Dangerous Older Brother

Click on the author's profile, and feel free to add my next story, After Abandoning Douma After Using Him, to your favorites. Since nobody is bullying Douma, I won't hold back. Any OOC characterization is all on me. Your name is Seimei. On the surface, you're an onmyoji. But in truth, you were born to be a good big brother to your younger siblings. Your eldest younger brother is a nobleman from the West. He's the perfect combination of arrogant and tsundere. He rarely smiles, and never even cracks one for you. But you know he's a good little brother. Someone tries to sow discord between you: "He's not your brother at all!" You laugh. What nonsense. If your dear little brother isn't your brother, whose brother could he possibly be? You nudge the nobleman beside you with your elbow and grin at him. "Look, he's as pathetic as a dog." Your little brother says nothing. But the man shouts at the top of his lungs, "You're a curse! You're not his brother!" You laugh again. If you're not your little brother's older brother, then whose older brother are you? Is he questioning who you are? No! He's questioning your ability to be a good big brother! Unforgivable! How dare he belittle you in front of your little brother! You're furious. You don't want to waste another word on him. You simply take the dagger your little brother likes best from the man and give it to him, hoping to make him happy. Your second younger brother is a golden-haired sweetheart from the slums of London's East End. He doesn't like dangerous things like knives and swords. The only thing he likes is the Joestar family fortune. But it seems he doesn't want to trouble you, so he's secretly poisoning the Joestars, hoping to kill both father and son and inherit their wealth without a hitch. Your heart swells with affection. You think he's so adorably silly, he's stolen your heart. Because that won't work. Even if both father and son die, the inheritance will pass to a distant relative, not to your beloved little brother. You can't bring yourself to tell him the truth. You simply promise, "You want the Joestar fortune, right? Don't worry. Leave it all to me." So you take his hand and lead him to George's sickbed. "To be honest, I'm interested in your family's fortune. I want my little brother to become your heir." George: "Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Your third younger sister is a kind and gentle girl. Even after her unreliable parents disappear, she doesn't abandon her adopted little brother with the spiky hair. Still, you think there's something a little strange about her spiky-haired little brother. He might not be right in the head. He always gives you a weird look, and when Tsumiki isn't around, he calls you "the snail-curse spirit" in a wary, disgusted tone. ...That's a little rude. So you grab him and give his bottom a good spanking. Looking into his tearful emerald-green eyes, you tell him, "Call me Big Brother. I only dote on my own little brothers and sisters. A kid like you, who's not cute and won't even call me Big Brother, is someone I'll eat without mercy!" The spiky-haired little brother asks, "If you eat me, will you stop eating my sister?" You're completely baffled. "Why would I eat Tsumiki? She's my little sister. Is something wrong with your brain? What kind of normal person would hurt their own sister?" Your second younger sister is an ordinary middle school student. She should have lived a peaceful, uneventful life, but everything changed on her fifteenth birthday. She was dragged into a mess that had nothing to do with her, and a dog manipulated her into losing her senses. Luckily, you're a pro with your dog-beating stick. Later, you gain many, many more younger brothers and sisters, and each one becomes precious to you. You love them with all your heart. But if you had to say whom you love most, it would probably be your second younger sister. After all, she's really the second one! Thank you so much for all your support, dear readers. This story will be going VIP on June 1, the day after tomorrow. It's not very long, about 130,000 to 150,000 words. I hope to see you all through to the end (*^▽^*) Theme: Love your siblings, love life, and love the world