■■■
…… Anyways, we politely asked the ticking bomb to leave the room for the time being. The only ones remaining in the now peaceful room were Sora, Shiro, Jibril (who was ordered to sit in seiza) and──
“Uhmmm, anyways, no one is going to kill you sooo a-are you okay…?”
The Dwarf was still scared and cowering, but they timidly raised their head when they heard Sora’s voice. The Dwarf’s eyes were scanning their surroundings very carefully to see if it was really safe when suddenly ── their eyes met with Sora’s. The Dwarf’s bluish-white eyes finally peeked out from their hood and perhaps they saw something in Sora’s black eyes because…
──The Dwarf quietly said a few words:
“…… It’s Sora…”
“That’s right. Nice to meet… you────?” Sora answered reflexively, but then he knitted his brows dubiously and asked a question──
“Eh… Did anyone say my name? ──Whoaa──!?”
“Waah I was so scared!! What should I do～!?”
However, the rucksack jumped into Sora’s chest and pushed him down. Their lamentations were Sora’s only answer.
“T-ten thousand meters below ground… the land submarine broke as I was surfacing! I-I dug and dug without any rest… and when I finally saw the sun I thought I was saved ── but when I woke up I was in hell!!”
“Ah, Master the land submarine is a vehicle used by the Dwarves to move underground.”
“Oh. Thanks for your input ── However, don’t you have anything else to say after scaring them this much!?” Sora retorted at Jibril (the main cause behind the Dwarf’s fear and wailing), and rearranged his thoughts.
──I see. So it looks like the Dwarf didn’t grow from our field, as expected.
However, the Dwarf was still cowering and clinging to Sora’s chest. They kept wailing uneasily:
“I-I don’t know why you saved (took possession of) a useless mole like me!! D-do you want something from me!? W-what do I have to do so you don’t kill me!?”
“Ah. Master, since its Spirit Code broke, now this thing definitely belongs to you♥”
“Oh. Thanks for your input ── Wait, so because of Jibril, someone’s begging me for their life!?” Sora screamed at the unreasonableness that Jibril had caused. Her trap to deprive the Dwarf of their human rights was the main reason why they were begging.
── I see. Since their Spirit Code broke and they need it to cast magic, they can’t even run away now.
Therefore the Dwarf has already accepted that they’ll become Sora’s possession ── however.
Sora already commanded a Flügel, an Ex-Machina, and an Elf. So was there any merit in taking possession of a Dwarf?
The Dwarf was convinced that unless they found some merit their life was forfeit, and started pleading for their life──
“It’s fine!! I’m but a homeless mole! I can’t even go back to my homeland! If it’s to live outside the country of Dwarves, I’m prepared to become your slave, or pet ── as long as you don’t take my life I’m even willing to become your chair ── wah!?”
── However, the Dwarf suddenly let out a weird voice and the weight on top of Sora’s chest was lifted.
Sora’s little sister had pushed the Dwarf off. Then, she sat on top of Sora’s chest with half-lidded eyes──
“… This… is my seat… what’s up with… this woman…!?” Shiro growled in an intimidating and disgruntled voice, when Sora finally noticed.
── Aah… The voice of the rucksack who pushed me down and cried in my chest was certainly… a girl’s voice.
And in the end she even told him she was prepared to do anything in an unconditional surrender.
That’s right. If it had been the normal Sora ── he would have taken the bait at near light speed. But that’s only if the bait wasn’t a girl squashed in the vertical direction and from a race where the girls have beards too. Having said that, Sora’s little sister was jealous of any and all ‘women’, so Sora put on a small, strained smile.
“Well, I guess that’s right. Then, for the time being… why don’t we start with introductions?”
Sora said, as he raised his upper body. Then, he put Shiro on her spot on top of his lap.
“So allow me to reintroduce myself ── I am Sora. This is my little sister, Shiro… And I’m sorry, but my sister has already reserved that seat.”
Sora introduced himself while he petted his little sister’s head as if to agree with her. As for Shiro, she was still trying to intimidate the Dwarf.
