The Prohibited Isekai Life of a Certain Transmigrating Brother and Sister

"... hey, why are you staring at me just now?

"Nothing, I wasn't staring..."

Pointing that out, Richt missed his gaze as he dyed his cheeks and rushed.

Me and Richt are sitting across the street in the train box seat right now. After a month of unrest and successfully graduating from school, we decided to travel to the town of Reeve to hide in the clouds as planned.

Richt thought he didn't need to take the train to me because he could use metastatic magic, but he said, "I'm worried about leaving you alone. Besides, the master's orders are absolute, right? I said," I don't ask, so I ended up following you. It's still overprotective......

Incidentally, metastasis magic [metastasis] is a convenient magic that allows users to travel instantly to places they have visited in the past.

However, this magic can only be used by special people with high powers, like Richter, and cannot be transferred with others. So most people have to use trains, carriages and other vehicles to get around.

Unlike the world where it was, trains in this world are running on steam engines. Apparently, steam engines have developed remarkably with magic.

Although the civilization level is somewhat inferior to when I was on Earth, I like this worldview, which feels somewhat retro.

So I think it would be nice to travel on these trains. Now it would be great if the purpose wasn't 'to hide in the country'......

"Lying. I was definitely looking at you in a hurry."

"Well, that's... you shouldn't because Ceres is too cute"

As he stepped out and stuffed himself close to his face, he blushed more and more and turned away.

"... you ciscon"

I groan so small that I sit back in my chair with a deep sigh.

Symmetrically with me trying to stay away from my brother as much as possible in my second life, Richter became even more overprotective than in my previous life, and I began to stick around from day to day.

"Hey, I've been wondering..." Cute, "you mean your face?

It didn't just start now that he loves me by saying 'cute'. That's what I've been doing since my last life.

"Of course, I think your face is cute... but that's not all. A little trick, an atmosphere... for me, I find everything about you the cutest thing in the world"

"Oh well... thanks.... Well, what do you say yourself, but in this world it feels like you've swung all the parameters into your appearance. Whatever the contents, she looks like a beautiful blonde with blue eyes."

... instead of without magic. Do you think heaven will not give you two things? No, my brother in front of me was given both three and four, instead of two. What the hell is that? This difference......

"My face was cute enough in my last life."

"Huh? Well...?

"Oh. And... don't despise yourself too much. Even if you can't use magic, you have more charm than that. So be confident."

That's what Richt said and encouraged me, he stroked my head with a gentle smile.

"Yeah...... Thanks."

"... I'm so attracted to that evidence..."

Once again I wonder Richt whispering to himself with Bosoboso, peeking into his face.

"... Did I say something?

"No... nothing"

Richt replied so, looking out the window with his cheek cane on. Its side of the gaze at the distance is a calm look that is no different than usual.

But I wonder why. It looked sad somewhere.

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The long train journey ended and we gradually arrived in the town of Reeve.

Looking around, there was a lush countryside that had never been seen in the Wang capital. The air is delicious and it's a long, idle place.

Sure, illness is going to get better if you tranquilize in places like this.... Well, it's actually just a cover-up.

"Fine, that's a good place. Has Richter been here before?

"Oh, just once when I was little"

Though the villa, he hasn't even come here very often because he doesn't have any particular use for it. Previously, having barely exited the vicinity of Wang Du, I did not even know the existence of a villa in this town. Richt is my oldest son, and I need to know about the villa. That's why they must have brought you here.

With that in mind, Richt, who was walking away earlier, looked back at this one and called out, "It's time to go".

I hastily followed him as he pulled the trunk case away, as he was no match for leaving me.

"Nevertheless - this' contract ring 'is beautiful. You don't look like a ring for a slave contract."

With my right hand raised high as I walked down the road, I stared seriously at the gold ring on my pharmacopoeia.

It was shortly after I graduated from school that I made a bond of servitude with Richt. This ring was handed out by the Institute of Magic at that time.

This ring has features that look beautiful but are actually scary. Because if you betray or try to escape a master who made a contract, the magic of relentlessly detaining a slave on the spot seems to be activated.

I mean, if you work the thought to the detriment of the master at all, that's all you're out of.

"Really?

"Yeah. It's the same design as someone who's going to be a master... you're like a wedding ring"

When I said that, Richt frightened his shoulders to react to the words.

