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I slammed my head against the ground, consumed by arrogance.

Suddenly, Vivian—why now?!

Could it be that Solar told her to come here?

No way, is Solar really trying to kill me??

Did she get so angry because I teased her to lighten the mood a bit?

I remember.

The resentment in Vivian after being expelled from the Academy.

After being completely engulfed in dark magic and annihilating the members of the Go family, claiming that this was true power, she went mad attacking the protagonist’s group. She melted away before my eyes.

And then, feeling a sense of dread towards Vivian as she laughed and spoke about the past, the protagonist helping her became Vivian’s main story.

Unable to forget the childhood memories of love she once received, Vivian longed to be loved again.

Her mother, father, even the servants all loved Vivian, but she desired the affection of Han, who cherished her the most in the closest proximity.

Continuously rejected, abandoned even by her family, Vivian was driven into darkness by Han’s evil, her eyes turning crazed.

I remember Vivian, who had gone insane, preserving the core of the demonized Han as a necklace and wearing it around her neck.

Surely, while drinking alone, didn’t she say, “Hehe, Uncle, the weather is quite nice today,”..?

Seeing that, Vivian’s fan club members shouting that the author really knows how to write a story, and me contemplating whether I should write a guide on conquering Vivian, it was inevitable.

Those guys were truly insane..

If the conquest fails, the protagonist will melt and be attached next to Han’s core to be worn as a necklace together?!

How does that even make sense, you crazy people!!!!

Anyway, witnessing all of that, I now find myself sweating cold sweat and banging my head.

Is it okay since the incident hasn’t happened yet?

Damn it!!!! This game is not that kind of game!!

This game is one where a lot changes with just one small choice from the past and one event!

Therefore, Vivian’s madness might have already begun.

No, I am half-suspecting it.

Perhaps the gaze looking down on me right now is also contemplating how to melt me!!

Of course, if we fight, I could win by sacrificing an arm and two legs, but it’s better to resolve things peacefully whenever possible.

Vivian, who looked deeply at Han’s desperate back, couldn’t say a word.

“Sorry”?

From Uncle?

Speaking so affectionately like that?

Vivian seemed like she was about to burst into tears.

Young Vivian knew she was different from others.

The white and yellow lights that surrounded her from birth.

Laughing gleefully at those lights that mesmerized her eyes, Vivian realized that others couldn’t see them.

As much as she loved her family, Vivian was intelligent.

Han, who looked at her lovingly.

Even when swinging his sword fiercely enough to collapse in the training field, he would smile warmly at her.

Reducing sleep time to study, when he looked at her, he would ask for warm cocoa in the kitchen.

If that different kind of love, separate from her parents’, acknowledged her talents, perhaps something would change, her instincts whispered.

Hide it.

Your talent

Your wisdom

Your thoughts

If you want to continue receiving love from him,

Hide everything.

Following that instinct, young Vivian concealed herself behind the mask of a child.

But secrets are hard to keep hidden and easy to reveal

Eventually, because Vivian was still a child, everything was exposed.

When she wielded the sword following her father, he brightened.

When she absorbed knowledge following her mother, she was intrigued.

The day she swung the sword so fiercely that blood burst from her palm, Vivian even revealed her brilliant sacred aura.

The only thing Vivian could hide was her abnormal desire for affection, concealed behind the mask of a child.

As usual, Vivian went to find Han.

Although she sensed someone inside the room, there was no response.

Vivian waited for Han at the training field where he usually ran every day.

Night fell, but Han did not show up in the training field until her father carried him to the room.

Vihaan headed towards the room where Bibi was studying.

All that remained there were books that had turned into a form of torture.

Bibi grew increasingly anxious.

Unable to bear it any longer due to the affectionate gaze and sweet touch she had once experienced, Bibi rushed towards Vihaan who was wielding a whip with dead eyes.

“Brother!”

“…”

However, what she saw was not her radiant brother but someone who had lost their light.

“Who… are you, my brother!!!!”

It was the faded Vihaan.

Although Vihaan’s words of denial pierced Bibi’s heart, making her shed tears internally, she couldn’t deny that it was indeed Vihaan.

Shaken by the immense shock, Bibi pondered on how to retrieve the past Vihaan.

Why is my brother… acting this way towards me?

He used to love and cherish me more than anyone else.

Why now?

Even though our hair and eye colors are different, he said we’re family.

He told me I’m his sister without needing a closer look, even from afar.

As her crumbling mind searched for answers, Bibi’s sharp intellect found one.

