[The author has left this platform and will no longer update this story. 2026/04/14]
I opened my eyes and found that I had become a person with no name, no background, and no memories except that I had to find my younger brother. There was also a chattering System in my head, telling me I was already dead and had signed a contract with it. To come back to life and find my brother, I first had to save the plot characters who had gone off course.
When the System opened its checklist, my eyes went dark.
The good news: I could tackle them one loop at a time.
The bad news: There were way too many loops.
I looked at the list and scrolled down, but still couldn't reach the end. (Sigh.)
If the list had no end, then my good days were over.
The Red-Haired who was supposed to become one of the Four Emperors wasn't picked up by some Pirate King, and instead became a Celestial Dragon with a bubble helmet;
His future right-hand man never boarded the ship, and for some reason fell into a slump, spending every day smoking and staring out at the sea;
And the Phoenix, the formidable second-in-command of the neighboring crew, was stranded on a deserted island and transformed into a real bird that could only cluck?!
And that's not all:
The blond ship's doctor lost his sense of smell and turned into a peerless, dark, twisted poison doctor;
The sunglass-wearing fighter cast aside his emotions and became a genuinely cool guy;
The head chef gave up cooking because of childhood trauma and became depressed;
The future Flower Sword stopped loving both flowers and swords...
And a whole host of other heavy-hitter guests.
After several cycles of running around and working myself to the bone, I finally cleared every loop in the role of their big brother.
Though the real me died in the end... Never mind that. Just tell me, did I get the deviation rate down to 0% or not?
I decisively erased my memories and came back to life in this world, only for the System to screw me over completely once again. (Clenches fist in grief and fury.)
The memories that got erased were mine. They still remember everything.
Place your bets:
After faking my death, losing my memories, and being reborn,
will I find my real younger brother while surrounded by a swarm of younger brothers?
Oh, and I may have accidentally abducted someone else's kid along the way...
Amnesiac me: "Wait, who are all of you? Why are you calling me Big Brother...? How did I end up with so many younger brothers?!"
Younger brothers: (smiling) "Nii-san, I'm your otouto."
The one real younger brother: "…?"
#Why are so many forty-year-old uncles clinging to my twenty-year-old brother and calling him Nii-san
#If you call him Big Brother, then what am I?
#Big Brother, let's go home
Drafted 20250102
Theme: For my younger brother's happy life
