I was Reincarnated as the Villainess's Older Brother, but it seems My Sister is Obsessed With Me. And for Some Reason, the Male Love Interests are also Doting On Me.(BL) - Chapter 6

Swosh!

I can’t sleep. No, there’s no way I could sleep under these circumstances.

This has to be some new kind of psychological torture.

I turn my head slightly—and Fiona’s sleeping face is right there, mere inches from mine.

She looks completely at peace, hugging me as if I were a human body pillow.

How did things even end up like this?

To explain, we need to rewind to the tea party—

‘Ugh, I’m sweating from sheer anxiety.’

‘That was so nerve-wracking! My heart was pounding so hard, I barely even processed Their Majesties’ presence!’

‘You did great.’

‘And Brother, I had no idea you were so famous! That’s incredible!’

‘Haha, yeah… about that. Too bad I have zero talent, though.’

‘That’s not true! You should amaze everyone and prove them wrong!’

After our formal audience with the royal family, Fiona was still bubbling with excitement.

As usual, I gave her a gentle pat on the head, and she grinned happily.

After that, we enjoyed some light refreshments, while I spent most of my time warding off pests trying to approach Fiona.

All in all, we managed to get through the tea party without any major incidents and finally boarded the carriage home.

The rumors about me at the academy were a headache, and the number of overly persistent suitors was exhausting, but at least nothing disastrous happened.

And Fiona never once brought up Cristel.

She had mentioned that he was her type, but unlike in the game, she didn’t seem fixated on him.

‘Brother, you spoke quite a lot today. You must be exhausted.’

‘Yeah… The guys were a little too persistent. If only I had a cute little sister to cuddle up with, I’d feel completely refreshed, you know…’

‘Brother!?’

‘Hahaha, just joking.’

‘…J-Just for tonight, then.’

Huh?

…Huhhh?!

‘Just for tonight…?’

‘I… I will sleep beside you… just this once.’

—!?

Her face turned bright red, all the way to her ears, as she mumbled those shocking words.

I was so stunned that my jaw hung open for a solid minute.

And that… is how we ended up in this situation.

Well, technically, we’re siblings, even if not by bl00d, so there shouldn’t be anything weird about this.

…Right?

Besides, we’re both minors.

No, no, no—absolutely not!

On the inside, I’m a grown man in his thirties. A fully grown adult sleeping next to a twelve-year-old? That’s beyond inappropriate!

And just to be clear—I am absolutely not a lolicon!

If my parents or friends from my past life saw this, they’d definitely judge me.

There’s still a way out of this.

Right.

Carefully, I begin sliding my left arm out from under her… Success.

Next, I’ll move my left leg and—

“Mmm…”

Just as I was about to free myself, Fiona rolled over in her sleep—and once again, her arms wrapped tightly around me.

Back to square one.

…Wait.

Something soft is pressing against my arm.

…Miss, aren’t you developing a little too fast?! You’re twelve! That’s still a child, right?!

“Mmm… Brother…”

…What kind of voice was that?!

Listen, she’s adorable—beyond adorable, even—but she is my little sister.

Even if the heavens themselves flipped upside down, she would still be my little sister.

A thirty-something man and a twelve-year-old girl?

Criminal. Absolutely criminal.

Get a grip, man. Keep it together.

In the end, I didn’t get a wink of sleep.

I made a mental note never to joke about “cuddling” ever again.

If Fiona ever started to dislike me, I wouldn’t survive it.

As her older brother, I needed to be more responsible—and with that thought, I steeled my resolve once more.

Later That Morning…

Louis, our ever-composed butler, carefully poured a cup of tea before speaking.

“You seem troubled, Lord Clive.”

“Yeah, just a little.”

I sat staring at a letter, deep in thought.

“What do you think about this?”

Louis glanced at the letter.

“Ah, a message from the young lord of House Raveles.”

Ever since the royal tea party, Fiona had been receiving a growing number of letters.

Most were from men—invitations to tea parties, social gatherings, and, of course, marriage proposals.

I had personally rejected every single one of them.

However, this time was different.

Duke Raveles held higher status than our family. No matter how much I disliked Stefan, a simple earl’s household couldn’t easily decline an invitation from a duke’s heir.

“If I recall, Lord Stefan has a younger sister around Lady Fiona’s age.” Louis mentioned casually.

“Really? Was she at the tea party?”

“Perhaps an invitation could be an opportunity for Lady Fiona to make a friend.”

“…That’s a good point. She could use more friends her own age.”

Ever since regaining my past life’s memories, I had been overprotective of Fiona.

I kept her sheltered, using her youth and innocence as an excuse to keep her close.

Because deep down, I was afraid.

If she discovered the outside world, if she realized how small and unimportant I really was—

Would she stop listening to me?

She was still growing, but so far, she had turned into a kind and sensible young lady, not the twisted villainess she was meant to be.

At least… I hoped so.

Maybe it was finally time to open the door of her gilded cage, just a little.

Whether this decision would be a blessing or a curse—

Only time would tell.