Family. I was fully prepared.
Strike at any opening. Strike the moment an opening appears! Chanting this to myself, I measured the distance between us, when the masked figure suddenly spouted nonsense.
“I am your mother!”
It was a woman’s voice. She claimed to be my mother, but it sounded like complete and utter nonsense.
“I have no mother!”
“No, wait! It seems the people here told you that your mother was dead, but—!”
“That is not what I meant!”
I declared this boldly, and the woman flinched in confusion. At this point in my life, the concepts of mother and father held no meaning for me whatsoever. From my earliest childhood, I had eyes only for Rosalite, and my heart held only her.
My faith in that sublime being transcended what human language could possibly express, but if I were to articulate it in Aleine, it would be thus:
“For me, there is only Rosalite! She is my sister, my parent, my beloved, my faith! She alone reigns supreme above me, eternally and without question!”
“Ah, um, yes….”
The woman took a step backward. Heh heh, was she frightened? Well, this magnificent love I bear for my sister is indeed difficult for ordinary people to comprehend.
Once, Jack Brown even asked me seriously to express in words what feelings I harbored for my sister, and when I explained at length, he apparently became so terrified that he fled without even looking back.
Such a weak person. Without the courage to accept it, he dares to ask me to define the nature of my love for my sister.
“Um…, say, aren’t you even curious about the secret of your birth, or anything like that?”
“Not even remotely curious!”
If I had been curious about such things, I would have left this house by the time I was ten! Why else would I have endured that wretch Dylan Diamante and remained attached to this place!
The woman’s words were not amusing. Because they were not amusing, I was about to flee and raise an alarm about an intruder.
“That would be inconvenient.”
“Ugh!”
When did this woman get so close? Moreover, from where did she summon such strength? She seized my neck and lifted me effortlessly into the air. As I gasped for breath and clawed at her arm, my feet flailing in empty space, the woman spoke in a tone that did not sound angry at all.
“Say you’re curious, quickly.”
“I’m curious, gasp! I’m curious!”
Phew, I survived. I thought I was done for.
Once I surrendered, the woman laughed heartily and explained proudly, saying she knew I would become curious. I had sensed something amiss from the start—could this woman possibly be insane?
“I am precisely the person these household members suspect to be your mother. That a unique and unparalleled mage like myself is suspected of being your mother is something you may boast about to others!”
“Ah, yes….”
“What is it? You don’t respect me?”
“Yes…, well….”
“I came here thinking it was time to die, and you’re being impudent!”
“Ahhh!”
The Unknown Woman struck my head repeatedly. Whether she was my mother or not, I couldn’t tell, but if this was truly my mother, I didn’t need one.
In any case, my opponent was formidable and seemed to have lost her mind entirely. I was calculating an escape route when Will Brown, who had been patrolling from a distance, gracefully vaulted over the stone wall and descended.
I’d buy some time, leave the madwoman to him, and make my escape.
“Anyway, the secret of your birth isn’t really an important matter to me.”
Wow, he’s running so fast but makes no sound at all.
If I hadn’t confirmed it with my eyes, I wouldn’t have noticed Will Brown approaching. How does one learn such a technique? It would be incredibly useful for tailing my sister without her knowing, or for other purposes. I’d have to ask him to teach me later.
“That’s why, about a year after you died, I embedded it there…. Right, there should be a sword stuck in the timeline around when you turned twenty-one? If you look in the basement of where you live later, you’ll find it.”
Will Brown brushed off his sleeve and drew out a single awl-like blade. From the angle he held it, he seemed intent on piercing her throat in one stroke. It was a choice befitting Will Brown, the most martial of the seven Brown siblings.
“If problems arise, your death would be the quickest solution anyway. Still, if you want to know the circumstances, ask her to restore it, and…!”
What a shame! Will aimed precisely at the Unknown Woman’s throat, but she vanished as before, reappearing unexpectedly elsewhere.
“This place is too grim for me to visit often.”
Unbothered by his failed attack, Will Brown unleashed a series of killing moves. It was a level of movement I couldn’t even imitate in my current state, yet the Unknown Woman dodged them all with contempt before shouting.
“For the sake of your precious sister, don’t forget my advice! I’m busy playing with Maria, so I’m off!”
“Tsk. I missed.”
Ooh, oooh, so cool!
As Will Brown clicked his tongue, a murderous aura lingered in his eyes—the very image of a cool, handsome man from the antagonist faction who awakens to his noble nature and becomes the protagonist’s ally. I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration and clap enthusiastically.
Incredible! Super ultra cool sparkling spearmint assassin creed!
Truly, he was the man everyone in the Brown family feared and respected. With that mysterious aura and black hair, black eyes to boot! There was no such thing as too much character design. Will Brown, indeed!
“Wow! This is my first time seeing Will work! Wow! Amazing! You’re so cool!”
“Ah, not to that extent….”
“You really are! Wow….”
As I continued to marvel, the man scratched the back of his head awkwardly and approached. It seemed he wanted to silence me about what had just happened. Will Brown, after all, was also responsible for managing incidents that occurred within the Mansion.
“Please keep the masked woman’s intrusion a secret. If the Duke finds out, he’ll have another fit.”
“Yes!”
“…You mustn’t tell the Young Lady either.”
“Gulp!”
That would be rather difficult. Unlike others, I couldn’t hide this from my sister, and my heart grew heavy. I had to see her soon, but I wasn’t sure if I could even look her in the face….

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