My New Life, Won't You Please Become Peaceful! Chapter 41 627 May 31, 2018

Today is the same as usual: the sky is bright, there are patches of cloud, the Sun shone brightly and the wind swayed gently.

However…Arian Galahad is feeling nauseated. Actually, he felt like his eyes aren’t working properly today.

“Here, open wideeeeeee.”

…It seems like he’s also got a problem with his ears.

He looked at the two familiar faces in front of him. The first person is a man among men, the most powerful person who possesses such a rare power: the power of light. The other, is a golden-haired problem child who’s a good for nothing and is…is…

“Open wideee.”

He’s spoon-feeding Haref Lancelot right now.

Galahad felt goosebumps all over his body. Hey, someone tell him! What is up with this lovey-dovey scene? No, it only seems like one of them are lovey-dovey. He could sense Haref Lancelot’s face paling and trying to move away but his efforts seemed to be futile since the other isn’t cooperating with him.

It seems like Gilbert Bedivere became even stronger, in many ways. He’s locked Haref’s arm, face and is smiling a sweetly sickening smile while holding up a spoon in front of to-be Duke Lancelot’s mouth.

The conclusion of the scene at the dining hall was that Haref Lancelot are it all then he was dragged off someone by Gilbert, in the midst of all the confusion from the other to-be Dukes.

Arian wanted an answer from someone…someone please tell him…

…What the hell is happening!

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Haref Lancelot could feel that he has lost a lot of weight.

He could feel that his waist has become smaller as his headaches increased. He normally is not afraid of anything but at his moment, he started to fear something…

“Lil’ bro…want to take a bath together?”

He’s afraid of the word ‘lil’ bro’ !!

When he declined Gilbert’s offer, Gilbert merely sighed in disappoint but still went to take a bath ‘in his room’ and came out to sleep ‘on his bed’.

Fine, he accepted that the plan he had in his head wasn’t like this!

Haref wanter to slap his own face…What happened to the prey that is supposedly weak? What the hell is this…

This guy’s actually a vicious hunter!!

Haref didn’t know how to feel. A guy was sleeping on his bed, looking straight at him and is patting on the space beside him as if inviting him join the other in bed…he hated what he felt so much he flinched but when he consoled himself, he was able to regain his confidence and finally lie down beside the other person…

“Do you know, your big bro has always been thinking, what would happen if my lil’ bro grows up and he isn’t cute anymore…but when I see you in front of me right now, I thought to myself…”

His hands hugged his ‘lil’ bro’.

“…no matter what you grow up to look like, no matter what, even if you were to not be cute anymore, as long as you are my younger brother, your big bro will still love you..”

He st-storked the other guy.

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OK

I surrender.

Haref Lancelot completely left his senses behind, lifted his ‘bogus elder brother’ and threw him outside the room before locking the door and casting a spell to prevent anything from entering the room again.

“Whyyyyyyyyyy, my lil’ bro, lil’ broooooooo.”

…he decided to also cast a noise cancelling spell.

He sat down weakly and looked at the sword who’s trying to come out of the wardrobe. “…Did you know it would end up this way, Excalibur.”

“We don’t have the power of clairvoyance, Haref.”, she answered him before reenacting Gilbert’s actions and sat down beside her master. “He seems to love you a lot.” why are you still not satisfied…

“It’s…too much.”, Haref stroked his face. He had to cast a healing spell because both his head and stomach were hurting. “…I…haven’t encountered this kind of love before.”

“I haven’t seen this in any of the novels we’ve read either.”, the pretty lady thought alongside her master. “But it’s not bad. He seems to like you a lot. Isn’t that what you desired?”

Even if it it may be fake, even if he may just be a substitute for someone else…

Haref thought it was odd, he’s not used to it, it’s totally different from what he had in mind.

He’d always thought the love shared between his mother and father was the weirdest kind of love: one teased while the other cowered: but not even this can compare to the love he is experiencing right now. It’s as if he’s being hunted but he can’t deny the overflowing love from the other either…so much love it makes him feel jealous.

Is he disgusted? No.

Does he dislike it? No.

Sometimes…he just doesn’t know how to deal with it.

But…

Being hunted like this isn’t like himself.

He lowered his rainbow coloured eyes, his mind was deep in thought. Within a moment, a smile appeared on Haref’s face.

Excalibur tilted her neck, she could see the joyful excitement appearing within those rainbow coloured eyes, making her think of ‘the Knight, Lancelot’…because no matter when, if this kind of emotions appears in their eyes, their prey would have no way of escaping from them.

Even though, she may feel pity but…

“You seem…happy?”

Her everything belongs to her master.

“You seem happier than before. Are you having fun?”, the Holy Sword tilted her neck. “If you are happy then we are glad but… please don’t get yourself too involved. Let us warn you…

…don’t forget, all those emotions you received are fake”

You are merely ‘a substitute’ for that person in his memory, that’s all…

“I know myself well, Excalibur, still…”, his deep voice showed a hint of amusement, “…that’s why it’s the best.”

