“Haaam…”
The ash-colored hair bathed in moonlight shimmered with an odd hue.
Yuria, the older sister of Asha, the protagonist of the yawn, wiped her teary eyes as she crossed the hallway.
‘I’m tired.’
The nieces her runaway younger sibling had brought… no, dragged along were incredibly cute and pretty.
Though she had felt some resentment because her mother, Tria, boasted about them at every opportunity, seeing the squirming children right before her eyes made her lips soften uncontrollably.
However… staying up late to handle the work she couldn’t finish while playing with them was quite taxing.
‘But it was worth it.’
Children who called her aunt and hugged her!
It wasn’t that she had no complaints.
“When on earth do you plan to get married?”
“…Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”
“The family line must continue, mustn’t it?”
“Grandmother!”
“Oh my, yes!”
Yuria thanked the niece who diverted her mother’s attention and forced herself to turn her head away.
…It’s not that I’m not doing it because I don’t want to.
“Huu…”
She let out a deep sigh.
There’s no one who catches my eye, and how am I supposed to date in the midst of being busy?
Thanks to Asha running away from home, it seems she’s gained enough flexibility not to force an arranged marriage…
But that doesn’t mean she gives me the leisure for it.
What on earth does she want me to do?
At this rate, I’ll have to bring in some pushover noble and make him a live-in son-in-law.
‘…Can’t I just pass it on to one of our nieces?’
That would be perfect.
For her, who had been married off for work long ago, the idea of marrying someone after a free romance sounded a bit distant to begin with.
How many nobles even marry after a free romance anyway?
In that sense, she envied her younger sibling Asha.
‘…Should I have run away from home first?’
Nonsense.
She mocked herself. She wasn’t so naive as to not understand why her younger sibling, who had been oddly mature since childhood, ran away from home.
Rather, she felt sorry, truly sorry.
‘If I had paid more attention back then, would she not have left?’
Well.
If that were the case, she might not have been able to see the nieces she held in her arms just a moment ago.
It was a difficult problem.
After pondering for a while, Yuria shook her head.
Attaching ‘what if~’ to things that happened in the past didn’t seem very useful.
…Especially for things that can’t be experienced again.
If it were something to learn from the past, it would be different, but this issue… was already over and something she couldn’t do anything about unless she regressed or something.
Then, she recalled her younger sibling Asha getting off the carriage.
‘…Honestly, I can’t believe it.’
Though she acted nonchalant, she couldn’t believe that the person was her younger sibling, whom she had seen in childhood and hadn’t seen for a long time.
She knew it in her head because she had heard, but her heart strangely raced.
Where did she sell off her ash-colored hair, and why did she have that cotton candy-like hair that’s popular in Jedo these days?
Her height was shorter than hers, and if the children grew just a little more, looking only at her face, she could be mistaken for a peer rather than a mother.
So enviable~!
Yuria sighed as she rubbed her stiff shoulders.
‘Maybe I should have learned Alchemy too…’
If I had, maybe I would have changed genders like Asha and rejuvenated?
She giggled, thinking a thought that would have made her mother Tria sigh deeply if she heard it.
Then.
A strange sound began to reach her ears.
What kind of sound is this?
Blinking her eyes, she slowly walked toward the source of the sound.
Then, she saw the room her younger sibling used in childhood. The sound was coming from there.
No way.
Yuria gulped and pressed her ear against the door. Soon, a sweet and seemingly pleasurable moan reached her ears.
…I did tell them to have a good time.
She felt her face heating up.
For her, who had never even held a man’s hand, let alone dated—only shaking hands with retainers and remembering holding the hand of a still-small Asha in childhood—this was extremely stimulating.
Wow… my goodness.
While I was holed up in the office wrestling with documents, you…
It was the duty of the eldest, and receiving attention for it was natural, but…
…I couldn’t help feeling sulky.
Couldn’t you have stayed home and helped your older sister a bit?
It’s not like our family is so bad that you’d be sold off, so couldn’t you have endured a little longer?
Even so, all I could see was a future of sharing my workload and suffering together, but they say suffering shared is halved.
Wouldn’t that be better than now?
At least, it seemed so to Yuria.
‘…Does it feel that good?’
Swallowing her saliva, Yuria carefully invoked mana.
It wasn’t much. She intended to cast a very simple spell.
The mana gathered under her guidance seeped into the room.
Soon, she took out a mirror from her bosom. Before long, the scene inside the room began to appear in the mirror.
…Yuria’s face, looking at the mirror, turned indescribably red.
“Wh-what is this…”
Well, I had heard a bit.
That Asha gave birth to most of those cute nieces.
At first, I thought it was nonsense, but seeing the scene before my eyes now, I understood in an instant.
“…”
Gulp.