Ah, I see.

It’s not that my brother has changed; it’s me who has changed?

With that keen insight, Bibi smiled broadly and spoke.

I can go back to that time again!

“I don’t need this sanctity or talent. So…”

As Bibi spoke, the flower that had bloomed on her face gradually withered.

Seeing Vihaan’s altered state, Bibi, still inexperienced, didn’t realize that it was the expression of someone whose world had crumbled.

To give up everything she had longed for throughout her life so easily?

What about me?

Was everything I yearned and fought for in vain?

That day, Vihaan struck Bibi’s cheek expressionlessly, and due to her enraged parents, Vihaan and Bibi never met again.

Since then, receiving limited love in Miriam’s embrace, Bibi dreamed of the day when she would reunite with her brother.

I will find my brother.

Even though my foolishness ruined my relationship with him, as my mother always said, blood is thicker than water.

Our bond won’t easily break.

Endlessly waiting, Bibi rejoiced when the opportunity finally arrived.

Let’s calm down, truly.

Bibi couldn’t afford to miss this hard-earned chance.

If I make another mistake and let this opportunity slip away, I won’t be able to bear it anymore.

Despite being loved by the goddess and her parents, it wasn’t enough.

Bibi analyzed herself with a self-deprecating mind.

Vihaan’s desperate expression.

Her trembling body.

The sincerity in his voice.

Her brother had returned.

But she didn’t know.

She might make another mistake and drift further from him.

Struggling to contain her joy and happiness, Bibi managed to compose herself.

This expression isn’t right, Bibi.

You should show a pitiful side, make him want to stay by your side.

Stimulating guilt is the most effective way now.

“It’s, it’s okay, Brother.”

Conceal it.

My feelings, my thoughts, everything.

All that remains is the self as a beloved younger sibling.

This time, she wouldn’t fail.

Having read and experienced much more than before, the enlightened Bibi had grown.

“…We, we are a family now, right, Brother?”

This time, she wouldn’t get caught.

We will forever be a loving family.

Isn’t that right, Brother?

…

Thank goodness..!!

Perhaps due to her young age, Bibi seemed unscathed.

Although a bit timid and stuttering with frequent face-covering.

“Oh, um… can I call you… O-Orabuni?”

“O-Of course! If it’s not Vivian, who else would call me Orabuni?”

If anyone disagrees, tell me!

“Well, she told me not to call her that because she’s different from before, in terms of hair and eye color…”

“…..”

Was it me..?

Vivian, what did you do in the past?

“Now you can call me Vivian freely…”

Contrary to the in-game Vivian, why would you treat this cute little creature, trembling like a rabbit, like that?

Wait, did Vivian endure such treatment and then turn you into a nuclear weapon, carrying you around?!

No, now is not the time for such thoughts.

Believing that every child should be protected and loved, I raised my hand to pat Vivian’s head.

-Twitch

I was shocked by Vivian’s trembling in my hand.

Bihan… Did you… hit her often?

I heard about slapping her cheek, but I didn’t know it escalated to this level of violence.

Seeing Vivian cowering, I was struck hard in my conscience and fell.

“Oh, Orabuni?!”

Even though I scorned the fanatics at the Vivian-exclusive cafe for calling her a mentally ill saint, she was a character I cherished…!

To think I had to be cautious with a character I’ve played thousands of times…!

Feeling sorry and guilty as I watched Vivian climb onto the bed, I closed my eyes.

I’m sorry, Vivian… I’ll do better from now on..!

“P-Priest!!”

…

After reassuring Vivian that we were both fine without calling the priest, I fed her snacks until her cheeks almost burst, smiling at the joy of raising a child. Just then, someone knocked on the door.

-Knock knock

“So, about that time…”

“Um… just a moment, Vivian? Please come in.”

As I stopped petting Vivian’s head and invited them in, Vivian’s expression twisted, probably a misunderstanding.

Still pondering my narrow-mindedness while thinking of the in-game Vivian, I frowned upon reading the letter brought by the servant.

“Oh, Orabuni, w-what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing to worry about, Vivian.”

The noble family name written in the elegant letter.

[Dullieo]

The shield of the southern plains guarding the Great Grasslands to the south.

A family that politely protested before destroying me for my immense rudeness.

My fiancée and the 1-tier tank heroine’s family from the main story, where ‘newbies must shut up and recruit.’

It was an invitation from there.

Ah, that son of a bitch, Bihan.

The shit he scattered around was truly fantastic.