And when the Dwarf saw them like that, she either realized how rude she was being, or she feared for her life:
“Ah──!! I-I-I’m terribly sorry!! I haven’t even shown you my face──!!”
The Dwarf flusteredly stood up and saluted with a perfect bow.
She then opened the rucksack ── or rather, the coat that had been covering her body…
────
“I-I’m just a Dwarf-like useless mole! My name is────”
The girl revealed her face and her body as she introduced herself. However, Sora was somewhere far away. He was dumbfounded. In a trance. Captivated, he listened to her self-introduction…
■■■
Almost as if his soul had been taken away, Shiro’s older brother was completely enchanted and spacing out. Shiro was on top of his lap when the Dwarf opened her rucksack-like coat and revealed her appearance.
── However, Shiro couldn’t blame her brother and gasped at her own carelessness.
── That person didn’t have a beard, and she wasn’t vertically squashed either.
She was a little girl with glossy brown skin covered in a sorry piece of cloth. In contrast to the rest of her body, her hair was silver-colored ── No. Her hair shined with the color of mythril, and two horns grew out of it. Her bewitching bluish-white eyes shined like the flickering of a pale flame. That shine was truly worthy of being called a mythical metal (Orichalcum).
But then she spoke without an ounce of confidence, her voice shaking with unease and her expression frail──
“I-I’m just a Dwarf-like useless mole!”
It was a heart wrenching voice that evoked the desire to protect it.
Of course her brother was fascinated by the Dwarf. One could even say it was inevitable, or perhaps even natural.
And that’s precisely why──!! Shiro abandoned reason and made her move. That’s right────
“My name is────Tilwig Ný────………… i～…eh?”
──Tilwig
Shiro engraved the name of her mortal enemy into her memory. Then, she made a quick and precise movement with her hand. A move made to break Tilwig’s flag. She reached for the clothes covering Tilwig’s flat and exposed body. For the part of her clothes with an unknown purpose. Shiro grabbed a cord-like suspender and stretched it…
… *boing* *boing* *boing*…
“── … Dear sister… could you please tell your older brother what you’re doing?”
When he saw Shiro’s wordless *boings* Sora came to his senses and asked a question ── however.
Shiro doesn’t have the answer either ── so she just gave a non-answer and kept pulling and letting go:
“…… Buttons exist to be pressed… and string exist to be… pulled.”
“Indeed. I understand. In that case, I’d like to go next. However ── Shiro-san? Hello～?”
“E-excuse me! For some reason I feel like what you are doing is extremely embarrassing!”
Shiro ignored those protests and kept pulling and letting go ── however, she was also thinking fiercely as she did:
── Why did I think that?
It was a problem so big it made Shiro, who is usually specialized in inductive reasoning, act without understanding things first.
She’s the most dangerous enemy I’ve ever faced. That was her baseless intuition on the girl in front of them──
“… By the way, Jibril-kun? I have an extremely important question. Please answer carefully.”
Her brother also changed his attitude and asked a very important question in a low voice:
“I thought the Dwarves were ‘a race of bearded people squashed in the vertical direction’?”
“Yes… Eh!? Ah… Ah! I’m terribly sorry Master!!”
… A certain problem with the Dwarves’ physical appearances made Shiro strangely frustrated.
──────── This is bad. She thought.
“Judging from Master’s words, I believe you are only aware of the existence of male Dwarves!”
*Boing* *boing* *boing*… Shiro kept playing with the string.
Ah ── that’s it… the first thing that’s bad…!!
“The Dwarves are a race with very strong gender differentiation… For example women have thinner body hair and ── usually they also have horns on their heads.”
*Boing* *boing* boing*… Shiro was grinding her teeth.
Ah ── after all, everytime she pulled the string, a perfectly smooth belly was revealed. It was proof that Dwarven women weren’t hairy at all──
“In addition, although both men and women are short, the figure of adult women can be said to be ── ‘childish.’”
Aah ── so in other words, their boobs are all plain. To put it in equally plain terms──!!
──── They are brown demon lolis………
Plus, according to Jibril, this was an adult. A legal girl──
“I see. In that case, Tilwig-kun? Let me tell you once again what I demand of you,” Sora said. If he wore glasses they would have sparkled, so Shiro’s hand unintentionally twitched.
