Chapter 11

It had been a week since I had transmigrated into the world, but this is the very first time I’ve seen him. I always complained about what an expensive face he must have to always cover himself, but after seeing him myself, I understood his actions.

‘There’s a limit to giving all the good genes to one sibling…….’

Putting aside her sniping abilities, even Melissa’s magical potential was the very worst. How come her younger brother is even more beautiful than her? Who would think that they were siblings?

God……. No, the author was too unfair. Even though I already knew.

Anyhow, he hated to speak as much as he hated being looked at, so he was a quiet and reticent character. I rather liked Jake who quietly and silently looked after the female protagonist.

But.

“-So does father know what you’ve done just now? What exactly are these childish and drooping ribbons? Even 5-year-olds would be frightened to death. And just what exactly is this tea? Seeing how it smells so cheap, it must be from a cheap shop at the market. Please, father, realize you are the current Duke Podebrat. Such cheap things don’t match our household. In any case, you’ve caused quite the damage this time, haven’t you? Don’t you see from this very scene the reason why I don’t come home?”

I put a hand on my forehead.

What is this? What exactly is this man, who nagged as if he was rapping with a very precise and accurate pronunciation?

“Whatever. Father’s always like this. Since I’ve said it, you’ll probably do as I wish, but I don’t like that either. I’m tired of having you listen to everything I say as well. No, since you always listen to my wishes, something like this happened. Without a doubt, you remembered the time I said that since Melissa’s a kid, you have to decorate the room like this for her to be happy, right?”

What you bastard. Did you say something like that? Melissa’s a year older than you, you know?

I let out a tortured breath with a grunt and held my head.

This was worse than the Crown Prince. Where did that cold beauty that I imagined go? I understand that he’s supposed to hate his useless older sister, and I understand my father doesn’t like me either.

Even then, this is too different. It felt like the gap between reality and imagination was hammering into my head.

My Jake is not like that…….

My Jake is not like that.

The Duke, who loved his son, ignored my suffering and obediently sat still listening to Jake’s nagging like a young child being scolded.

No, let’s think about this situation positively. No matter how quiet Jake was, he might not be so to his family.

Since he’s relaxed around them. Right, isn’t that also a gap more?

“Uh, Jake.”

“What.”

What?

He, who had been jabbering just up till a second ago, responded to my words with a stern, short answer.

Let’s calm down.

In my previous life, I had a younger sibling and fought a lot with him, but this time, unlike that sibling, this was the protagonist of a romance novel. I think we’ll be able to communicate without me tearing at his hair.

“You…… why did you come here.”

I asked as softly and calmly as possible with a smile on my face, and at my expression, Jake looked as if he wanted to throw up. Then, silence.

This bastard, he suddenly became silent. Now that I think about it, his personality isn’t a silent one, rather he didn’t talk to those he didn’t want to. It’s just that there were too many people who matched that condition.

“Why did you come? If it’s nothing in particular, why don’t you leave? I have something to say with the Duke.”

In the end, I, who had become frustrated, once more told him off softly and Jake finally opened his mouth.

“You.”

“Shouldn’t you address me as, sister?”

“You.”

Right, what’s the purpose of having titles between siblings.

I barely held back my impulse to kick his shins.

“Ian.”

……Ian?

Wait, that a*s…… No, that guy, why was he being mentioned?