Touch My Brother and You Die - Chapter 173

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“Pardon me, but what do you mean by time going backwards?”
Oh dear. When someone uninformed joins in, it creates the trouble of having to explain. Still, I wanted to clarify the sequence of events, so I explained it step by step.
First, the primary premise: this planet—the one without a name yet—the ground beneath our feet does not experience the passage of time. Rather, time loops repeatedly based on certain events. This has been proven by the Magic Tower’s satellite observations and Leon’s recovered memories. Additionally, the catalyst for Leon’s memory recovery was the sword embedded in the Annex Basement, which resulted from a spell cast by Celin. For reasons unknown, the mana in the chains bound to the sword is identical to mine.
Upon hearing this, Will surprisingly didn’t ask if I’d lost my mind, but nodded seriously instead. Wow, he actually believes this nonsense? Truly, not just anyone can serve Rocksburg. If it were me, I’d tell him to stop spouting rubbish. Does he simply not dismiss the Young Master’s words lightly? This fellow is impressive—I’ll have to give him a bonus later.
“Then wouldn’t it be simple to capture and kill this woman named Celin?”
And as always, his thoughts veer in an excessively violent direction. While I was feeling conflicted about Will’s attitude, there were others who felt even more conflicted.
If it were as easy to kill as he made it sound, we wouldn’t have suffered all this time, nor would we have created a separate detention facility and the position of detention master. Leon stepped forward to explain how difficult it was to capture that woman.
Every word that escaped the beautiful Asterion’s lips was new information to me, so everything was shocking and everything infuriated me.
“That seems difficult. You know, that woman we encountered on Sister’s wedding day? The masked woman? That person appears to be someone named Celin.”
“Ah, you mean the Young Master’s biological mother who stalks Lady Maria? That would certainly be troublesome.”
“Hey, we haven’t confirmed she’s his biological mother. Don’t say creepy things.”
“But the possibility is substantial. She’s the woman who spent all those long years tormenting the Duchess who served as detention master—Theresia Constantia Adelheid Friederike Maria. The possibility is certainly there.”
Wait, what did you just say? What? Biological mother? Detention master? No, this is—my voice naturally rose because this was a situation that demanded it. Since I’m shocked, let me scream first.
“What?! Asterion, you met your mother?! And you’re telling me that mother of yours is stalking our mother?!”
“What?! You’re saying that wretched child’s mother is Theresia Constantia Adelheid Friederike Maria, the detention master?! If she’s the Magic Tower’s detention master, she’s basically our household’s lapdog!”
“What?! That disgusting brat’s mother is Celin, and that widowed-looking Duke’s wife is our grandmother’s lapdog?!”
This place is a complete mess.
Just as I was about to scold Leon for not telling us something this important sooner, Serena suddenly stood up and rushed over, grabbing me and shaking me frantically, begging me to say it was a lie. She insisted that a good dog like hers couldn’t possibly have produced a wretched child like me…
Ah, please stop calling me a wretched child—it’s unpleasant. For matters regarding my character, please inquire with the Rocksburg Duke. Press zero to connect with the counselor.
“Now, wait. Everyone, calm down. Let’s take a moment to calm ourselves and gather our thoughts.”
Serena’s words were rambling. Still, the intent came through clearly, and we took time to settle our excitement and organize our thoughts. It felt like about five minutes had passed. The more I tried to organize things, the more the universe seemed to expand, and just then Serena suddenly stood up again.
“No! That can’t be! My puppy’s offspring couldn’t possibly be a wretched child like you!”
“Stop calling my mother a dog! I’m not the offspring of a canine!”
“And don’t you dare call me grandmother!”
“I won’t, you old hag!”
“I’m going to kill you!”
“Please, restrain yourself! You’re eating years like candy and picking a fight with a child!”
My head was already spinning from complexity, and when Serena started causing a commotion, I let out a sharp scream. Will Brown and Leon immediately stood up and blocked me. It seems they took her threat to kill me seriously. Well, they’re certainly dedicated to their duties.
“Duke! Wake that Duke up quickly! How dare he impregnate my puppy without permission?!”
“That’s why I’ve been telling you since long ago that she’s a person too and will eventually find a mate! Now let it go, you overprotective old woman!”
This woman really seems like she’s about to go find Father. I’m wondering what to do, and with the truth game and everything, plus alcohol rising to her head, she seems ready to demolish the Main Building of someone else’s estate. As I was pondering how to stop her, Will stepped in. The man didn’t seem particularly intent on stopping Serena, but he calmly stated the facts, which shut her up.
“There are several corrections to make, but first, it would be more accurate to say that the Duchess didn’t impregnate the Duke, but rather that the Duchess tackled the Duke before someone else could claim him.”
“….”
That was really information I didn’t want to know, Will Brown.
“And the Duchess pursued the Duke for six years and was rejected for six years.”
“….”
That’s also information I didn’t particularly want to know. Thank you, Will Brown.
“When the Duchess confessed to the Duke for the last time, he hadn’t even reached twenty years old. The Duchess, on the other hand, was well past twenty at that time. It’s presumptuous to say, but she was quite the opportunist.”
“I, I’m….”
Hey, Will Brown, I get it, so could you stop with the verbal assault? Serena’s going to cry.
