Chapter 30

Gibriel is overflowing with confidence due to her strong awareness and pride in being deeply loved. She has a very strong-willed personality... and Michaelis, who is often swayed by her.

Her younger sister is precious, but sometimes her strength is a bit too much. Don't mind...

While walking down the corridor, I recall Princess Elmedia.

The prince was a perverted, unreasonable, and violent man, while the princess was a deluxe version of advancing meat.

"That's too much..."

Kingdom of Sandis, are you really okay?

Moreover, both are legitimate children.

I have seen the portraits of King Lauses and Princess Mezarin.

King Lauses was a man with a commanding presence, with gray hair streaked with white and intelligent green eyes that hinted at gentleness. His luxurious attire added to his dignified and calm yet solid aura.

Princess Mezarin was a beautiful woman with cool, blue eyes and golden hair. She wore a sapphire necklace that matched her slender neck, and her formal attire, which only a dignified queen could wear, featured the royal family's emblem. This historical and dignified style, passed down from ancient times, was a princess line, but it looked particularly good when paired with the king.

However, what I have seen are only portraits.

They are not photographs.

They could be forged.

At least Lucas was a handsome young man, but the two of them are unknown.

The portrait of the princess I know has been edited to reduce her width by 50%, with slightly larger eyes, a slightly softer gaze, a slightly smaller mouth, a slightly straighter nose, a slightly slimmer jaw, neck, and waist, and a slightly larger chest.

In summary, she was depicted as a stunningly beautiful girl.

"Big sister? If you're not feeling well, I can go alone."

"No, I think there are times when dreams must be shattered!"

"What happened, big sister!?"

"Just a little, I had a crush on a real princess! Yes, it was just my own fantasy!"

"Big sister, if you want to see a beautiful princess, just look in the mirror every day."

"I'm tired of it."

"That's too extravagant!?"

Despite being so beautiful! And Gibriel clings to me.

But it's my own face. I don't have that much attachment. Well, I do think it's well-put together, and right after reincarnation, I praised myself, thinking, "This beautiful girl is amazing, I'm in love." But after a month, the excitement had faded.

Father is also incredibly handsome, and the attendants I often see are flawless beauties. Even my step-brother is so handsome it's ridiculous.

Moreover, instead of deteriorating over the years, they become even more polished and radiant...

While I work hard to maintain my beauty, the men, who don't seem to take much care, naturally shine. Isn't that too unfair? In a dating game, it's true that the game is about making the handsome characters shine, but what about the shadow efforts of me, Gibriel, and Mother Latia?

While escaping from reality, I am led by the knights to the presence of the king. I'm not being sold, but the mental image is similar.

I came to interfere with the princess's marriage proposal, but why are the king and queen here too?

Well, it does concern their children...

"Alber"

While I am trembling with fear, a deep, resonant voice reaches my ears.

I look up to see Michaelis, still in his knight's armor, looking worriedly at me. He quickly approaches and places his hand on my shoulder as if to check on me.

Hmm, I know the difference between men and women, but Michaelis's hand is so big. My shoulder is easily enveloped.

"Are you hurt? I didn't expect the princess to take such direct action..."

"I was here too. I wouldn't let my big sister get hurt.

If it came to that, my right straight punch, which knocked out the brothers, would do the job."

"That's not a good idea, Gibriel."

Before I can respond, Gibriel quickly retorts, and Michaelis's worried expression turns into a complex, exasperated one.

I agree. No matter how strong the impact, she is a noble and must treat the royal family with respect. If her face were a fish print, it would be a thick one.

"Gibriel... violence against the princess is not good. As a noble, you must treat the royal family with courtesy."

"The fault lies with the other party for rudely charging in.

Moreover, she wouldn't want to further upset the already unhappy Duke Latitch, would she?

With no significant conflicts left, the next target is... the domestic order, with everyone waiting their turn, shoulders trembling."

"Well, Father..."

It's good that he is dedicated to his work, but I worry that he might overwork himself.

Especially after the birthday incident, the situation has only worsened.

"Um, Michaelis. I have met Princess Elmedia... she is, well, quite dazzling, sensual, and passionate..."

"You can say she's a flashy, hysterical mass of flabby flesh without getting angry."

"Gibriel, you're going too far."

Gibriel, as a noble lady, you should use softer, more indirect language.

Sir Carreras, who is accompanying us, has a rather difficult expression.

Gibriel, scolded by Michaelis, pouts.

