I questioned the culprit about how things ended up like this.
I contacted my brother and had him change the flow of the ceremony. Originally, the bride and groom were supposed to enter next, but I asked him to have the guests’ greetings go first instead. Since my brother was the MC at the venue, we were speaking secretly through a communication device.
“I figured it would turn out like this, so it’s fine.”
“… Niisama?”
“Huh? You didn’t notice? I was the one who did my own voice.”
“Niisamaaaaa!?”
He just casually dropped a bomb! So he knew all along! And to think he himself appeared! No wonder it didn’t feel off!
“Oh, I didn’t know about the next episode preview. It seems Alphage knew, though. He did the voice acting, after all.”
Even our prince took part!! What the heck!! The future top two of Christia took part in this!?
“By the way, Aldin-sama was so bad at it that Alphage had to stand in for him. Maybe because he’s a sister-con, he did a great job.”
“For real?”
The future king participated but was rejected for poor performance. Is Christia going to be okay? Well, I don’t care about Aldin-sama. More importantly, I have something to protest!!
“Th-this is terrible, Niisama! On my wedding day, you didn’t have to drop me into the depths like this! I could cry, you know!? I’d win if I sued you!?”
“Sorry. It’s just that, even now, despite you being a married woman, there are still idiots sending me matchmaking proposals. I just really wanted to tell them, ‘My sister is not someone you people can handle, you idiots!’ with all my heart.”
“… Niisama?”
Those were still coming? Seriously?
“Thanks to your copy machine, things have gotten easier lately, but seriously, she’s married, you morons. I keep telling them to stop, but they still insist on meeting you. It’s annoying.”
“N-Niisama??”
“If it weren’t for me, the Destruction God Dirk would have gone on a rampage. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve wanted to just tell him and let him take care of it.”
Ughhh, brother’s stress must be off the charts. Apparently, the royals from other countries are the kind who can’t be brushed off easily. That’s harsh. It must have been tough. The anger in his voice while maintaining a fake smile on the surface is terrifying. Somehow, I feel like I can’t blame him. I have nothing but gratitude for Niisama, who has been protecting other countries from the Destruction God Dirk all this time.
“I-I love you, Niisama. Thank you.”
He may be scary when he’s angry, but I’m grateful for his kindness in handling things without letting me know. My brother may be a plant nerd and not have the best personality, but he’s kind to his family.
“You’re welcome. You’re an uncontrollable creature who’s long surpassed the stage of being just a tomboy, but you’re still my precious little sister.”
“That’s too harsh, but thank you! I love you too, Niisama. I’ll just have to wring Rinka out.”
“Oh, go ahead. That was definitely out for a public event with royalty present, so feel free to squeeze her dry. I’m counting on you.”
“I’ll wring her dry! Rabisha-chan!!”
“At your command, Ojousama. Also, I apologize. I was also a little biased. After all, isn’t our lady the best in the world?”
“Huh?”
“She’s the best. Not only did she save our house from ruin, she’s strong enough to save the world, adorable, kind, has a great figure, is smart, strong, full of elegance, just completely incredible!!”
“………………”
Who is that supposed to be? I’m just an ordinary girl. I might have cheat-level magic thanks to Rin, and my face and body might be nice, but my brains are average, and I’m not so overflowing with elegance.
“So, I wanted to brag to the world! To say, ‘Our lady is the best in the world!!’”
“… I get it. Rosarin deserves more recognition.”
I had no idea what they were talking about, but Niisama seemed to understand. I don’t get it. Don’t leave me out and get excited without me.
“… Rabisha-chan, bring Rinka here.”
“As you wish!”
Thanks to the fast-working Rabisha-chan, Rinka was delivered all tied up. The capable Rabisha-chan even captured the members of Fluffy Club. Rabisha-chan is amazing.
“Hey, Rinka, do you know why you were brought here?”
“No idea! I worked super hard, you know!?”
“Then, think about it for a second. On your precious wedding day, you asked a friend for a performance. And what you got was a reenactment of your black history. The quality was needlessly high. How would you feel?”
“I did a terrible thing! I sincerely apologize! I will accept any punishment!”
“Alright, no meat-and-potato stew for a year—”
“NOOO!? That’s too long! Please, at least one month… no, one week! A life without meat-and-potato stew is like miso soup without miso!”
“That’s just clear broth.”
At this point, even the definition of miso soup is crumbling. Just how much do you love meat-and-potato stew?
“Yeah, I messed up. I got too into the anime production and completely forgot that it was supposed to be for your celebration. I’m really sorry.”
“Same here. I didn’t think even for a second about how Rin would feel watching this. I just wanted to make something good… I totally lost sight of the goal.”
“To be honest, I was so focused on the story’s quality and the anime’s completion that I never considered how Rosarin would feel watching it… I’m seriously reflecting now. I’m sorry.”
It seems the members of Fluffy Club lost sight of their purpose for the sake of the means. Uwaaah! It’s hard to scold them when they apologize so honestly!!
“Rosarin-chan, I was wrong! I’ll do anything, so please forgive me!!”
“… To offset that Rosarin Impact, borrow the special footage of ‘Get your documents ready early☆’ from the Magic Academy and beg Niisama on your knees to let it play!!”
“Got it! With pleasure!!”
And so, thanks to the special footage of ‘Get your documents ready early☆’, the audience’s mood returned to normal.
What do you think about this chapter?