In the mirror, Asha was seen with Claudia, a Beastfolk, and the young lady of the Kaltsuga family, whose face she knew, doing that kind of thing with Asha sandwiched between them.
On their lower bodies… hung impressive male members. Asha, receiving them, seemed accustomed to it already, crying out with a pleasurable-looking face.
Only then did the stories about ‘that pill’ popular in Jedo come to Yuria’s mind.
She, who was holed up in the territory only working, had laughed, thinking it was nonsense.
But it seemed to be true after all.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Claudia, the Beastfolk, probably was like that originally, but the young lady of the Kaltsuga family fidgeting was clearly because of that.
Each time the large rod went in and out of Asha’s body, lewd moans burst from Asha’s mouth.
“Wow… uu, ah…”
Yuria flustered as she took in the sight.
Clearly, watching her younger sibling’s personal relations was impolite.
But for some reason, she couldn’t look away.
Uut…!
Haaut…!
Ah, if you’re going to do it, at least do it qu-quietly.
Grumbling like that, Yuria cast a spell around the room where the three were.
…It would be sad if they got interrupted and stopped.
Her gaze, as she cast the spell, remained fixed on the mirror.
Wow… uwaa… th-that goes all the way into the mouth? My goodness, her belly looks a bit bulging…
Doesn’t it hurt if you bite it like that?
B-both holes…?
Oh, mother…
While inwardly making all sorts of fuss, Yuria couldn’t tear her eyes away from the mirror.
Unaware that she was rubbing her thighs together.
…She blankly watched the scene from the hallway until the heat of the three subsided.
“Huh…?”
Seeing the three panting on the bed, Yuria.
With a strange feeling that she might have made eye contact with Asha.
Headed to the bathroom.
To wash her body drenched in sweat.
“Uuu…”
Yuria woke up drenched in sweat.
Then she covered her face with both hands.
The dream she had just moments ago still vividly came to mind.
This is all because I saw something strange last night.
I’m going crazy… really.
She pulled the cord to call a servant. Though they seemed slightly surprised at her unusually disheveled appearance, they weren’t immature enough to gossip about it, so they silently brought her washing water.
“…Thank you. Ah, and for breakfast… I want to eat separately, so could you prepare it?”
“As you wish, young lady.”
“Yes.”
Usually, dreams tend to fade upon waking.
Why is it?
Yuria felt like she was going crazy as the afterimage of the dream just moments ago surfaced in her mind.
A dream of penetrating someone deeply with a rod she didn’t have.
…She didn’t want to recall who the subject was any further.
‘…’
What kind of thing is this at my age?
Is this sexual frustration? Something I’ve never thought about until now.
If I had never known, it would be one thing, but once I became aware of it, it bothered me immensely.
Maybe it was the curiosity of a mage manifesting in a strange direction.
The afterimage of the dream seemed to grow clearer and clearer.
Forcing herself to shake her head, Yuria picked at the breakfast the servant brought and then sent it back.
Somehow, even food doesn’t go down well.
“…Should I rest?”
Still, since I handled urgent matters expecting my younger sibling and nieces to come, taking a little break shouldn’t be a big deal.
Then.
Knock knock.
“…Come in.”
I said I wanted to be alone… who is it? Did something urgent happen?
Thinking that, as Yuria raised her head.
She saw Asha, who was somehow narrowing her eyes.
The afterimage of the dream and the scene she saw last night overlapped in Yuria’s mind.
…Huh, after doing all that yesterday, you’re f-fine?
Her face turned as red as a ripe apple.
“Older sister?”
“Uh, uung…”
Asha, who had been opening her eyes drowsily, approached with a worried face as Yuria blushed.
“Are you sick?”
“No… it’s not that.”
“Then it’s fine.”
How dare you speak to your heavenly older sister like that!
She wanted to say it playfully like that, but the dream and the reflected image in the mirror kept surfacing, making her unable to raise her head.
Tilting her head, Asha brought up the reason for her visit.
“Older sister, teach me some magic.”
“What? S-suddenly?”
“Yeah. Just… I’ve pretty much mastered Alchemy, I guess… coming back home, I’ve become a bit interested in magic too.”
…How annoying.
Yuria felt her head cooling down a bit.
But she had to blush again at Asha’s following words.
“Older sister, you peeked into my room yesterday, right?”
“Wh-what!?”
“…You did see.”
Unable to say anything, she bowed her head deeply.
That was her younger sibling. Despite running away to do Alchemy, her talent was exceptional.
…She probably guessed by roughly sensing the flow of mana or something.
‘I want to die. Just.’
Asha, watching Yuria clutching her face, giggled and asked.
“If you teach me magic, I’ll pretend it never happened. Ah, it’s fine even if it’s just while I’m here.”
“…Alright.”
“Thank you, older sister.”
“But.”
Yuria impulsively opened her mouth and spoke.
Asha’s face changed bizarrely.
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