── A girl who said she was prepared to do ‘anything.’
If it was her usual brother ── the 18 years old virgin, he would have absolutely taken that bait almost as fast as the speed of light!
“I want but a single thing. Just like I said in the beginning: ‘Please go home.’ So…”
It was the perfect bait, and it even had a feint included, so of course Sora took it super fast. He opened his arms wide, made his teeth glint, and made a creepy proposal──!!
“From today onwards this is your home… ‘Welcome home’… Til ☆”
────It was one of her brother’s favorite types, right after animal-eared girls…
… But… So what…?
Shiro wasn’t this irritated even when they gained control of his favorite type: the Eastern Federation and it’s animal-eared girls. She felt an inexplicable sense of danger ── her instincts were screaming at her that this is bad, but she couldn’t explain why.
Why is the Dwarven woman in front of her the most dangerous enemy she has ever faced!?
“… D-did you just… adopt me, without any merit to yourself?”
Using Tilwig ── now Til’s words and expressions, Shiro tried to identify the cause of her sense of danger. She sharpened her gaze and carefully analyzed her own observations and information ──
“I-I’m just a useless mole, you know!? I-I can’t even use a Spirit Code properly, and I don’t have a place to go back to. I’m nothing more than a stray mole!! I guarantee that I’ll be completely useless, you know!?”
Til’s weak gaze and voice evoked a desire to protect ── Based on that, Shiro proposed a hypothesis.
──── Hypothesis: Is it because she is a useless girl?
Because raising her flags is as easy as putting needles in a pincushion?
“P-perhaps～… all these boings are somehow useful to you?”
Or perhaps… Shiro blushed and decided that her first hypothesis was false.
──── Hypothesis: Is it because she’s a masochistic exhibitionist?
Isn’t it embarrassing? In that case, she doesn’t need to wear these underwear-like clothes, right? Not showing her face is rude? In that case she only needed to open her hood. Just her face was enough, right?
… Why did she open the bottom too? Huh? Til showed her loli body to Shiro’s loli-inclined brother! But why──!?
… *Boing* *boing* *boing* *boing* ──!!!
“Ah～ please wait a second… Hey, Shiro!? A little girl like you with a demon-like expression, sexually harassing another little girl no stop ── It kinda looks bad!! Alright!?”
“………………………… !!”
Her older brother’s voice had derailed her thoughts. He had pointed out the anger in her face, so Shiro immediately let go ── however.
Til immediately hid behind her brother’s back, and the next part of the conversation ── caused Shiro’s eyes to narrow like blades.
“Don’t worry about being useful. Let’s just say that Til my possession, that’s all.”
“T-then am I Sora-dono’s～… Slave? Or pet?”
“Neither! This New Game will have no 18+ stuff! This is non-negotiable!!”
“Okay. T-then I’m Sora-dono’s possession ── is there anything specific that I have to do?”
────
“………………………….. Huh? What was I supposed to do after scoring?”
Wanting to be popular is in a man’s nature. But be that as it may, it was in her virgin brother’s nature to not think about what to do after becoming popular.
“Interjection: Individual matching Master’s sexual preferences detected. Presumed reason for ownership: ‘sexual stuff.’”
──That voice made Shiro think even more deeply.
“Necessity: Remove the factor that’s going to netorare this unit’s Master. Insistence: Please disassemble and sell the aforementioned Dwarf.”
“Emiline… I asked you to leave the room, right? Were you using optical camouflage again!?”
“… Oh dear. So you want to become my Master’s slave? Do you really value your life so little? ♥”
“O-of course I couldn’t be his slave, not even in my wildest dreams! S-Sora-dono!?”
“Uhm wait!! … f-fri-end… that’s it!! The legendary things known as friends!!”
“That’s it! From now on I’ll be Sora-dono’s fri──”
“Demand: Justify owning a friend. You already have proof that you can normally establish a friendship with someone of the opposite sex… or is this unit no good?”
── If you have a motive other than perverted stuff, then go ahead and say it.
