I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 94

I arrived in front of Elmia’s room.

(Well, what should I do?)

It’s been since we parted ways in Bangwall with Elmia.

Honestly, Elmia is already mine, so isn’t it okay if I hold her?

(…No, this is definitely bad.)

Elmia has a pure heart, giving kisses like a little bird pecking and blushing.

Somehow, she has a natural and almost sacred quality, which makes it psychologically difficult to approach her.

The reason I was able to become intimate with Luna so quickly was simply due to the age difference and the feeling that I could embrace her without hesitation.

It’s fine to pick young flowers, but really, it’s just right to wait about one or two years until they reach the appropriate age for nobility.

“Excuse me, Lady Elmia.”
“……”

My beloved younger sister Elmia was a beautiful girl with long, white hair.

As usual, she is wearing a black mini skirt and long socks, along with a white robe that reaches her knees, embroidered with gold thread.

I wonder why you haven’t changed into your nightclothes yet.

“Lady Elmia?”

“Hey, Shalka, we haven’t seen each other in a month and a half! Why are you so late?”

“I’m sorry, work has been running late…”

I easily tell lies.

I can’t even say I forgot, even if my mouth were to split open.

“Hmm, so work is more important to you than me?”

Elmia, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time, was acting aloof.

A line that sounds familiar makes me break out in a cold sweat.

“Impossible. I’m so happy to meet you, Lady Elmia.”

“…I wonder. When I was in Bangwall, he didn’t reply to my letters much, and no matter how worried I was, Shalka didn’t seem to understand.”

While I was in Bangwall, I received several letters from Elmia, but they were so completely controlling that I couldn’t help but go “ugh.”

Could it be that the time apart from me caused this?

“I’m sorry for making you worry. From now on, we’ll always be together, okay?”

“Uh… Ahem, yes. Shalka and I are getting engaged, after all.”

Right away, flaws became apparent.

Let’s gradually untangle it like this.

“Well, fine. Then let’s get started with the reports. For the past month and a half, every day, who you met with, what you did, all the details, without any lies or deceit, okay, Shalka?”

Saying that, Elmia wore a seductive smile.

I feel an indescribable darkness deep within your eyes.

I gulped and started to speak hesitantly.

“Most of it is the same as what I heard from Father. I’m so glad you made it back safely, Shalka. I never would have guessed that Naia was in league with the Union’s hero… or something like that…”

Oh?

After listening to my story quietly for a while, Elmia started to doze off.

“Lady Elmia?”

“…Huh, it’s nothing. Go on.”

It seems like I’m accumulating fatigue.

Entering a growth period, my body must be demanding sleep.

“Wouldn’t it be better if you took a break?”

“Don’t worry. More importantly, I’m curious about what happened while Father was unconscious.”

“Hmm?”

Is it when Luna was letting me stay at the guesthouse?

This is bad.

“Shalka, when you say Luna’s name, you have such a gentle expression. You don’t curse at all, and maybe you have some special feelings for her…?”

Gah!

“Haha, no way. I totally gave Luna a piece of my mind. I completely knocked her down (on the bed)!”

“……”

I let out a high-pitched, hollow laugh and talk with exaggerated gestures, almost as if I’m going in circles.

It was obvious that something was suspicious.

Elmia’s eyes narrow.

(This is bad!)

I must avoid letting Elmia find out about my actions with Luna.

“Believe me… Elmia. The only one I love is Elmia.”

I take Elmia’s hand and speak to her with a serious expression.

That figure is that of a man desperately trying to hide his infidelity.

“Sigh… yeah. It’s hard to believe that Shalka would fall for Luna. What am I even saying?”

“Y-yeah”

It seems like they believed me.

Instead, I feel like I’ve lost something important…

Elmia stood up from the chair and sat on the bed.

“Come here, Shalka.”

“Yes”

I stop in front of Elmia, who is sitting on the bed.

“Shalka, I understand very well that you had a hard time.”
“……”
“But, I think you’ve forgotten who your superior is by now.”

“Such a thing… My master is Lady Elmia.”

I kneel like a knight swearing loyalty and look up at Elmia.

Then, Elmia’s face gradually broke into a smile.

However, as a superior, they are desperately trying to cover it up, resulting in a subtle expression.

“Hmph. O-okay, then of course you’ll listen to what I say, right?”

“Hah, if it’s something I can do.”

Playing the knight like this is also one of Elmia’s favorite things.

It’s been a while since we last met, so it might be interesting to go along with it.

“Shalka, first of all—could you take off my socks? They’re really sweaty.”

Elmia said that and crossed her legs in front of me.

From the gap between the crossed legs, the pink cotton underwear looks noticeably bulging.

