The Prohibited Isekai Life of a Certain Transmigrating Brother and Sister

As I pulled the album out of my closet, I slowly sat back on the couch in my living room.

"It's been 15 years since we were born..."

Immersed in a nostalgic mood I muttered so much to myself and rolled through the pages of the album one after the other.

The album is lined with photos of me and my hopeful memories. They're all favorites and important pictures.

Just a week from now, it's my birthday and Hope's birthday. So all of a sudden, I wanted to see the album.

We don't remember our parents celebrating our birthday.

Ning Ro, it's about those parents, so it's even possible they've been neglecting us since we were born.

So I was really jealous of my friends who could celebrate my birthday every year as a matter of course.

Because we grew up in such an environment, we twins started celebrating our birthday ourselves at some point.

When I say celebrate, I don't mean to call a friend to throw a big birthday party.

Buy small cakes and treats at the convenience store and celebrate each other's birthdays alone.

This year, how do we celebrate? It's a holiday, and maybe you and I could go somewhere?

The annual birthday party for just two people - this has been going on since elementary school, so now I don't feel like calling more friends to throw a birthday party.

Besides, Hope looks forward to a birthday party you and I celebrate every year, so if you call a friend, he's going to be stubborn...

"... after all, it's hard not to have any pictures of me when I was little"

My hand stops scrolling through the page and my sigh leaks unexpectedly. As the saying goes, we twins have very few pre-elementary pictures.

I have pictures right after birth, but that's also what my late grandparents took for me now.

That's why we decided to keep our memories to ourselves.

We've been carrying cameras and taking pictures of each other since we made up our minds...

- Oh, no. I'm feeling dark again. Hi, I get negative when I think of my childhood. It's almost my birthday, so I'd love to celebrate the day in a fun mood if I could......

I thought so, first I put the album back in the closet, then I decided to think again tomorrow.

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The next day.

"Hey, look."

"Hmm? What?

"You eat so much sweet every day, you don't get tired of it..."

I hold the sweets I bought at the convenience store in my hand and ask them that way towards the hope of walking next door in an upbeat mood.

"You always say that, don't you?" I don't get tired of eating it every day. "

"Yeah...... But you don't get fat often...... Oh, my God, I'm so afraid to get fat that I rarely eat it. I envy you......"

"Don't worry, Chizuru. I'll be drowning the same way if you get fat, and I won't hate you. And even if you're fat, you're the cutest girl in the world."

My hopes are blurry with resentment. That's what I said with a full grin when I gently stroked my head.

"Something tells me Cisco and the sweetheart are getting worse year after year..."

"Really?

"Yeah...... I'm already in high school next year, and at least I want Ciscon to graduate..."

"Unfortunately, that's an impossible consultation. You have such a cute twin sister, and you'd rather not be a ciscon, wouldn't you?

"Ugh... don't say that in the face..."

When I returned it that way, my hopes became more and more in a good mood, pulling my hand as I mumbled my nose.

I've always thought, "I'm ashamed to walk with my brother at this age," but... hopes are, as usual, holding hands together as a matter of course.

Even though we're already in third grade, we're always at this rate when we walk together. I wonder if this will continue even when I'm in high school, the ahead is considerate.

The Ciscon of Hope is also my troubled seed... which is why I miss being suddenly separated from my sister.

I have a sense of being a Bracon myself. So lately, it's like I want my sister away, I don't want her to... more times I feel that complicated.

"With that said - looks like you like sweet things... what do you like best?

"Hmmm...... if you insist, that's a shortcake"

"Well... that's surprisingly normal."

"Oh. When you were a kid, you used to have me locked out of the house, didn't you?

"Ah..."

I can't forget if I want to.

In the first winter of elementary school - only once - my father's hopes of buying his wrath had been tightened out of the house.

He was usually a father who cared about his neighbor's eyes and never tightened them up, but only that day he couldn't help but get his belly bug to subside, and he was tightening him up on the veranda for about a few hours. Hope was a patient child, and you thought it was night, so you wouldn't have to worry about getting noticed.

Even though I said I bought anger, hope just sheltered me, so I didn't do anything wrong.

Even if you did bad, it's still an anomaly to keep your junior year kids out of the house for a long time...

"Yeah, I remember. That's when my hopes protected me..."

"Oh, no... I don't care if you sheltered me or took my place.... You promised to protect me, didn't you?

"Yeah. But I still feel sorry for you."

"Never mind. It's after that that that matters. After that, I was waiting for you to let me in the house, and you were sneaking up on the shortcake. It was our birthday that day."

"If you say so, you did."

"I'm really glad I cared for you then... and I've loved shortcakes ever since. I guess that's what made me a sweetheart."

"Huh!? That's what triggered it!?"

Asked back in surprise, his hopes tilted his neck and said, "Isn't that the trigger?," he asked.

I can't believe I was the reason you became a sweetheart...... When I think about it, I'm involved with all the reasons my hopes are usually overjoyed... again, I was reminded that he's a muscled ciscon.

Hmmm...... it would be hard when you go to your daughter-in-law if you were drowned from your brother so far.