When Sora was questioned about a motive he couldn’t possibly have, Shiro’s sense of danger became even more serious.
──── Hypothesis: ── Is it because Nii has been too popular lately!?
No. After all, this isn’t something recent! Shiro thought, and shook her head in anguish.
Shiro was very reluctant about that ── and that’s precisely why it’s too late to worry about that!
In the first place, ever since the day they arrived in this world ── that very night, a certain red-haired easy heroine had already fallen for him!!
And Jibril too! She just doesn’t understand the subtleties of a Flugel’s heart, so she’s only aware of their master-servant relationship!
Same as Emline, she ──── the… same────?
── Shiro arrived at a new hypothesis ── and her head instantly cooled.
She put on a smile that was a deep and thin as a crevice, confident that she had finally identified her worst enemy.
… Jibril and Emiline. They have always played the role of a servant character. The role of pet has been played by Izuna and Holou. And the role of the easy heroine is filled to capacity with Steph alone. In that case──
── What role is Til going to play──?…
Til’s terful voice finally confirmed one of Shiro’s hypotheses as correct.
“Ah! S-Sora-dono! Just now you said that this seat was reserved for your little sister!!”
……….. Oh～……. Is that right….
“I-I’ll also become Sora-dono’s little sis── Ah. But I’m 84 years old would that still be alright!?”
“What kind of family circumstances would lead to a little sister who’s older by 63 years!? And besides, Shiro is my one and only little sister okay!?”
“Then I can be your older sister or mother or ── a-anyways, these glares are going to kill me!!”
As Shiro looked at the commotion with her red eyes, she felt like she could already see where this was going.
── An independent, easy, and useless girl who evoked the desire to protect her.
And she fell immediately after the awakening event ── Ah, I see. So, who is it this time, you ask?
──── It’s a little sister character.
Plus, she also has Shiro’s hair and she is also a loli. And on top of it all, she matches her brother’s preferences to a T. When she understood the meaning of that something snapped inside Shiro. She started laughing maniacally and reached out with her hand────
■■■
…… Anyways, we politely asked the ticking bomb to leave the room for the time being. The only ones remaining in the now peaceful room were Sora, Shiro, Jibril (who was ordered to sit in seiza) and──
“Uhmmm, anyways, no one is going to kill you sooo a-are you okay…?”
The Dwarf was still scared and cowering, but they timidly raised their head when they heard Sora’s voice. The Dwarf’s eyes were scanning their surroundings very carefully to see if it was really safe when suddenly ── their eyes met with Sora’s. The Dwarf’s bluish-white eyes finally peeked out from their hood and perhaps they saw something in Sora’s black eyes because…
──The Dwarf quietly said a few words:
“…… It’s Sora…”
“That’s right. Nice to meet… you────?” Sora answered reflexively, but then he knitted his brows dubiously and asked a question──
“Eh… Did anyone say my name? ──Whoaa──!?”
“Waah I was so scared!! What should I do～!?”
However, the rucksack jumped into Sora’s chest and pushed him down. Their lamentations were Sora’s only answer.
“T-ten thousand meters below ground… the land submarine broke as I was surfacing! I-I dug and dug without any rest… and when I finally saw the sun I thought I was saved ── but when I woke up I was in hell!!”
“Ah, Master the land submarine is a vehicle used by the Dwarves to move underground.”
“Oh. Thanks for your input ── However, don’t you have anything else to say after scaring them this much!?” Sora retorted at Jibril (the main cause behind the Dwarf’s fear and wailing), and rearranged his thoughts.
──I see. So it looks like the Dwarf didn’t grow from our field, as expected.
However, the Dwarf was still cowering and clinging to Sora’s chest. They kept wailing uneasily:
“I-I don’t know why you saved (took possession of) a useless mole like me!! D-do you want something from me!? W-what do I have to do so you don’t kill me!?”
“Ah. Master, since its Spirit Code broke, now this thing definitely belongs to you♥”
“Oh. Thanks for your input ── Wait, so because of Jibril, someone’s begging me for their life!?” Sora screamed at the unreasonableness that Jibril had caused. Her trap to deprive the Dwarf of their human rights was the main reason why they were begging.
