"So I guess you already have a lot of suitors waiting for you, right, imouto-san?" I asked her in a slightly sarcastic tone while a slight smile rose to the edges of my lips. I found the idea quite funny. My imouto, an annoying and whimsical girl who is unexpectedly very popular with the boys. But to be honest, I'm not surprised, since I think the character of my imouto is the least of those kids' worries. Surely, what those young people must see in my imouto are the two lumps in front of her. I'm sure those bastards must have drooled and had a lot of wet dreams imagining those two melons in my imouto.
Although, anyway, by doing that on the side. I still think it would be weird if Angelica wasn't popular considering that her slim, small figure makes her look incredibly adorable and cute.
While I feel a bit of a laugh when imagining the scene, Angie, who saw me smile, frowned. Oh, I don't seem to be showing the reaction she expected. Her cheeks swelled, and Angie’s pretty hands clenched from her anger. Come on, Angie, what were you expecting from your Onii-sama? Did you expect me to be jealous or something?
“Oni-sama, what are you laughing at?!” Objection, Angie, in anger. “Ah! You don’t believe me?! Is that it?! Onii-sama does not believe me, right?!”
“No, imouto. I believe you, and very much so.” I answered without giving much thought to the matter and continued to walk down the hall.
Although unfortunately Angie seems to have taken my answer as something sarcastic, as if I'm mocking her. Because of this, the redness on her face increased and it didn't take a second to start protesting in an annoying way.
“I’m serious! Onii-sama, I’m serious! Believe it or not, I’m very popular with the young nobles in town!” Bellowed Angie while making sure to emphasize ‘I’m very popular with young people’ as if she wanted to make me angry. The idiot even inflated her breasts as if she were proud of it and showed me an annoying triumphant smile.
Oi, imouto-san. Are you trying to make fun of your big brother because you’re more popular? ... What is this aggression coming from, imouto? You’ll make your Onii-sama angry, you know?
Just by seeing that look Angie is giving me now, she made me smack my lips internally and made me annoyed.
But as if she wasn't satisfied, this idiot continued:
“Even for your information, Onii-sama. In recent months, several young nobles from other houses and families of great prestige in the city, have been coming to the mansion to get close to me and try to conquer me.” Said Angie as she haughtily lifted her chin and added. “Surprised, Onii-sama? Are you surprised at how popular your dear imouto is?”
"Ooh~ Yeah, I'm surprised." I let out a voice of astonishment somewhat acted and feigned.
"Even among the young people who have come to the mansion to try to talk or chat with me, there is also the young master Derric who is very popular in the city." Angie laughed and as she looked at me mischievously, she asked me. "How about it, Onii-sama? What do you think? Now if you are afraid of ending up losing your dear imouto?"
With what Derric, huh...?
I think I heard this name before, but I don't quite remember who this guy is. Without realizing it, I rubbed my chin as I pondered where I heard that name. But then, I realized that while I was reflecting, Angie somehow started to get a little nervous and restless.
Hmm? Angie?
“By any chance, Angie. What family does this guy Derric come from? What is his last name?”
“Huh!? ... Last name, you say? H-His last name is…” Angie stuttered, and I noticed how her eyes seemed to be a little chaotic looking everywhere.
“…”
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