The Prohibited Isekai Life of a Certain Transmigrating Brother and Sister

... Oh, it's morning. I have to wake up.

I woke up noticing the soft sunlight leaking out of the gap in the curtain. I walked out of bed to the front of the mirror table to draw my heavy body. Then sit in front of the antique mirror table and check the mirror as you feel depressed.

When I looked at my neck, "Ha..." I leaked a deep sigh. There is a red mole just around the base of the neck. It's a mole that Richter made last night when he mouthed it here.

A month has passed since I was locked in this room.

These days Richter leaves a 'mark' on my body when he says it's like he owns it. Because of this, I have many red moles scattered around my neck and chest.

My master is Richter, so I may not be wrong about the expression possessions, but if I don't wear clothes covering my neck, the place will become quite noticeable in the place alone.

Well, I can't go outside anyway, so I don't need to worry about people...

When I was kissed on the chest, I was in a hurry for boulders.

But keep it that way. Richt still doesn't demand anything more.

Is it the only remaining conscience, or is it because you have any ideas? Ning Ro, maybe I should be happy because that's all I have to do.

But... that's why I'm scared. He really doesn't know what he's thinking right now. I don't know what to do.

In the end, I've only ever figured out about my brother. Because this is the first time I've been stuck with that reality.

So far, although I've seen too many words and deeds... I thought that was only because you care about me as your sister.

But it wasn't, actually. He loved me as much as he thought, crazy (...) and (...). How foolish of me not to even realize that.

That's what I thought, and when I was about to be crushed by regret, I heard knocking on the door from the rear.

"Excuse me. You're awake, aren't you?"

After I said "go ahead," it was a beauty in maid clothes with long bright red hair and dark green eyes who walked right into the room.

She is a servant of Richt's new covenant. With the name Almel, my age is twenty years a little older than mine.

I guess Richt thought he needed manpower for the boulders during the day because he's away.

That's why she's been my caregiver for a while. It seems to explain to Almel a lot of the reasons I've been hiding. "Is it okay to tell an outsider such a secret?" At first I wondered, "basically slaves can't betray their masters as long as they have a contract ring, and if they cancel a contract, they can use advanced magic to erase memories they've had with their masters before, so they don't have to worry about anything around it.

It's the first time I've ever heard of the existence of amazing magic capable of erasing memories, and I was very surprised, but at the same time I thought I was scared.

By the way, they say my relationship with Richt is supposed to be 'fiancée'.

Well, he's not lying because he's serious about making me his wife, is he? I can't get married, but I guess I'm going to keep it with me for the rest of my life...

My hair and eyes look just like my cousin would explain. Or as far as Almel's concerned, we're probably cousins in her.

And Almel has a twin brother named Adley.

She is a beautiful young man with the same crimson hair and deep green eyes as Almel, and she was picked up with her by Richt and enslaved.

So he will also be the servant of this mansion, just like Almel.

I haven't talked to Adley that much yet, but I have the impression that he's a sister thoughtful brother. Almel respects Adley like that, too.

In their case, it is not a distorted relationship like me and Richt because it is pure brotherly and sisterly love.

So sometimes I envy these brothers and sisters. Me and Richt have been feeling different for a long time now. Some nights I think about it and get my pillow wet with sadness.

"Oh? Dear Ceres, something on your neck..."

"Ah..."

Almel, who held the knob and stood behind me to take care of my hair, shrugged like that as he noticed something.

... Shit, they noticed.

"─ Master Richter really loves Master Ceres. Come on."

Almel, looking immediately at him, put his hand on his mouth and smiled "heh heh". In contrast, I return a bitter laugh. If we were really fiancées, it would be a smiling situation...

"We really appreciate Richter picking us up."

"Appreciate it...?

"Yeah. The previous master was very tyrannical... and he was violent towards us when he said he didn't like anything at all. Without blindfolding people, it was normal to kick them, and sometimes they used magic to get hurt."

"Were you..."

"One day, as always, the master tried to harm us all over the city. I gave up half the time saying, 'Oh, are you going to be magically injured again...' That's when Richter, who happened to call me, helped me. Not only that, but you saved us brothers and sisters from that master."

That's what Almel said, looking back at the time, he had a distant eye.

In this world, the higher the magic, the better. I guess their former master had to follow suit because Richt, with a higher power than himself, offered to "welcome" them as slaves.

"Lady Ceres, loved by such a Richter, is a happy man"

……

You've never heard of that before.

Richter may have overlapped our past lives with these brothers and sisters. So I'm sure you couldn't leave them alone being treated badly.

"Dear Ceres...?

"Oh, I'm sorry. I got a little confused..."

As he leaned down and thought, Almel peered into his face worried.

I remain unacceptable to Richter, who has changed. But if I heard a story like right now, hasn't it fundamentally changed? What a thought.

If I accept Richt's feelings, maybe I'll go back to him before.

But that means' offending contraindications'. What the hell am I supposed to do?

"You know what? Mouth on the neck means' obsession '. … I'm sure you're very attracted to Celeste, and I can't forget how you feel about Celeste."

That's what Almel said, smiling. I see her dazzling with a pure innocent smile without knowing anything.

Still, an obsession...... How could Richt know so much about me...

"Come on, it's over."

After taking care of my hair, Almel walked up to the door as he put the shovel in the mirror drawer.

"So long, Master Ceres. Don't push yourself. Please love yourself."

To put it that way, Almel closed the door and locked it with a proper sound.

As I was initially told, I am sick and weak in character and have difficulty setting. From her, I guess she's going to take into account "don't force me to walk away and make my health worse".

I guess I never dream that consideration is' helping me incarcerate '......