── I see. Since their Spirit Code broke and they need it to cast magic, they can’t even run away now.
Therefore the Dwarf has already accepted that they’ll become Sora’s possession ── however.
Sora already commanded a Flügel, an Ex-Machina, and an Elf. So was there any merit in taking possession of a Dwarf?
The Dwarf was convinced that unless they found some merit their life was forfeit, and started pleading for their life──
“It’s fine!! I’m but a homeless mole! I can’t even go back to my homeland! If it’s to live outside the country of Dwarves, I’m prepared to become your slave, or pet ── as long as you don’t take my life I’m even willing to become your chair ── wah!?”
── However, the Dwarf suddenly let out a weird voice and the weight on top of Sora’s chest was lifted.
Sora’s little sister had pushed the Dwarf off. Then, she sat on top of Sora’s chest with half-lidded eyes──
“… This… is my seat… what’s up with… this woman…!?” Shiro growled in an intimidating and disgruntled voice, when Sora finally noticed.
── Aah… The voice of the rucksack who pushed me down and cried in my chest was certainly… a girl’s voice.
And in the end she even told him she was prepared to do anything in an unconditional surrender.
That’s right. If it had been the normal Sora ── he would have taken the bait at near light speed. But that’s only if the bait wasn’t a girl squashed in the vertical direction and from a race where the girls have beards too. Having said that, Sora’s little sister was jealous of any and all ‘women’, so Sora put on a small, strained smile.
“Well, I guess that’s right. Then, for the time being… why don’t we start with introductions?”
Sora said, as he raised his upper body. Then, he put Shiro on her spot on top of his lap.
“So allow me to reintroduce myself ── I am Sora. This is my little sister, Shiro… And I’m sorry, but my sister has already reserved that seat.”
Sora introduced himself while he petted his little sister’s head as if to agree with her. As for Shiro, she was still trying to intimidate the Dwarf.
And when the Dwarf saw them like that, she either realized how rude she was being, or she feared for her life:
“Ah──!! I-I-I’m terribly sorry!! I haven’t even shown you my face──!!”
The Dwarf flusteredly stood up and saluted with a perfect bow.
She then opened the rucksack ── or rather, the coat that had been covering her body…
────
“I-I’m just a Dwarf-like useless mole! My name is────”
The girl revealed her face and her body as she introduced herself. However, Sora was somewhere far away. He was dumbfounded. In a trance. Captivated, he listened to her self-introduction…
■■■
Almost as if his soul had been taken away, Shiro’s older brother was completely enchanted and spacing out. Shiro was on top of his lap when the Dwarf opened her rucksack-like coat and revealed her appearance.
── However, Shiro couldn’t blame her brother and gasped at her own carelessness.
── That person didn’t have a beard, and she wasn’t vertically squashed either.
She was a little girl with glossy brown skin covered in a sorry piece of cloth. In contrast to the rest of her body, her hair was silver-colored ── No. Her hair shined with the color of mythril, and two horns grew out of it. Her bewitching bluish-white eyes shined like the flickering of a pale flame. That shine was truly worthy of being called a mythical metal (Orichalcum).
But then she spoke without an ounce of confidence, her voice shaking with unease and her expression frail──
“I-I’m just a Dwarf-like useless mole!”
It was a heart wrenching voice that evoked the desire to protect it.
Of course her brother was fascinated by the Dwarf. One could even say it was inevitable, or perhaps even natural.
And that’s precisely why──!! Shiro abandoned reason and made her move. That’s right────
“My name is────Tilwig Ný────………… i～…eh?”
──Tilwig
Shiro engraved the name of her mortal enemy into her memory. Then, she made a quick and precise movement with her hand. A move made to break Tilwig’s flag. She reached for the clothes covering Tilwig’s flat and exposed body. For the part of her clothes with an unknown purpose. Shiro grabbed a cord-like suspender and stretched it…
… *boing* *boing* *boing*…
“── … Dear sister… could you please tell your older brother what you’re doing?”