He lowered his rainbow coloured eyes and changed the topic. “Have you raised a dog before, Excalibur.”

The Holy Sword shook her head.

“Dogs are well-known for their loyalty. I’ve heard of stories where the dog still remains where they were told even if their owners may have abandoned them or died, even if someone were to offer then food, they wouldn’t budge.”, Haref tried to recall the story, “You could call it loyalty or arrogance, for animals like that, violence wouldn’t work because they’ve got too good a memory…”

Thee lady flinched…she finally understood.

“If I can replace that person in his memories, as long as he sees how important I am and places me above everyone else, then…”, the young man craned his neck, “…if his feelings only exist for ‘Haref’…don’t you think that he’ll come to love me for real, Excalibur?”

It may be fake for a while but as time goes by…

…it definitely will become real.

She shook her head, she didn’t warn him or try to stop but she chose to ask him, “What happens when he loves you for real?”

A smug smiled appeared on that handsome face. He stood up and waved his hand to undo his own spells.

“If that time comes then I’ll tell him I love him…wouldn’t that be great?”

“Another thing…”, his hands twisted the door knob and sent a signal through his eyes, telling the Holy Sword to move out of his way so he can open the door. “Instead of being hunted, I prefer to be the one who hunts.”

“Oh…”, the Holy Sword dragged her voice, looked at her master who scrunched his brows together and clicked his tongue.

“Such a shame…the prey ran away.”

Running away when he’d make his decision…could this be called good luck?

But whatever, that guy will come back tonight either ways but…

“What should I do to him tonight…”

If my ‘big bro’ is still like this…this time it won’t just end with us sleeping like we usually do.

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“Gilbert Bedivere, do you know how precious my time with Salsaal is?”

I looked at Calis who’s annoyed by my sudden appearance. I feel like after that kiss, I’ve gained yet another enemy.

“I’ll make it up with doujinshi.”, I tied to appease him. “Well…I have something I want to ask you.”

“You can ask me at anytime but not when I am with Salsaal!”, the Wizard turned his face away disapprovingly. “Whatever, since you’ve already dragged me out here just ask me what you want.”

Hey, fujoshi, you were still nicely harassing me when we were young! After you’ve met the Prince, you don’t care about me anymore? You should value others more.

So, the Wizard won’t be more annoyed than this, I went straight to the point. “I’m here to…aske you about out last world. If possible, can you please set up a barrier? Even a small one would do.”

“Fine.”, even thought the Wizard wanted to know the reason, he still set it up quickly, it seems like he really wants to go back to being with his Prince. “I’m finished, what so you want to ask? Please get straight to the point…”

“…What should I do to pursue Haref.”

“…What?!!”, his dimmed eyes opened wide, as if he thought he misheard what I just said.

“What-should-I-do-to-romantically-pursue-Haref.”

“No, no! Are you for real? You’re asking me how to flirt with Haref?!!”, the wizard cried out loud in shock. “Wait! Wait a sec! When did this happen? I thought you were straight in your last world? But, you…you’re asking me how to romantically pursue a guy?”

I rolled my eyes, I thought the fujoshi would be happy. “It doesn’t matter when but you’ve played the game right? Have you played Haref Lancelot’s route?”

“…Well, yes, but only for one route! No, no! You have to answer me first. Are you going to become a fudanshi? Are you becoming gay? I’m ok with it but how can I say this. God!! I’m confused…how did all of this start?!!”

It seems like the fujoshi has gone mad.

I thought it was probably because she’s only encountered events like this in 2D so she’s confused when she’s faced with 3D. I waited patiently for her to finish her rant. The wizard sighed and slicked his hair.

“Well…I think I’m fine now…a bit beyond what I had imagined but…oh well.”, the Wizard tilted his neck. “So you want to pursue Haref? But, hm, now that I think about it, you’ve been lovey-dovey with Haref lately, it’s just Haref’s route…I think you should know more than me since you’ve told me that in out last world, you had a younger sister, no, a fujoshi friend who likes Haref Lancelot, right?”

“Yeah she does play the route but…I haven’t paid attention to what she said. If I ask you, I think you’ll be able to go into more detail than what I have within my memory…another thing”, I sighed, “…I had a younger sister in the last world.”

“heh? But before…ah, whatever!”, at the end, the Wizard ignored everything. “Fine! As long as the person you’re interested in isn’t Salsaal, I’ll help you as much as I can! I’ll write you Haref’s route tomorrow.”

“Thank you very much.”

“But how should I say it, even though you seem like a good for nothing but…you don’t strike me as a person who has that kind of preferences.”, the Wizard was still confused but I only smiled at him lightly.

“If I can hug someone I absolutely hate then…”, I lowered my eyelids, “I believe that I can definitely pursue Haref.”

“Heh? Waaiit..those two sentences aren’t related, right?”, Calis scrunched his eyebrows together.

“Naturally, they aren’t related.”, I hummed a song.

“It’s only gibberish after all.”