(Oh)

My thoughts came to a halt.

“What’s wrong, Shalka? Your face is a bit red.”

Elmia laughs like a little devil.

Saying that while also blushing oneself is like a boomerang.

Are they deliberately showing it to me?

If that’s the case, it’s perverted, but either way, the fact that she can naturally pull off a panty shot shows that Elmia is truly a natural.

“No… understood.”

I put my hands on the knee-high socks of Elmia.

“Hehe, that tickles.”

I’m just a sock remover.

If you gently peel away from Elmia’s soft skin, her untainted bare feet will be revealed.

“Suu…”

Suddenly, I reflexively inhale through my nose.

Elmia’s socks, soaked with a day’s worth of sweat, have just the right amount of smell.

Just as there is no such thing as a person who smells like peaches, Elmia is indeed the same kind of person.

Furthermore, if the owner is the charmingly beautiful girl in front of me, it can’t be helped if I feel sinful desires.

I carefully stretched the socks I had taken off on my knees and placed them on the floor.

“This time, it’s the other side.”

“Understood.”

It seems that Elmia has gotten a taste for it, as she crosses her legs and gives orders arrogantly.

In the same manner, smoothly take off the socks.

Regarding my sexual preferences, it is already a known fact to Elmia.

As expected, Elmia herself is probably also indulging in the decadent game of “letting someone smell her body odor.”

“It’s getting kind of hot, Shalka, can you help me change?”

“Huh?”

Elmia said that and began to flap her clothes.

At the end of that gaze, there were a folded thin summer negligee and hot pants.

“Well… wouldn’t it be better to have someone attend to that?”

“No way, I want Shalka to do everything.”

Elmia pouted her lips like a spoiled daughter.

“Yeah…”

“What? Do you have a problem with that? It was tough during the ceasefire negotiations, you know? The Judicial Yuan kept meddling, people in the streets started planning your brother’s victory parade without permission, and Camilla wouldn’t stop nagging. Can’t I be a little selfish today?”

I see, it seems that Elmia had quite a lot of pent-up frustration.

That’s only natural; during the time my father was in Bangwall, I was managing the estate on my own.

During this period, I feel like I’ve grown quite a bit and somehow feel more resilient.

As expected, I am aware that I have caused some trouble, so I feel inclined to grant Elmia’s modest little wish.

“Understood.”

I pick up Elmia’s pajama hot pants.

Something cute with fluttery frills.

Expanding the torso section, I thread it through Elmia’s legs.

As she smoothly raised it up to her knees, Elmia bent her knees in a sitting position.

Then the mini skirt fluttered up, and Elmia’s pink underwear became fully visible.

I felt the bl00d flow gathering in my lower body.

“……Brother?”

Elmia tilts her head at me, who has stopped moving my hands.

It seems like a gesture of pure curiosity.

(Hmm? This is…)

Could it be that Elmia doesn’t realize she’s being seen in her underwear?

If that’s the case, it’s way too defenseless.

There is a possibility that the men in the castle are always peeking at Elmia’s underwear.

This is something I should point out as your older brother.

“Elmia, your underwear is completely visible.”

“Eh? Yeah, that’s right.”

“Eh, no, it’s completely visible, you know? Aren’t you embarrassed?”

“Ugh… but since it’s you, big brother, it’s okay if you see me.”

Is it okay to be happy about this?

Is it okay to be seen simply because we’re family, or is it okay to be seen because we’re engaged?

Which is it?

In any case, it’s not the reaction I was looking for.

I wanted the classic “Kya! Onii-sama, you’re so naughty!”

I was a bit unsettled, but I smoothly pulled up the hot pants as they were.

At that moment, I lightly stroked Elmia’s butt.

――Of course, it is an act of God.

Yeah, still pretty naive.

Soon, the plump and juicy fruits will bear fruit.

“Kyah! …Onii-sama? Just now, you touched my bottom, didn’t you? …Onii-sama, you’re so naughty.”
“……”

Does the sensor work properly there?

I don’t understand.

“Next, I’m going to take off your jacket.”

“Yes, please.”

First, I’ll take off Elmia’s robe.

This is still okay.

Next, I will unbutton Elmia’s blouse.

From here on, my reason will be tested.

When she took off her blouse, about eighty percent of her skin, as white as snow, was exposed.

It seems that recently, bras made in the streets have started to be worn.

Maybe because I took off her clothes, the smell of Elmia became stronger.

“Suu…”

I was unconsciously inhaling through my nose.

“……Brother, that’s, embarrassing.”

Elmia said that and tried to cover her face with her arm.

The developing br3asts are pushed together in the center.