When he saw Shiro’s wordless *boings* Sora came to his senses and asked a question ── however.
Shiro doesn’t have the answer either ── so she just gave a non-answer and kept pulling and letting go:
“…… Buttons exist to be pressed… and string exist to be… pulled.”
“Indeed. I understand. In that case, I’d like to go next. However ── Shiro-san? Hello～?”
“E-excuse me! For some reason I feel like what you are doing is extremely embarrassing!”
Shiro ignored those protests and kept pulling and letting go ── however, she was also thinking fiercely as she did:
── Why did I think that?
It was a problem so big it made Shiro, who is usually specialized in inductive reasoning, act without understanding things first.
She’s the most dangerous enemy I’ve ever faced. That was her baseless intuition on the girl in front of them──
“… By the way, Jibril-kun? I have an extremely important question. Please answer carefully.”
Her brother also changed his attitude and asked a very important question in a low voice:
“I thought the Dwarves were ‘a race of bearded people squashed in the vertical direction’?”
“Yes… Eh!? Ah… Ah! I’m terribly sorry Master!!”
… A certain problem with the Dwarves’ physical appearances made Shiro strangely frustrated.
──────── This is bad. She thought.
“Judging from Master’s words, I believe you are only aware of the existence of male Dwarves!”
*Boing* *boing* *boing*… Shiro kept playing with the string.
Ah ── that’s it… the first thing that’s bad…!!
“The Dwarves are a race with very strong gender differentiation… For example women have thinner body hair and ── usually they also have horns on their heads.”
*Boing* *boing* boing*… Shiro was grinding her teeth.
Ah ── after all, everytime she pulled the string, a perfectly smooth belly was revealed. It was proof that Dwarven women weren’t hairy at all──
“In addition, although both men and women are short, the figure of adult women can be said to be ── ‘childish.’”
Aah ── so in other words, their boobs are all plain. To put it in equally plain terms──!!
──── They are brown demon lolis………
Plus, according to Jibril, this was an adult. A legal girl──
“I see. In that case, Tilwig-kun? Let me tell you once again what I demand of you,” Sora said. If he wore glasses they would have sparkled, so Shiro’s hand unintentionally twitched.
── A girl who said she was prepared to do ‘anything.’
If it was her usual brother ── the 18 years old virgin, he would have absolutely taken that bait almost as fast as the speed of light!
“I want but a single thing. Just like I said in the beginning: ‘Please go home.’ So…”
It was the perfect bait, and it even had a feint included, so of course Sora took it super fast. He opened his arms wide, made his teeth glint, and made a creepy proposal──!!
“From today onwards this is your home… ‘Welcome home’… Til ☆”
────It was one of her brother’s favorite types, right after animal-eared girls…
… But… So what…?
Shiro wasn’t this irritated even when they gained control of his favorite type: the Eastern Federation and it’s animal-eared girls. She felt an inexplicable sense of danger ── her instincts were screaming at her that this is bad, but she couldn’t explain why.
Why is the Dwarven woman in front of her the most dangerous enemy she has ever faced!?
“… D-did you just… adopt me, without any merit to yourself?”
Using Tilwig ── now Til’s words and expressions, Shiro tried to identify the cause of her sense of danger. She sharpened her gaze and carefully analyzed her own observations and information ──
“I-I’m just a useless mole, you know!? I-I can’t even use a Spirit Code properly, and I don’t have a place to go back to. I’m nothing more than a stray mole!! I guarantee that I’ll be completely useless, you know!?”
Til’s weak gaze and voice evoked a desire to protect ── Based on that, Shiro proposed a hypothesis.
──── Hypothesis: Is it because she is a useless girl?
Because raising her flags is as easy as putting needles in a pincushion?
“P-perhaps～… all these boings are somehow useful to you?”
Or perhaps… Shiro blushed and decided that her first hypothesis was false.
──── Hypothesis: Is it because she’s a masochistic exhibitionist?
Isn’t it embarrassing? In that case, she doesn’t need to wear these underwear-like clothes, right? Not showing her face is rude? In that case she only needed to open her hood. Just her face was enough, right?
