The Reveal (5) - 79

Namida, my sister, my angel in my past life.

You see, after finishing college, I had gotten a regular office job like millions of other Japanese, so, like all the others, I lived in a tiny one room flat with only a kitchen and a living room, where I rolled out a futon to sleep on every night.

As for my sister, well, she moved in with me after two years, making the space even more crowded, theoretically.

In reality, somehow, she had made it so that there actually seemed to be a lot more space in that one room flat.

But this made sense, as she had moved in after my family started worrying too much about me after seeing the state of my home, and how I was still heavily addicted to reading, to the point of which, again, I was neglecting my body, but this time, there was no one to take care of me like back in my teenage years.

So, they had sent my sister over, who had immediately cleaned everything up and had made the rat's nest into something that could resemble a place that was livable, aside from the fact that it was tiny.

Also, she hadn't only moved in because of my reading addiction, but also because her college was close by, and everyone, excluding me, thought it was the best decision.

I mean, my sister had been a little bit of a bro-con ever since she was little, as, even though I had this debilitating reading addiction, I still made time to spend with her no matter what, and any time she wanted to go to the park, or go on a walk, I would always drop whatever book I was reading and go with her.

So now, I guess she was repaying the favor.

With her in my house, cooking, I didn't need to buy food everyday anymore, so a small part of the strain on my finances was gone, and, because she had a part time job, she was also able to contribute to the finances.

She also did all the laundry, cleaned the house, and provided me with emotional support, so I didn't need to waste my money on cat cafes anymore...

Anyways, if you looked at it from an outsider's perspective, she was basically my wife, minus the, not intimate, because we were intimate, but like, the romantic stuff, as, although we slept in the same bed and doted on each other, we never crossed the boundary, never.

I was her loving brother, and she was my loving sister, there was nothing more, but also, nothing less.

After all, I had just now figured out that she had written the entirety of "My Side of Midnight" to try and help ease my addiction.

That was how much she loved me, enough to spend a quarter of her life writing more than 3,000 chapters, all for me to read.

I mean, I had promised her that I would stop reading whenever I found the perfect book, so she had set about doing so, but failed spectacularly, as, although it was a webnovel that blew up in popularity, most of the fame was due to the godly paced storyline and plot, combined with the charm of the side characters, at the expense of the main character getting overshadowed in some parts.

Even then, Ryker, the main character, would undergo massive character development later in the series, finally making his character two dimensional, and boosting his popularity to just barely in the top five.

The ones above him were obviously Primrose, Elvira, Ms. Krenshaw, and Arwyn, mostly due to how good the writing for their romances were, and how vividly each of these character's backstories were depicted in the side stories.

'Elvira... Primrose...'

Thinking about them once again, I could only feel a pang in my heart, as the pains of my suffering slowly ebbed back up on the beach of my subconscious.

"Ruiki?" She asked, worry apparent in her voice.

Hearing her beautiful voice, like a songbird singing on a spring day, I opened my eyes and looked at my sister as she glanced up from her position on my chest having noticed my peculiar state immediately.

I mean, as I was back in this world, I should have probably started controlling my heart rate again, but with Namida here, I just felt safe, because all the walls that I could put up would be useless before her anyways.

"I'm fine... I just accidentally thought about Elvira once again."

"Hmph! You have me, and yet you're still thinking about other girls?" She questioned, jokingly, as she tried to lighten my mood.

"Yes." I replied, playing along with her.

"Ruiki, you're such a player!"

"Well, what can I do with this face?" I said, quickly switching my face to that of the original Akimitsu's.

"You fucker..."

Then, she started hitting me, and well, we had a happy rest of the day, as it somehow turned into a full on duel that we waged on that mountaintop.

She won, and well, realizing something, I was quickly consoled in her arms, my head on her chest, which could barely be considered one by the way, as she patted and massaged my own chest.

Once again, we were stuck together, and I could never be happier.

...

We finally separated the day after, as we both had things to take care of.

After all, I had plans for everything that I had missed back then, before I was sucked into those two portals, and so, everything should be running smoothly, unless something drastic had occurred.

First, I had to go check on my novel, which I had set to scheduled updates before going on that dungeon run with the rest of the third year class, as I knew that there would probably be some problems that would show up.

And, low and behold, my novel had blown up, with multiple offers from sites other than the one I was currently publishing on.

But, I had already signed an exclusive contract, and I knew it was the best site, so I didn't even consider looking at those emails.

Instead, I went through and started writing a few hundred more chapters of the novel, "The Writer's Perspective", as I finally reached the point where the novel had been before I transmigrated into this world.

Then, setting up the schedule publish for each chapter, I found that I would be solid for the next two years of my life, with chapter updates every other day.

And, looking at the money that had already been deposited into my bank account, well, I knew that after coming back from the next world, I wouldn't have to worry about money anymore.

Also, whilst I was doing all of this stuff with my novel in one brain, I was sorting through the lesson scenarios that I had set up for my students.

You see, even though I was "retiring", during the few months I was gone, I had set up lessons for each and every one of them based on what I knew about them from the book, and I knew that they would have all gotten a lot stronger now, even if they were just looking at words on a piece of paper that was sent to them each week.

So, I had been looking through these papers, trying to gauge the level that my students had gotten to, and soon, I realized that I had made them all more powerful than me now.

I mean, I had spent 10 years in a world where intelligence was prized above everything, so I hadn't had a chance to develop any of the powers I would need to survive in this world.

At the very least, I knew that the next world I was going to was definitely going to be beneficial to me.

You see, the next world the system had told me that I could go to was, "Second Life Murim Ranker", and, well, that was pretty self explanatory.