They say that if you push them together, they look decent enough, but Elmia’s have a clear sense of potential.

(Hmm, this is something good I have seen)

I burned that scene into my memory and completely covered Elmia’s head with the nightgown.

With this, Elmia can sleep anytime.

If we keep talking, we won’t have time for a bath.

Well, I guess I can just do it tomorrow morning.

“Lady Elmia, then I will take my leave now…”

“Where do you think you’re going, Shalka?”

When I tried to retreat, Elmia called out to me.

“However, it might be better for you to go to bed soon…”

“Yeah, that’s true. But today, um… I’m going to have Shalka sleep with me.”

Elmia spoke as if she had somehow mustered up the courage.

“Huh?”

“You said you would indulge my whims today, right?”

“Well, that’s true, but still, for an unmarried man and woman to sleep together is just too much…”

I’m saying something unusually serious.

As expected, you are trying to do something generally considered inappropriate.

If you don’t say “image matters” at least once, you can’t find balance.

“What, are you worried about something like that, big brother? We’re going to be husband and wife, you know? There’s no such thing as too early or too late when it comes to sleeping together.”

Elmia firmly asserts.

Husband and wife, huh… with this beautiful girl?

I’m happy, but it feels too unreal.

However, if I were to marry someone as assertive as Elmia, it seems like a future where I would be bossed around is waiting for me.

“Alright… shall we sleep together?”

“Hehe, that’s just fine.”

So, I asked Nicoletta, who was waiting outside, to bring me my pajamas.

By the way, neither Elmia nor I have taken a bath today.

I’m fine with it, but I wonder what Elmia thinks…

“Suu… haa… the scent of big brother…”

As soon as we got into bed, Elmia buried her face in my chest.

And then, bringing her nose close to my armpit and sniffing, she had a blissful expression on her face.

(In the end, are we just two peas in a pod?)

My worries turned out to be unfounded, so I hug Elmia without hesitation.

Elmia is probably well-developed for her age as well.

My body is softer and more feminine than a man’s.

“Ahh… big brother…”

Elmia let out a sweet, tender voice.

The breath on my neck is hot.

The master, who had been so proud just a moment ago, suddenly starts acting all clingy, which is quite strange.

Suddenly, I think about the time when I became the head of the family.

I might not be able to see Elmia’s smug expression from earlier anymore.

On the other hand, just like in the old days, I can have a sweet, adorable girl all to myself like this.

(I wonder what I really want to do…)

The meaning of me, who has power, becoming the top…

I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately.

For example, from the perspective of a subordinate like Geraldo, the image of me and Elmia as heads of our respective families is completely different.

Elmia is said to be a living embodiment of Princess Illumina of the Ortenos royal family, and becoming the head of the family holds significant symbolic meaning.

Perhaps they will become a good balancer by focusing on diplomacy.

If there is a disadvantage, it would be being seen as a vassal of the kingdom’s restoration by the West.

As long as we were at war with Naia, there was no need to worry about that, but now that we have a ceasefire, it might look different.

On the other hand, what if I became the head of the family?

His achievements are sufficient, and his combat power is also sufficient, which is gradually becoming known.

Unlike Elmia, everyone will expect my combat abilities.

The power to sweep away all surrounding enemies and seize territory.

However, if you defeat one enemy, another one will appear.

Isn’t there an endless infinite loop waiting for us…?

I’m scared of the future becoming like that.

“Brother, you have a rather scary look on your face.”

“Ah, sorry about that.”

There, there, I gently stroke Elmia’s head.

“Tomorrow, Camilla is coming, you know?”

“I heard…”

“Yeah… you find Camilla difficult to deal with, don’t you? I’ll accompany you.”

“Eh?”

“What, you don’t like it?”

Mother and Elmia are not even remotely compatible.

“Impossible… Just stay quiet for now.”

“Yeah, I won’t do anything to spoil a reunion between parent and child.”

Elmia said that and entwined her legs with mine.

My lower abdomen expanded reflexively, but I bent my waist into a curve so it wouldn’t be noticed.

“I hope we can go to the academy together soon.”

“According to the schedule, we have to leave here in two weeks, right?”

“Yes, that’s right. The enrollment period for the academy is set until the end of September. If we break that rule, we don’t know what kind of punishment we might face.”

Just as I finally returned to Ortenatris, this happens.

I have a ton of plans starting tomorrow, but since the deadline is set, I have to tackle them at a rapid pace.

Indeed, while I am looking forward to spending three years at the academy with Elmia, my anxiety is never-ending.

Elmia and I were talking late into the night while maintaining our innocence as we intertwined in bed, and before we knew it, we had fallen asleep.