The Prohibited Isekai Life of a Certain Transmigrating Brother and Sister

"Hey, brother. I'll take care of cleaning this room, so can your brother ask for the next room?

When I made that suggestion, Adley, who was cleaning the room, looked back at me and listened back with her neck tilted.

"Yeah......? I don't mind that, but why?

"I bought a white Dahlia at the florist this morning. So I'm going to live Dahlia in this room today..."

"Oh, you mean that. Okay, I get it."

"Suddenly, I'm sorry I asked you to take my place"

"No, you don't have to worry about it. You love Richter because I know best. You can clean Richter's bedroom until you feel better."

With that said, Adley tried to shrug her shoulders to tease her.

"No more, if you're my brother... don't say anything misleading. My thoughts on Richter are not like that!

A little irritated I pushed Adley's back with both hands to kick him out of the room. Adley, who slowly stopped teasing, left the room with an exaggerated sigh of "oh man".

"Ha... oh if I'm not even kidding, I'm a good brother..."

I got rid of Adley, and when I took a small sigh, I grabbed the squirrel that was standing in the corner of the room.

Today is the day that Richt, who has been staying for a while at work, returns to his mansion. So you have to clean it more carefully than usual.

Master Richter is very fond of blue roses, so he always grew blue roses in the vases he kept in his bedroom.

but...... yesterday for some reason a rose that had just been born in the morning had shriveled in the evening.

Usually I'm supposed to have it for a week, but only yesterday it shriveled without a day.

Seeing that, I had an ominous feeling I was anxious to say, "Maybe something bad happened to Master Richt..."

However, after that, it was the next day without any particular contact. If anything happens to Master Richt, you should be contacting this mansion first.

I'm a little worried...... believe me nothing and I decide to wait for Master Richt to return.

You are right, I very much admire the Lord, Lord Richter. If anything happens to Master Richter, I don't care.

For this reason, Adley also makes fun of me a lot...... the thoughts I have about Master Richt are different from emotions such as love.

If I insist, loyalty - a whole journey of sincerity - can you understand that? Unless Master Richt rescinds his bond of servitude with me, he is willing to serve you and, if forgiven, devote his life.

With that in mind, I remember the day I was picked up by Master Richt.

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Before it was picked up by Master Richt, me and Adley served masters who behaved very tyrannically.

Its master was the lord of a small village located north of the town of Reeve. The exterior is good, so the villagers seemed to admire it.

Our brothers and sisters were there for about five years.

For five years, we have endured repeated violence, cursed as we do every day.

It was a hard day, but I was encouraged by Adley's saying, "If you live, you must have something good to do one day," and we've managed to live together in support.

Adley has been an optimistic personality since childhood and has always cheered me up.

Is it because I grew up looking at my positive brother's back that way? In the five years leading up to meeting Master Richt, every day was like hell, but I never wanted to "die".

One day. Our brothers and sisters are going to follow us for luggage because the master is going shopping in the next town.

That's when the master bought a vase in the city...... or I dropped it and cracked it on my way home. To see it, the master yelled at me with a fierce sword screen.

"Oh my God, you do it! You're a really unusable guy who can't even hold his luggage properly!

So cursed and kicked hard, I hit my body against the wall and fell into the spot.

"I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive me..."

"Sir! I will punish you...! Please, just my sister...!

Adley desperately tried to shelter me when she saw me being slammed against the wall and couldn't even get up.

"Yeah! Shut up! If this happens, you'll both be magically manipulated!

At the same time as that word, the master's hand brought a blue light.

The Ice Magic [Grakies], which the Master specializes in, has been activated and the Ice Arrow has been unleashed against us.

The steeple is always removed because we are no longer used as slaves when we suffer severe illness. Nevertheless, injuries are inevitable. We've decided to be ready.

And the moment the ice arrow approached our present - someone else let it go, and the ice arrow bounced back the master's unleashed ice arrow.

For a moment, I didn't know what happened.

But only that the person using the earlier magic is someone with a higher magic power than his own master was somehow understandable to me as well, Lean.

"The weak in the city are bullies... and they are ugly."

Moving his gaze in the direction in which his voice spoke, there stood a beautiful boy with striking platinum hair and blue-green eyes, looking to stare at our master.

I was surprised. He unleashed his magic to fly those ice arrows towards us, which means he tried to 'help' us.

Until now, no one in the city has tried to help us, even if we have been abused, pretending not to see us. Because once you become a master in this world, it is a daily tea meal that there will be abuse to the extent that you do not die, because later you are at will to treat your own servants.

"Become...!? Suddenly what is it! You are!"

"Have you enslaved yourself to abuse them? Unlike us, they are vulnerable people who cannot magically defend themselves. If you do too much, you'll be weak and you won't be able to take care of yourself."

"Hmm...... I was wondering what to say. When it's no longer available, that's when. Just sign another contract with the new Lian and subordinate him."

"I see... but you don't admire that way of thinking. They're just as emotional people as we are. Why don't you just treat it like it's something because you can't use magic?

"Huh...? What the hell did you just say?"

"For example... what if I said, 'I want to welcome them as slaves'?

"That would... only be forgiven if your magic outweighed mine, wouldn't it?

When the master said so, he hung up the edge of his mouth and laughed, as he looked down at the boy.

My master is a member of a clan with high magic power for generations to come from my ancestors. So I'm sure you had confidence in your magic.

"Right. Oh, I'm late for my offer. I'm actually like this..."

That's what the boy said, and he took an ID card out of the inside pocket of his jacket.

"Richt Roseblade......? Could it be from that Roseblade family...?

"Well, did you know? In the meantime... now you know who you are, and you understand that you're more magical than you are, right? So I'd like to welcome you both as my new slaves..."

When I heard that, the master dropped his shoulder disappointingly and accepted the demand in the way he admitted to losing.

─ ─ This is the meeting between our brothers and sisters and Master Richt.

Master Richt said, "You don't have to worry about breaking the vase. The bad news is that man who used that mistake as an excuse for violence," he said, encouraging me.

Since then, feeling strongly beneficial to Master Richt, I have never tired of just taking care of myself, and at some point it was customary to grow a blue rose in his bedroom.

The reason I bought a white Dahlia at the florist this morning can also mean a change of mood, but also because I want to convey my daily thanks.

I heard that White Dahlia has flower words that mean 'thank you'. So I sneak in to thank this Dahlia and decide to live in a vase.

Will Master Richter be aware of this meaning?

... No, you're smart, so I'm sure you'll notice. And you'll smile gently, as usual, saying "thank you".

If I, the Lord, and the beloved Seles of Richt, are happy, then I am content. So I pray to God with my hands together again today.

Please, may Master Richt and Master Ceres continue to have a healthy and happy day......