Want to Hear the Story of How I, a Mob Character, Got Attacked After Calling the NTR Heroine a ‘Damn Bitch’ in a NTR Erotic Game? - Chapter 33-34: If We Weren't Siblings, Right? Because—① & ②

(Mina’s Side)

I hated men…

…Because they looked at me with lustful eyes. I hated receiving those gazes, like they were aroused by the me reflected in their pupils.

Right now, I was essentially living alone with my big brother. Father was often away on business trips and rarely came home. Mother had been busy with work lately too, only coming home about once a month.

“Big brother”… huh? I’d grown used to saying it now.

Even though we didn’t share any blood. That’s right, I was a step-sister. I was my mother’s child from a previous marriage, and Shotaro-kun was my stepfather’s child.

When I was 1 year old, Shotaro-kun and I suddenly became siblings through our parents’ remarriage.

This fact—we never told Shotaro-kun, who was 3 years old at the time. And still haven’t.

No, it would be more accurate to say that I asked them not to tell him.

Shotaro-kun was an irreplaceable existence to me. As family, as a brother—and as a man.

I used to worry about not being blood-related to Shotaro-kun and my stepfather.

However, after I started to see him as a member of the opposite sex, I came to think it was good that we weren’t blood-related.

Even if we were legally siblings, we could marry if we were not blood-related. I went so far as to research this and confirm it was established in civil law.

In other words, legally speaking, a future where we married was possible.

Of course, that was just a “possibility”, and there was no guarantee such a future would actually happen.

No matter how much I cared for Shotaro-kun, to him I was probably just a sister.

That’s why—I couldn’t reveal that we were not blood-related. I begged our parents not to tell Shotaro-kun.

Because… if I forced these feelings on him and got rejected, I… wouldn’t be able to face him anymore.

It was different from just being rejected by someone you liked.

Rather than take that risk, I’d keep these feelings to myself.

That’s how I’d been living all this time.

“Mina! Are you listening, Mina?!”

“I’m listening… for the twelfth time now…”

I was seeing my brother off to his part-time job, but he wasn’t leaving the house. Well, I guess he was worried about me.

“Mom won’t be coming home for a while because of work, so I’m the only family member who can protect you. If anything happens… actually, even if it’s something trivial, contact your big brother right away!!”

“Yes, yes, I understand.”

“Good, if you understand then… I’m still worried!!”

“Geez, hurry up and go to work already. Besides, you can’t check messages during your shift, right?”

“I’ve already talked to the manager about that!”

“You really did, huh?”

My brother was so socially capable.

He’d always been this way, but after entering high school, he somehow became gloomy… Now in his second year of high school, he’d returned to his former bright self.

I loved my brother no matter what. As long as he paid attention to me, that was enough.

“Okay, one last thing! I’ll say it one more time! Try not to leave the house! If you see Tatsu, contact me immediately or scream! Okay?”

“Okay. See you later~”

I pushed my brother’s back, sending him off to work.

Once his back was finally out of sight, I went back inside.

It’s been two weeks since then. I hadn’t met that home-wrecker, probably thanks to my brother and Nanaka-san.

“Now then, what should I do today? I don’t have any remote work today… Oh, I know! I’ll make something elaborate.”

Maybe a beef stew with simmered beef tendon. My brother really liked that.

I started preparations right away. Looking in the refrigerator, I had all the ingredients.

As I was simmering the beef tendon in a pot, I suddenly remembered being alone with Nanaka-san at the family restaurant.

“Actually, we’re not blood-related siblings. In other words, I’m his step-sister. There’s nothing wrong with me liking Shotaro-kun. Whether we can become a couple is another matter.”

I’d said that boldly, feeling competitive. I didn’t regret it.

Rather…

“Today… maybe I’ll properly tell him…”

Having told Nanaka-san gave me the courage to tell my brother too.

We’re not blood-related. And I’m your step-sister and I like you—

Ding-dong

The doorbell. I turned off the stove and checked who it was through the intercom.

It looked like a delivery person. I saw their face… it wasn’t that home-wrecker. So I didn’t ignore it and went to the door.

“Coming!”

“Oh, hello, delivery service! Please sign here~”

“Sure, sure.”

Mom had ordered health supplements and my brother had said he’d ordered some manga online.

As I was looking at the paper attached to the cardboard box to see what had arrived—

Bzzt bzzt bzzt bzzt!!!!

“Ah?!”

Suddenly, pain shot through my stomach. The man was holding a stun gun.

The belief that you passed out when hit with a stun gun was a myth, and what often happened in dramas was a lie.

When hit with a proper stun gun, humans collapsed from the intense pain and electric shock to the nerves, making it impossible to use their strength. But consciousness didn’t fade.

He seemed to understand this. He pressed a handkerchief to my mouth as I collapsed.

“Ugh…”

Gradually, I became sleepy…

—Thud

“…Is this good enough, Tatsu-san?”

“Yeah. Let’s hurry and take her to the factory.”