"Well, Gibriel. Your angry face is cute, but your smiling face is even more beautiful."

"Yes, big sister."

Gibriel wraps her arm around mine and hugs me.

Her childlike, affectionate gesture is endearing, and combined with her previous tsundere attitude, it's a double treat. The contrast makes me feel like I'm in heaven. Gibriel is so cute... cuteness is justice... what did I come here for again? To admire Gibriel?

Every time her mischievous ruby eyes twinkle, I forget what I was thinking... she's so cute.

"Alber, don't pamper Gibriel."

I return to reality at the sound of Michaelis's bitter voice.

Feeling my blissful time interrupted, I'm a bit off.

"But Gibriel is so cute."

The other childhood friends have grown tall and surpassed me.

The beautiful young men, who, when dressed in dresses, could easily be mistaken for beautiful girls, are now a distant dream.

That's why Gibriel is so cute. I think it's not an exaggeration to say that cuteness is made of Gibriel.

Even though she's my real sister, why can't I see it? It's regrettable. I puff out my cheeks and glare at Michaelis, who, after a moment, looks away, flustered.

Ha! I win! Cuteness is justice. Gibriel is justice!

But why is the hand on my shoulder squeezing so hard? Why is it gripping again? Don't use so much force? A hikikomori's shoulder can't handle a knight's hand power, it will break into pieces!

"Big sister. My brother is currently battling his inner youth. If you wait a bit, he'll return to normal, so please don't stimulate him further."

"Youth...?"

"Oh, brother. No, you can't open your eyes now. Big sister, you don't understand. She's tilting her head adorably. I'll see! I'll burn it into my memory!"

Why is Gibriel enthusiastically encouraging Michaelis while saying it's not good?

Michaelis frowns and turns his face away from me, closing his eyes.

After a while, Michaelis sighs deeply, slowly removes his hand from my shoulder, and takes a half-step back.

"...I apologize for my unseemly behavior."

"It's fine, but if you're not feeling well, why don't you rest?"

"Tch, that's why you can never surpass Julius or Kishtria, brother."

"Bad manners, Gibriel. Your brother has his reasons. It's not nice to criticize him too much."

"This is encouragement from a sister! A loving whip!"

"Gibriel, be quiet."

Michaelis, looking like he has a headache, silences Gibriel.

Finally, Gibriel shuts her mouth, but her eyes are still shining with curiosity. There's no sign of remorse... being a brother must be tough.

However, why is Michaelis looking at his loving sister with such a difficult expression... hmm? Not just Michaelis, but the surrounding knights are speechless.

Where is the battlefield in this conversation? I thought it was a heartwarming exchange.

"My sister, while bold, is also reckless. She's fearless to a fault."

Sighing again, Michaelis changes his expression and smiles.

He then wraps his arm around my waist in an escorting posture. This isn't a party or anything, but is it necessary to go this far?

I don't understand... is it a care or a recognition of a young girl again?

"What are you saying! It's because the others are so useless and weak! If I were a man, I would kick them all out and take everything for myself!"

"...I'm relieved again that you're a woman."

"I don't want relief, I want gratitude. By the way, I want a proper horse, not a pony. A military horse! A lively, black male!"

"Well, then I'll give you one for your next birthday.

Your pony is quite old, and it's good to welcome a new one."

The pony was originally given to me for horseback riding as a form of diet. It's been quite a few years, and even though it's small, it should be a full-grown horse. The Domitrius family is a baron and a knight's family. I've heard there are many monsters, so a horse with strength and endurance would be better.

A military horse is surprising, but a spirited Zibriel on a horse would make a good picture.

Unlike me, she seems to have good athletic ability, and if she's happy, I'll ask Father. As a military man, he might have connections. But as a marshal, he might not know the horse breeding areas. Perhaps Sebastian or Julius?

While happily planning, Michaelis tries to stop me.

"Alber, wait. This is going too far. Really, no one will want to marry Gibriel."

"Why? Such a cute and wonderful Gibriel?"

"No matter how beautiful, if you keep defeating and humiliating your suitors in duels, they will disappear!"

"Duel..."

"Why should I marry a weaker man than myself!"

Gibriel, with her hands on her hips and chest out, shows no sign of remorse.

She even affirms Michaelis's words boldly. Is it a custom in the Kingdom of Sandis to duel for marriage proposals? Hmm? Isn't it usually a matter decided between families?

Is my knowledge of noble marriages wrong...

"Should I learn swordsmanship too...?"

"Stop