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 7

※This chapter is from Fiona’s perspective※

“Mutual love is such a wonderful thing.”

As I absentmindedly gazed out of my bedroom window, I caught sight of my brother-in-law walking outside.

“He looks splendid as always…”

I, Fiona, am utterly in love with my dear brother-in-law. Of course, as a man.

He lost his memories when I was just four years old—

Before that, he was terribly mean. I absolutely despised him.

Whenever I spoke to him, he ignored me two out of three times. Though he never raised his hand against me, he constantly called me slow and useless, hurling insults at me day after day.

I was so frustrated, so resentful—I couldn’t suppress my feelings.

Then, one day, I had a brilliant idea.

“That’s it! I’ll prepare a present for my dear brother and bring it to the garden.”

After informing my maid, I made my way to the garden. And there, I immediately found what I was looking for—

A tiny green caterpillar.

Yes, my brother-in-law despises insects!

And a caterpillar was the perfect choice. It doesn’t fly away or scurry off in a hurry. Since it moves so sluggishly, it will stay put unless someone removes it.

It was the ideal way to get back at him!

Of course, deep down, I knew this wouldn’t magically fix our relationship. But I still held onto the faint hope that we might get along. To reflect that tiny wish, I chose lilacs to accompany the gift.

“Brother? I’ve prepared a present for you. Would you kindly accept it?”

“I have no interest in anything you give me, but I suppose there’s no harm in accepting it.”

Yes! He took it! If he didn’t, this whole plan would have been meaningless.

“For once, you actually have decent taste—”

Thud.

…Huh!? What just happened? Could it be that it worked too well?

“Brother!?”

There was a time when I regretted going too far.

But ever since he lost his memories, my brother-in-law has changed dramatically. Now, he showers me with endless compliments every single day. Gone are the days of being ignored or insulted.

I remember the time I accidentally spilled tea on his clothes—

“Don’t worry about it. It can be washed. And if the stain doesn’t come out, we can simply get a new one. That way, the economy keeps moving. Fiona, you even consider the well-being of our country’s citizens in your daily life. How admirable.”

Haha… Isn’t that hilarious? He treats me as sweetly as sugar.

At first, my feelings for my brother-in-law were purely those of sibling affection. But at some point, I began to feel a strange sense of unease.

I believe it was when I was around eight years old.

That day, my brother-in-law had accompanied Father to a social gathering. When he returned, he spoke highly of a certain young lady.

“Father, Baron Max’s daughter is a respectable young lady. Despite her adorable appearance, she possesses an impressive breadth of knowledge.”

A sharp prick—

What… was this feeling?

I didn’t want him to praise other young ladies. I didn’t want him to talk about them at all.

Back then, I was too young to understand what this swirling, murky emotion inside me truly was.

Time passed, and when I was twelve, I finally came to realize it—

It was when I met Lord Stefan.

He seemed to be acquainted with my brother-in-law, speaking with him in a friendly manner. He was quite striking in appearance, the kind of man who likely had no shortage of admirers.

Truthfully, I was flattered by his courtship. It was my first time experiencing such a thing, and I found myself feeling bashful. But beyond that, I felt nothing.

Then, after Lord Stefan departed, my brother-in-law said something to me—

“I will protect you for the rest of my life.”

Kyaaa! Kyaaa! Isn’t that a proposal!?

I’ll follow him for the rest of my life!

The happiness I felt when Lord Stefan courted me was nothing compared to this. If his affection ranked at a ten, then my brother-in-law’s easily surpassed a hundred!

At that moment, I finally understood—this warm, fluttering feeling, occasionally tinged with something dark and possessive, was love.

Of course, my answer could only be yes. Now, my brother-in-law belonged to me!

Even when we attended an audience with His Majesty, my brother-in-law asked me what kind of man I preferred, so I answered him clearly—

“Someone diligent in his studies, who trains every day, is considerate, and will protect me.”

That description fit him perfectly! He must be trying to embody my ideal type for my sake. But he doesn’t need to go to such lengths—he’s already wonderful just as he is!

On the carriage ride home, he even requested to sleep beside me. How bold!

When we were younger, we used to sleep together occasionally. But now, we were nearly adults. A man and a woman sharing a bed at this age…

Of course, I had no objections. After all, we were deeply in love. I was ready to devote everything to him.

I even made sure to welcome him in an especially lovely negligee, yet he didn’t make a move at all! My chest had grown considerably too, and yet—

How adorable! My innocent brother-in-law was clearly struggling with himself.

I look forward to next time.

And so, our love continues to flourish.