I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 47

“Lady Elmia, the bath is ready.”

“I understand.”

Elmia responded to the words of her attendant, Flaretta.

I recall the thoughtless words I just said to my brother.

“Brother…”

I wonder if my brother will understand that I don’t really mean any of it.

I have fought with my brother countless times.

Most of the time, it was Elmia’s whims, selfishness, and manipulations that caused the problems, but no matter how much Elmia pushed her brother away, he always repaired the frayed threads like mending a torn fabric.

To Elmia, her brother is like a great tree.

They accept everything about Elmia and embrace her completely.

That’s why I end up relying on their deep pockets.

Even on the night when Elmia’s engagement was decided, I leaned on my brother.

Even when my mother died, I leaned on my brother to fill that sadness.

The existence of her brother was everything to Elmia.

That’s precisely why I can’t shake off a hint of anxiety.

That is—anxiety that one day my brother might disappear.

One day, it suddenly became a reality.

In the middle of the night, noticing that her brother’s warmth was gone, Elmia panicked.

Jumping out of bed, I desperately search for my brother.

And then I ran into my brother as he was leaving the castle.

“Sorry, Elmia-chan. I have to go to a place for just a little while.”

I remember my brother’s bashful face.

The sensitive Elmia immediately sensed that her brother was heading to a place of death.

I thought that if I let him go like this, my brother would surely disappear.

Because it was supposed to be a future that would surely come――.

“Flowers?”

As I was about to head to the bath and left the room, I noticed a single flower lying in front of the door.
Elmia picks it up and sniffs it.

“Himehaku Lily. I wonder who dropped it?”

Looking down the hallway, I see another “Hime Shiro Yuri” has fallen.

And it continues beyond that.

I already know who did it.

“It’s your doing, isn’t it, brother…?”

My mischievous older brother.

Since long ago, Elmia had often been teased by her older brother.

A game where someone taps you on the shoulder, and when you turn around, they poke your cheek with their index finger.

Elmia’s chubby cheeks were his brother’s favorite.

“Enough already. Brother, please stop,” Elmia protested, and her brother chuckled lazily in response.

“What are you scheming this time?”

Elmia picks up each one and continues through the fortress.

The destination was a stone staircase, and beyond that, an elevated area.

Even without sensing magical power, I understood that there was an older brother above me.

As she climbed up the hill, the summer night breeze caressed Elmia’s long hair, and the sound of insects with a bell-like charm could be heard.

The starlight illuminates the darkness.

In front of Elmia, a fantastical scene unfolded.

――A pure white flower field.

“Wow. Is this a flower garden?”

Upon closer inspection, it looks like all of these are picked Hime Shiro Yuri.

It seems someone has filled the high ground with white lilies.

Elmia feels a strange mix of exasperation and relief.

Something rustled inside the flower.

A figure jumped out in a flashy manner.

“Thank you for coming, beautiful White Lily Princess.”

I am Shalka, my older brother.

Did he realize he had said something embarrassing? His face was bright red.

Elmia finds her brother utterly endearing as she watches him.

I did it!

Extreme cold surprise.

The Hime Shiro Yuri was once the national flower of the Ortenos Kingdom.

It seems that the name was given in reference to the beautiful white hair that symbolizes the royal family.

I remembered discovering a nearby colony and thought, this is it.

By the way, the fragrance of the Hime Shiro Yuri flower is known for its elegant and refined scent, and it is also used as an ingredient in perfumes.

Gathering flowers that symbolize such an Elmia with Nicolette at a rapid pace to fill the high ground was quite a struggle.

“Did Shalka pick all of these?”

“Um, yes”

“…Honestly, what on earth is the eldest son of the Ortenos family doing?”

“I would like to talk with you, Elmia. Since the weather is nice today, shall we look at the stars together in this flower field?”

I extend my left hand to Elmia.
A flower field, under a starry sky, a situation that should be moving.

“Sigh”

Elmia sighed as if in exasperation.

……Is it no good?

Was it a bit too simplistic?

It might have felt like a proposal and been a bit creepy.

Elmia did not take the outstretched hand.

“Huh?”

Instead, take my right hand.

As Elmia gently loosened my right hand, a gold coin appeared.

“As I thought… I still haven’t gotten rid of this habit.”

“…Why?”

“Of course, I know Shalka better than anyone else. Even though he’s timid, he’s always been reckless since long ago, and every time he did, I had to touch my gold coins.”

“Oh dear, was I found out?”

To hide my embarrassment, I scratch my cheek jokingly.

The “past” that Elmia refers to must be her childhood.

Martial arts and magic, I quickly grasped both, and every day, I was subjected to exceptionally rigorous training, to the point where I couldn’t even stop to use healing magic.

Elmia must have been watching me from the shadows.

Back then, Elmia wasn’t as cheerful as she is now; rather, I think she was a timid crybaby.

At some point, he began to act as if he were aware of the Marquis Ortenos’ status, behaving as if he were superior, just like he does now.

“At that rate, you must have struggled even in your first battle, right?”

“No, such a thing is…”

“I’m sorry… I said so many terrible things without even considering how Shalka felt.”

Elmia no longer has the stern attitude she had earlier.

Did the surprise work, or did it just die down over time?

In any case, it’s a good thing.

“It’s fine. My first battle wasn’t anything special either.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, you fought multiple star-class opponents, right? Are you hurt?”

“Yes, I’m unscathed.”

“Yeah… I’m really glad.”

Elmia let out a sigh of relief.

Perhaps I’ve become calm and able to think about various things.

“…It’s too late to worry about it now, isn’t it? Have you started to dislike me, Shalka?”

Elmia asked hesitantly.

The expression shows hints of anxiety.

“I won’t come to dislike Lady Elmia. Rather, I think it’s me who has been disliked.”

“……Hey, do you really think I could ever hate Shalka?”

“Yeah, but you just said you hated it.”

“That’s a lie.”

Elmia says it nonchalantly.

Seriously, it’s infuriating to be told such lies.

“Is that a lie?”

“Yeah, I just said it on impulse.”

“Yeah…”

“Why would I ever come to dislike Shalka? Shalka is really quite the worrywart.”

You suddenly barged into the bath, and yet you’re the one who’s worried?

“……sigh~”

I suddenly felt relieved and my legs gave out, so I collapsed onto the flower-covered floor.

“Hehe, I wonder if Shalka feels relieved knowing that I don’t dislike him?”

Elmia crouched down to my eye level, smiled, and stroked my cheek.

If my brother’s reputation is ruined to this extent, it’s only natural for my tone to become rough.

“Give me a break, you have no idea how much I’ve worried.”

“Well, such language! I am the next head of the family… Eek!”

I poke Elmia’s forehead, who has started to get a bit too full of herself.

If I’ve been tossed around this much, I can’t help but want to get a little revenge.

Then, Elmia lost her balance, fell backward with a thud, and landed on her backside.

The mini skirt flips up and exposes the underwear.

(Hoh, pink cotton, huh?)

It must be underwear made from high-quality colored cotton, which is only about one percent of Ortenos-branded cotton.

Of course, being the princess of Ortenos, she wouldn’t wear just any old underwear.

“Hehe, it’s a punishment for teasing my brother.”

I say that and give a cynical smile.

Without giving the slightest hint of having seen the underwear, refreshingly.

“Already”

Elmia puffs up her cheeks in annoyance.

Just when I thought there would be another twist, Elmia gently leaned in.