"Shortcake... Oh, yeah."

For your birthday this year, behave like a handmade cake.

Second, such a proposal came to mind. Hope would definitely please you.

"What's up?

Stopped coming up with a name proposal and asked me with a strange look of hope.

But you can't screw around here. We need to keep it to ourselves until the day......

"Yeah, nothing"

"... is that a secret?

The hope has asked back so with a strange face, but he manages to disguise himself as calm so that he is not enlightened.

But... Me, making sweets is my first try, right? I'm anxious it'll work, but it's for my brother. Let's do our best.

Then until my birthday, I rented a kitchen at a friend's house every day to practice making cakes.

At one point, I told my hopes that I would "study exams with my friends"... but I was allowed to go through every day and practice, so I might have been weirded by the boulders.

But it's worth the practice and I think I can make a good cake for the day.

And birthday day day.

Conveniently, holiday expectations are always sleeping until noon. So I decided to finish making the cake early in the morning and go wake up my hopes at noon.

"Well, you can have the cake, and then you can call your hopes..."

"... Chizuru?

When I noticed the voice I was used to hearing and turned around, I was peering into the kitchen with a strange look of hope coming down from upstairs.

"What... look!? What's wrong? You're early today. Normally, if I don't wake you up, you'll be asleep..."

"Even I, sometimes, get up on my own. More than that, what about that cake...?

"Oh, uh... it's a little different from my plans, okay? Well, that's a problem. What day is it?

"Today...? It's our birthday, isn't it?

"Yeah. So, actually... for my birthday this year, I thought I'd act like a handmade shortcake to my hopes. But me, you've never made a cake before, have you? So, I wanted to surprise you with my hopes, and I was sneaking up on cake making practice at a friend's house. Um... sorry I lied to you, huh?

…… I see... so have you been home late this past week? Right, for me... "

"Having practiced properly, I guarantee you the flavor! Although it's inferior to the cake we sell in the store."

"Thousand Cranes...... thanks. I'm really glad. I thought you had a boyfriend..."

"Or your boyfriend...?

"Oh. If it's so late every day, there's no reason to think so."

"Yeah!? I didn't think you were mistaken that way...... If that's the case, I'll report it to you."

As soon as I said that, my gaze pulled for a moment and I felt a shade behind those beautiful chestnut eyes.

It was just for a moment, and I'm kind of curious, though it might be my fault. What the hell is wrong with you?

"Look...?

"Ah...... oh right. Thank you for doing so. But it has to be someone I admit to, right?

"Er!?"

"Naturally. If you're not the man I admitted to, don't worry, you can't let me take care of Chizuru, okay?

"Yes, sir. You got it."

"Well, I'm not motivated by my wife for the time being."

"Ugh... having Ciscon's brother is hard"

We had a great holiday while we had that conversation.

I hope these days continue forever.

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"─ Les! Ceres!"

"... Huh?

"Are you all right? I seem to be confused from earlier..."

When I looked up, Richt sitting in front of me was looking into my face worried.

The weather is nice today, so I was having tea time with Richter in the east room of the mansion garden... and it seems like sometime, I got confused with the memories.

"... Ah, Richt. Sorry. Remember a little back in the day."

"Back in the day?

"It's about a previous life. Look, it's our fifteenth birthday, right? So I remember that time..."

When I returned it that way, Richt muttered, "Oh, I see," and put the teacup he had in his hand on the table.

It's our twins' fifteenth birthday.

This is how me and Richt try to spend just the two of us on our birthdays every year since the memory of our previous lives came back to life.

In doing so, I felt that the bond between my sister and brother would be deeper even in this world.

"You mean the first time you made me a cake?

"Yeah. Richt at that time, you were mistaken that I might have had a boyfriend. I miss you."

"With that said, that happened too..."

"By the way... what were you trying to say earlier?

"Oh... I mean..."

So far, Richt suddenly took a seat and put his hands on the table and put his face closer together.

"Huh...? Hey, what...?

"Fine, don't move."

I was unwittingly perplexed by that distance that even made me feel like I was kissing you.

But I can't even get out of my sight because I was overwhelmed by his imminent beauty. As I was bewildered and did as I said, Richter lipped on my cheek and licked something.

"Okay, now you've got it."

"Heh...? Hey, hey... what are you doing all of a sudden!?"

"No, the... I've been wondering about the raw cream on my cheeks since just now"

They had raw cream on their cheeks at some point because they were eating cake while thinking.

I see. So, did you just lick your cheek? By the way, what I'm eating right now, coincidentally, is the same riding shortcake as then.

"Become...! That's why you don't have to lick it......! Tell them in normal words!

"I was unresponsive when I talked to him. Bad Ceres"

Towards me, who could be wolfed, Richter smiled prankily, showing his ni and white teeth.

Apparently, his first siscon doesn't heal from reincarnation.

Looking at my brother like that, I knew I'd be compassionate ahead of you... but now that I want to take care of the two of you, let's not say anything extra.

If there is a God in this world who has reincarnated us, I want to tell him. "Thank you for letting me see him again in this world," he said.