The True Magic Tower Master, an 8th-circle archmage capable of triple casting and a prodigy of the century, seemed profoundly shocked by the fact that my mother was an opportunist, her eyes glistening with tears as she drank her beer cold.
“Still, our puppy doesn’t have any shortcomings. She’s beautiful, and she’s strong too.”
“The Rocksburg Duke is beautiful, handsome, cute, intelligent, wealthy, and has been chaste for over twenty years since the Duchess left home.”
“I, I…. That is, quite impressive.”
I see. My mother really did lose out on conditions. Now that I’ve listed it all out like this, she really was quite the opportunist.
“Goodness, how did fate tangle things up like this?”
Indeed. As Sage murmured and brought her beer glass to Serena’s, a thin layer of ice formed on the beer. Ah, so that’s how it works. I should try that too.
I took the beer Papa poured for me and held it to Serena’s glass, cooling it before gulping it down.
Ahhh, the family tree is a mess, but the beer tastes divine.
“Now that things seem roughly settled, it’s my turn, Doctor. Let me ask my question clearly, as you’ve so cleverly arranged.”
“Yes, please do.”
“Why did you keep killing yourself in that repulsive younger brother’s memories?”
Oh…, this person just went straight for the heart of the matter. She’s clearly not someone with a sharp mind for nothing. If I answer this question, I’ll have to explain not only why I kept committing suicide but also reveal the system that causes the regression.
How much should I tell her? If I wanted to gloss over it, I could manage with vague explanations, but suddenly the ARS counselor’s words came to mind.
A strong ally who trusts and helps me completely. To receive their help, I needed to explain my situation in detail. The phrase “first and last chance” stuck with me, and I decided to place my hopes on the kind mages of the Magic Tower.
“Well…, actually, there’s quite a bit more that exists before the part Leon remembers….”
I closed my eyes tight and told them that when Leon dies, I become a sixteen-year-old Rosalite, and that I tried everything to save Leon but it never worked out the way I wanted, so eventually I let everything go and died.
But I couldn’t tell them that I’m actually not Rosalite, or that the regression might stop depending on whether Leon’s wish is fulfilled. I didn’t have the courage to reveal that much.
I said I actually fell off my bed while reading a book and became Rosalite without understanding what was happening, and I was afraid of how the people around me would change their attitude toward me….
At this point, saying I’m not actually Rosalite would be denying my own existence. I’ve lived too long as Rosalite for that.
Even if the original Rosalite came back to life, I would cling to this existence and self called Rosalite Rocksburg and never let go. How could I have the audacity to give up the position of Rosalite now? Rosalite is me. The position of Young Lady, the money, all the relationships I’ve built—they’re all mine. Father is mine. Mother is mine too. And Leon is mine! My one and only foolish younger brother! And Glen especially is truly mine! He’s purely a child I’ve raised! No one can have him!
As I vividly imagined this, I felt my blood boil and my fists clench and tremble, but Leon interpreted this in a different way and began shedding tears. Then he took the mental stabilization action listed in the Rocksburg emergency manual.
As Leon cried and hugged me, patting my back, Sage also embraced me and patted my back, and Serena and Will Brown also hugged me and tapped my shoulders. No, you people, you’re heavy! Don’t put your full weight on me!
“Sister! I won’t die! This time, I’ll live forever for you!”
“Don’t worry, Doctor! Now that Papa is here, isn’t that right! I’ll find a way to solve this no matter what!”
“That…, I’m sorry. This is all my fault. I should have killed that Celin bitch long ago.”
“Your skill at handling such unpleasant matters must be the result of years of experience. I was actually reassured.”
Hey, I’m starting to feel suffocated, so could you all back off a bit?
The love from everyone gathered here was so heavy I felt like I was suffocating, when suddenly I heard a cracking sound from somewhere. Not long after, a wall collapsed, and Peter Brown came crawling in and slathered my head with saliva.
“Let’s drink! Today we eat and die!”
“Squeeeak! Squeak squeal!”
“I’ll kill that idiot Celin and all her descendants! This time I’m really going to do it! Don’t stop me! Nobody stop me!”
“Siiiister, waaah! Sister, I’m sorry, please don’t die!”
“Do you happen to know where real estate will rise, Young Master? It’s a sure opportunity, so I’d like to invest.”
“I’ve never lived this long before, so I wouldn’t know. Besides, real estate prices are organic, so they fluctuate greatly each time. You can’t rely solely on past memories.”
“I was hoping to make a big score and become independent…. I suppose it can’t be helped.”
This guy, he wants to escape the Brown Estate so badly he’d even use me? I knew he was awkward with his other siblings, but I didn’t realize he was this uncomfortable. From now on, I should make sure to give Will more work. There’s no need for him to live with family while stressed.
Anyway, I think I just heard something strange. Descendants? Did you just call that woman Celin a descendant? So you’re saying Asterion’s ancestor might be Serena? This is seriously a tangled family tree.
“Then, to continue our game of truth, cheers!”
Right, since I’ve spilled my secrets, I need to extract theirs in return. We continued playing while drowning ourselves in alcohol, and we managed to share both utterly useless information I’d never wanted to know and a handful of genuinely useful stories.

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