The Story Where I, the Strongest Mercenary, Was Reincarnated as a Bullied Introverted High School Student ~ When I Was Freely Enjoying My School Life, for Some Reason the Girls Around Me Started Glancing at Me~ - Chapter 17: Executing the Role of Big Brother

“Nice to meet you, Mother and Sister! I’m Charlotte Stanley! Um, I’m French… and Jinta-kun’s classmate! I’m inexperienced, but please treat me well!”

“…”

“…”

Char, who had been brought into the living room, bowed her head with a somewhat nervous expression for some reason. No matter how many times I saw her, she really was a beautiful girl who looked like she’d jumped straight out of an anime. And faced with such a girl, my mother and sister were obviously flustered.

“Uh, um… G-Guten Morgen! Y-your Japanese is very good!”

“Wh-what is this, a prank…? Is this a celebrity in disguise?”

My mother Sakura smiled while putting her hands together, looking a bit nervous. And that greeting was in German… she actually knew that well. My sister Ami was swinging her neatly styled short hair around frantically, looking for cameras.

“So, is it okay for Char to stay at our place?”

“Of course! I made dinner too, so please eat if you’d like!”

“What do you mean ‘I’ll give you cardboard so sleep in the park tonight’! Don’t you have any compassion!?”

Ami hugged Char’s body tightly and glared at me. She was the one trying to kick her out, what a complete flip-flop.

“Char-chan, you don’t have to listen to anything this sadistic loner says.”

“No, Jinta is less sadistic and more of an M.”

“M-Mom! I’m hungry! Let’s eat already!”

Since Char was about to say something outrageous, I cut off her words. My body was covered in bruises, so I’d completely be misunderstood as having those kinds of preferences.

“Yes, yes, I’ll get it ready right away. Char-chan, please wait too.”

Sakura warmed up the pot in the kitchen and began preparing dinner.

“Char-chan, your face is so small! Your skin is so white and you’re too cute!”

“I-I’m flattered… Ami-san is cute too, you know?”

“Kyaa! I love you!”

Ami clung to Char and rubbed her cheek against hers. Char was putting on her best behavior toward my family, acting like a well-mannered cat. It was probably for blending in, it turned out this girl could do surprisingly skillful things too.

“Char-chan, how did you end up getting to know someone like Jinta?”

Don’t talk about it like it was some kind of accident. Also, you’re younger than me, you know?

“Uh, um, well…”

Char, who seemed to have no plan, looked at me in confusion.

“…Games. You know that game I sometimes play called ‘Battlefield Royale’? That’s how we met.”

‘Battlefield Royale’, commonly called ‘Battle Royale’. It was a full-dive type game from Fushimi’s memories. Players would put on headsets and sleep, and their five senses would be completely linked so they could fight other people as mercenaries in realistic combat within the game… apparently.

Since this was a game where players matched up to fight each other, it wouldn’t be unnatural for me to meet Char through the game.

“Ah, that game where you shoot people. Jinta, I thought you quit because you were too weak.”

“I’ve been playing it a little again recently. That’s when I teamed up with Char.”

“That’s right! That’s when Jinta saved me! My life!”

Char went along with the story. The part about having her life saved wasn’t a lie. Hearing this story, Ami let out a big sigh.

“Hmm, so weren’t you disappointed? Since the real person turned out to be such a boring loner.”

“N-not at all! Jinta is… reliable.”

“Pfft, ahaha! Reliable, she says! Jinta, you better work hard!”

Ami slapped my shoulder repeatedly and laughed as if looking down on me. Naturally, it was mocking laughter, there was no way someone weak like me who got bullied could be reliable.

(Damn, this girl…)

There was one troublesome thing about me inhabiting Jinta’s body. Even though Ami looked down on me this much… I found this girl unbearably cute as a sister.

Because of Jinta, I had memories with Ami in my head that shouldn’t exist. So the mission of ‘executing the role of big brother’ was carved into my heart. A terrifying siscon, grudge indeed.

…Couldn’t be helped, Ami was Jinta’s keepsake.

If anything happened to this girl, I’d protect her with everything I had.