I Was Reincarnated as the Most Wicked Aristocrat Who Rules Over the Kingdom’s Darkness in an R-18 Eroge, but I Don’t Like Abnormal Situations, so I Tried to Live a Normal and Peaceful Life, but I’m Somehow in the Same Situation as the Original Scenario - Chapter 3 - Teaching My Little Sister a Lesson

Chapter 3 – Teaching My Little Sister a Lesson

“””——?!!”””

Father, Mother, and my sister.

While all three looked at each other in shock, I slapped my slightly scorched clothes and said,

“I’ll tell you in advance. All of your attacks are now meaningless.”

This wasn’t a bluff or anything.

It was an undeniable fact.

I had two supernatural powers.

The first was… Adaptation.

It allowed me to adapt to and neutralize any power.

Once this ability is activated, any attack I see or experience will never work on me again.

To prove it…

“A-Ancient Flare!”

This time I was hit without using any defensive measures, but it didn’t affect me at all.

After the spell’s effect wore off and the crimson flames disappeared…

“Fireball.”

Lumiere tried to deflect the attack with one hand, just like before. I guess she was still on guard.

“Ahh…!?”

To get straight to the point, the fireball disappeared at Lumiere’s hand.

However, because of that——

She ended up experiencing pain.

“Arggh, m-my arm…?!”

It’s obvious.

If you use your bare arm against a mass of super-heat coming at you at considerable speed, even if you manage to extinguish it, you’ll still take a lot of damage.

Right now, Lumiere’s arm was charred black.

“Aahhh, ggrhh…!”

My sister was in so much pain that she was in tears.

That state was also due to the power of adaptation.

One of the two supernatural powers that resides within my body is the effect of adaptation, and it’s not just for defense.

If my attack hits directly, the other party’s defensive magic is significantly weakened at the first attack stage.

And so Lumiere, who tried to fend off the second attack with her hand, suffered severe burns.

However…

The effects of the adaptation don’t end with the first hit.

If anyone were to receive a second hit, they would be unable to use any magic without my permission.

“Fireball.”

After all that, even Lumiere’s ability to sense danger must have kicked in.

She knew she would have to avoid my attack. But even so, she can no longer cast magic without my permission.

So she can’t dodge it reflexively by strengthening her body, nor can she counter it with attack magic.

“——?!!”

Fireballs are low-level magic.

But let’s say that a sphere of super-heat of several hundred degrees compressed into a sphere is flying towards you at a speed of about 150 kilometers per hour.

If you were hit by it without any defensive measures, no matter if it’s low-level or not, it would cause extensive damage to your body.

“Ahh——Aarghhhh!”

First, Lumiere was blown away by the impact, and then her entire body caught fire.

In an instant, she was turned into an engulfing fire, and could no longer even scream properly.

“Ahh… Aaah… Aaah…”

Her pained cries, though faint, were surely a result of the unbearable torment she was enduring.

Under normal circumstances, she could have extinguished the flames with magic, but now all magic was sealed away from her.

And so, all Lumiere can do is roll on the ground, writhing in agony.

In the original story, Alvart laughed at this scene and hurled every insult at his sister.

Lumiere would then be reduced to a charred corpse in a gruesome end.

“Splash“

I showered her with water magic, putting down the scorching heat that was threatening to burn my sister’s entire body.

I have no intention of following Alvart’s life.

I’ve fully vented my frustration up until now. And that’s enough.

I won’t take a life.

I’m sure Lumiere will learn her lesson and stop messing around with me… And if she does it again, I’ll make her understand as many times as it takes.

“Mother.”

“Eeh…!?”

“Please treat Lumiere. You’re good at healing magic, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes. I-immediately…”

She must have been very afraid of me, as she acted like a servant.

And while Mother was healing her sister, Father came over.

“Please forgive my rudeness.”

For some reason, not only did he apologize in a disgustingly polite manner, he knelt down to me, despite the fact that he had treated me like trash up until then.

…He must have noticed my power.

Because of that, I wanted to appease him.

In fact, he did the same thing in the original story.

In response, Alvart voiced a wish.

I decided to follow suit halfway.

“If you are truly regretful, I have one request.”

“…Yes, whatever that is.”

In the original, Alvart had said, “Go to hell,” before using his second ability to destroy his father’s mind, condemning him to an eternity of torment.

But of course, I have no intention of wishing for such a thing.

“Fulfill your promise. Don’t pretend you’ve forgotten.”

“…Transfer to the academy, right?”

“Yes.”

“…Leave it to me. I’ll deal with it as soon as possible.”

He was completely scared.

At this point, there was no way he would backtrack on his words.

“That’s all for now. I’ll go to my room. Goodnight, Father.”

After leaving that comment, I quickly walked away.

For the time being, the matter was settled.

I had somehow managed to prevent a return to my hikikomori life.

The academy is not something I was particularly interested in, but spending my childhood holed up in a mansion without doing anything was far from the ordinary life I wanted.

“With this… I can live a normal childhood…”

On my way back to my room, I thought about my future.

“I don’t want to experience the kind of soul-crushing disappointment that consumes you. But I also have no need for overwhelming happiness. What I seek is, yes…a quiet, peaceful life.”

If I wanted to, I could take over the school.

But I have no intention of playing out such a scenario.

I would abandon being the protagonist and turn myself into a mob character.

I would avoid having anything to do with the heroines as much as possible.

I would also avoid that person who would probably end up killing me.

I will use all my strength to achieve the peace I long for.

And thus…

The life of Alvart Zesphilia, the protagonist of an R-18 rape-themed eroge, came to an end——

——And the start of his ordinary life had truly begun.

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T/N: Dem cheats!