… Why did she open the bottom too? Huh? Til showed her loli body to Shiro’s loli-inclined brother! But why──!?
… *Boing* *boing* *boing* *boing* ──!!!
“Ah～ please wait a second… Hey, Shiro!? A little girl like you with a demon-like expression, sexually harassing another little girl no stop ── It kinda looks bad!! Alright!?”
“………………………… !!”
Her older brother’s voice had derailed her thoughts. He had pointed out the anger in her face, so Shiro immediately let go ── however.
Til immediately hid behind her brother’s back, and the next part of the conversation ── caused Shiro’s eyes to narrow like blades.
“Don’t worry about being useful. Let’s just say that Til my possession, that’s all.”
“T-then am I Sora-dono’s～… Slave? Or pet?”
“Neither! This New Game will have no 18+ stuff! This is non-negotiable!!”
“Okay. T-then I’m Sora-dono’s possession ── is there anything specific that I have to do?”
────
“………………………….. Huh? What was I supposed to do after scoring?”
Wanting to be popular is in a man’s nature. But be that as it may, it was in her virgin brother’s nature to not think about what to do after becoming popular.
“Interjection: Individual matching Master’s sexual preferences detected. Presumed reason for ownership: ‘sexual stuff.’”
──That voice made Shiro think even more deeply.
“Necessity: Remove the factor that’s going to netorare this unit’s Master. Insistence: Please disassemble and sell the aforementioned Dwarf.”
“Emiline… I asked you to leave the room, right? Were you using optical camouflage again!?”
“… Oh dear. So you want to become my Master’s slave? Do you really value your life so little? ♥”
“O-of course I couldn’t be his slave, not even in my wildest dreams! S-Sora-dono!?”
“Uhm wait!! … f-fri-end… that’s it!! The legendary things known as friends!!”
“That’s it! From now on I’ll be Sora-dono’s fri──”
“Demand: Justify owning a friend. You already have proof that you can normally establish a friendship with someone of the opposite sex… or is this unit no good?”
── If you have a motive other than perverted stuff, then go ahead and say it.
When Sora was questioned about a motive he couldn’t possibly have, Shiro’s sense of danger became even more serious.
──── Hypothesis: ── Is it because Nii has been too popular lately!?
No. After all, this isn’t something recent! Shiro thought, and shook her head in anguish.
Shiro was very reluctant about that ── and that’s precisely why it’s too late to worry about that!
In the first place, ever since the day they arrived in this world ── that very night, a certain red-haired easy heroine had already fallen for him!!
And Jibril too! She just doesn’t understand the subtleties of a Flugel’s heart, so she’s only aware of their master-servant relationship!
Same as Emline, she ──── the… same────?
── Shiro arrived at a new hypothesis ── and her head instantly cooled.
She put on a smile that was a deep and thin as a crevice, confident that she had finally identified her worst enemy.
… Jibril and Emiline. They have always played the role of a servant character. The role of pet has been played by Izuna and Holou. And the role of the easy heroine is filled to capacity with Steph alone. In that case──
── What role is Til going to play──?…
Til’s terful voice finally confirmed one of Shiro’s hypotheses as correct.
“Ah! S-Sora-dono! Just now you said that this seat was reserved for your little sister!!”
……….. Oh～……. Is that right….
“I-I’ll also become Sora-dono’s little sis── Ah. But I’m 84 years old would that still be alright!?”
“What kind of family circumstances would lead to a little sister who’s older by 63 years!? And besides, Shiro is my one and only little sister okay!?”
“Then I can be your older sister or mother or ── a-anyways, these glares are going to kill me!!”
As Shiro looked at the commotion with her red eyes, she felt like she could already see where this was going.
── An independent, easy, and useless girl who evoked the desire to protect her.
And she fell immediately after the awakening event ── Ah, I see. So, who is it this time, you ask?
──── It’s a little sister character.
Plus, she also has Shiro’s hair and she is also a loli. And on top of it all, she matches her brother’s preferences to a T. When she understood the meaning of that something snapped inside Shiro. She started laughing maniacally and reached out with her hand────