"I really wanted to give you a decent ring, not one like that."

"Is that a pairing...? No, no, no! To the boulder, my sister and brother, that would be weird!

Returning it, Richt pointed his mouth dissatisfied and turned out, walking ahead alone.

Ah... did I persevere?

So I remembered...... he wanted to wear pairings even in his previous life. When I said, "It's weird to go that far because I'm a good twin, and I don't like it because I'm embarrassed," I knew I was still grumpy then.

"Sorry, angry...?

"Nothing. I'm not mad."

"No, you're angry"

"That's not true"

"I wonder"

As we continued down the road with such an exchange, we eventually saw a small high hill ahead of us. On that hill, a small brick mansion sits secluded. Is that the example villa?

"Finally arrived."

Richt looked back at this one as he regained a bit of his mood.

There are many beautiful blue roses blooming around the hall. I looked around once at the exterior of the hall and then looked at the view of the town from the top of the hill. As soon as I did, I accidentally said, "Wow!" and the exclamation leaks.

"The view is good, and the information, the hiding may not be bad"

"... good if you liked it"

Richt smiled back at me with his eyes narrowed, making me laugh satisfactorily.

"Is someone taking care of this rose?

"I hear the gardener we used to hire before we were born is now retired and spending the rest of his life in this town... you heard the guy comes here sometimes and takes care of it. Looks like he's cleaning the mansion, too, so it's beautiful inside."

Richt says the former gardener is also Lian.

Strangely enough, symptoms of ferocity cease to appear in Lian over sixty. It is generally said that it is also around sixty years old that the decay of magic begins, so although it seems to have something to do with that, I do not know the details.

That's why it was explained that many people leave their masters, who have served for years, or leave quarantine facilities to spend the rest of their lives in ordinary towns and villages.

"It is. Blue roses were said to be difficult to produce long things on Earth, weren't they? By the time we were born, it seemed we had already succeeded in our development."

Why do you know this, because I had a florist friend in my previous life. My friends' house was run by my parents and they used to give me beautiful flowers for my birthday.

"Right. Blue roses on Earth are, technically speaking, close to purple... but thanks to the power of magic, it seems that bright blue roses have existed for a long time in this world."

"Yeah. That's strange."

The fact that magic was not feasible on a planet where it did not exist is also feasible in this world where magic exists. Considering that, it makes me realize that you really reincarnated into another world.

"Blue rose flower words, you know?

"What is it?

"When the blue rose had not yet been born, it had only been worded with the negative image 'impossible'. However, after the varietal improvement, the researchers finally succeeded in developing the blue rose. From then on, they're familiar with the rose enthusiasts along with the flower word 'dream come true'"

"Well... I knew Richter was an expert."

"I just know the miscellaneous stuff for nothing. And I like these flower words. I thought," If you don't give up, one day you might make your wish come true, "so I can be brave."

"Oh well... does Richt have dreams he wants to fulfill?

When I asked him that, he took a glimpse of my face for a moment and kept talking.

"... oh. I have dreams I've always wanted to fulfill since my last life. But... to fulfill that dream, no matter how hard I tried, no matter how hard I wished, there was an obstacle I couldn't help myself with. It was really hard to make it happen. It was hard and painful, and I couldn't help it... and I tried to give up again and again. But I couldn't give up. So I'm desperately scratching algae in this world and trying to make that dream come true again. I think I'm dressed badly, but I don't think so..."

And when Richt looked up to heaven in pieces, he closed his eyes as they were. Maybe he's putting his thoughts on "The Dream I Want to Come True". What the hell kind of dream is that you can't give up when you're reincarnated into another world...?

If you're as competent as he is, you don't seem to have anything you can't get. Besides, what more do you want when you have been born with such magic that it is not an exaggeration to say cheat?

Staring at Richter's face with that in mind, his gaze hit him with an open eye. That's kind of embarrassing and distracting. It might have seemed a little weird to me.

"Well... I don't think you look bad at all. I think it's amazing how hard you try to make your dreams come true."

When I said that, Richt opened his eyes in surprise, but immediately smiled and returned "Thank you".

Though I've always felt since the day my memories of my previous life came back to life - I feel like I've forgotten something serious about him. And yet, I can't really remember. I wonder why the hell?

After all, does it have anything to do with my missing memory of the day I died...?