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In that dream…the moment I saw the other’s face…

My heart was beating rapidly…

“Brother…”

Too good-looking.

Double eyelids, a high nose bridge, all of his facial features are too otherworldly for us to be able to call each other siblings.

When I woke up, everything was clear. Everything that seemed to contrast with reality made me have another headache but I’m certain that all of this is because of who. There’s no mistaking it since his face was plastered onto my dream like that. The more I think about it, the more things became looser and looser – lose enough for me to use my power to undo the spell…

Then I understood everything.

When the culprit appeared from his room, I hugged him tight because I didn’t want him to know that I can remember and I could only do what Haref had forced upon me.

No matter how stupid I maybe but Haref don’t you think you’re too good-looking? In fantasy novels, when you see people with similar faces you’ll be suspicious whether they are siblings or not and they’ll only know whether they are related by their mementos.

In this world, science doesn’t exist…

…but in my world, it does.

My whole family all have Asian faces from my grand father to my grand mother, even if you go down the family tree, my ancestors have all been Asian! But, why does this boy with big eyes and a high nose bridge come from? Was my mom cheating on my dad?!

From my health inspections every year, I can tell you it isn’t like that and to be honest, you don’t actually have to do a DNA test just doing a Punnett square would be enough! ( TN: still salty about that punett square that never appeared on my biology exam )

…It’s enough to know that this younger brother right here is a fake.

I don’t know what he is doing this for but since it’s like this, I can only pretend that I’ve bought his lie in order to conceal everything…

In my last world, I ‘must’ have an elder brother and a ‘younger brother’.

“Haref…”

I knew just by hugging him…

I hate him, I despise him…but at the same time I can’t reveal this hatred, not even a tiny bit. I wanted to do what he done to me: stealing my most important person away from me…

“Remember this, if you’re not powerful enough, don’t even think of summoning me! I’ll alone let myself be summoned if you’ve become a seme who’s handsome and cool!”

Suddenly, ‘her’ words came into my mind, sparked something terrifying in me…

This kind of soap opera like plot which starts with revenge, vengeance with rape, forcing the other person to become yours but you could also trample on the other person’s pride and find yourself a sister-in-law for my lil’ sis, isn’t this…a bit too much of a coincidence…

What should I do…

Haref’s more handsome, taller, has a bigger frame and is stronger but I don’t think he’s got any experience in that department yet and all of this can be solved with sleeping pills if it comes to it…cough! Let’s just say I’ve got a way!

I’ll clench my teeth and hug the other tight. Let’s do this!!

Come be my uke, lil’ bro!

It’s actually good that my psychotic fujoshi lil’ sis’ words came sailing into my head because if that didn’t happen…

I glanced at the wardrobe…the place that the lady is in…that Excalibur is in…I can guess it…pretty well.

In that cave, before going into the mechanism, the gold-haired lady was in the place that Excalibur should be at according to Calis and all the other components had convinced me. All the light element in my body from what Salsaal had said and the words which she hinted at me because she thought I was stupid.

What would happen, if this was accidentally heard by the ‘Arthur Regime’?

Would they slaughter ‘Lancelot’? Naturally, such a powerful household aren’t fools, they would be honest about it and tell the Royal Family the truth, the citizens will side with Lancelot just because of the power of light…a representation of goodness.

After that…hm, after that, they’ll send out a rumour, saying that the Excalibur they have is a counterfeit.

How can you prove whether it’s real or not? The weapon’s light element? But when Haref was small, he was able to create a light elemental sword and in this world, the only people who are able to confirm whether it’s true or not are only Haref, Salsaal and Cass…

The entire clan of wolves have bled until their blood dyed their household but some were still able to survive.

‘The End’

When the tears you shed are able to burn every single thing, dissolve fear, incinerate morality, as long as I get to rip it apart until it’s left with with rubbles…

…at that moment…in this world…I won’t need anything else.

[Tea time behind the curtains -Elder brother, you must be my slave in every world-]

Gilbert: “We’ve all got to have imagination that we’re the antagonist at times to make us look cooler!”

Gilbert: “I-I swear, I’m only thinking this, I’m never going to do it! Cry…”

Elder brother: “I’ve been gone for 6 years before and what I came back to was a younger brother who held up a cleaver…”

Elder brother: “Please remember that there are laws, morality, religion and goodness within society.”

Gilbert: “Elder brother, shut up.”

Elder brother: “…ok.”

Psychotic fujoshi lil’ sis: “Idiot big bro, do you have bipolar disorder? How can your personality be both cheery and dark at the same time.”

Gilbert: “Obviously not! It’s just, overtime I think of you, it fills me with happen and my brain will always become cheery.”

Gilbert: “As a man, my thoughts may appear sorrowful at times. God! I haven’t been watching that many son operas, ok? But every time I encounter a new event it makes me mis it all the time…”

Elder brother: “Do you perhaps…miss me?”

Gilbert: “…the cleaver.”

Elder brother: “…Let’s go meditate tomorrow.”

Translator’s note:

Here’s a pic of a cleaver incase you want to for reference: