I dressed up as the cannon-fodder beauty senior brother in a fairy tale. The original owner died tragically because he was jealous of the protagonist's apprenticeship.
But I came early, and my junior brother was still a little kid.
I decided to be gentle and considerate from now on. It's just that this kid seems to have misunderstood something and always tries hard secretly while avoiding me. Until one day, he came back with a sword, the tip of which was stained with blood, but he carefully held a red lotus in front of me.
