The Lovely Note

The Orsics household was leagues above his imagination.

While he was expecting a mediocre single or double-storey house, the Orsics household was a literal palace. Built in over 5000 sq ft of area, having huge gardens and lawns, tens of bedrooms, a huge kitchen as well as an in-house pool, this was a dream house.

Of course, looking at the house Jeremy was only mildly surprised. He has lived in houses 10 times its size and ruled over literal kingdoms.

The mild surprise also came from the mere fact that Luke had little to no clothes in his wardrobe, his wallet had only 700 bucks and there was no 'luxury' item in his entire room.

Maybe this is what favouritism is known because Jeremy knew that his brother was definitely living a much different life.

Shaking his head with a scoff, Jeremy walked into the door and a robotic arm blocked his way. "Scanning… Welcome back, Young Master Luke."

The robot moved out of the way and with a click, the metallic door was flung open.

Jeremy looked around the beautiful lawns and the paved path, in the world where lands are scarce and population is even scarcer, owning such a huge land is a big deal.

Maybe Orsics family was much bigger than expected, but if they really were, why was Luke living such a pathetic life?

Even if he wasn't good-looking, he was rich. There must have been many fake friends and gold-diggers flocking all around him.

'I guess he knows the difference between real and fake friends.' Jeremy chuckled and during his internal monologue, he had already reached the bungalow's door.

He rang the bell.

*swoosh*

With a burst of wind, the door was flung open and Luke saw a very beautiful young lady standing behind the door, in her hand was a tray with a glass of water, and she was dressed in a French maid costume.

"Welcome home, Luke." She gave a curt bow and her words were harsh.

"Thanks." Confused, Jeremy didn't bother to ask her what her problem was and simply took the glass of water.

The maid looked at him, glaring as if he killed her entire family or something. Well, her hate was quite justifiable.

Back when Luke was around 16 year old, he had recently started to get the problems every man of his age had, hormones. He randomly started to get horny and his wood started to harden.

Although his hand was his best friend, he couldn't help but get attracted to the sexy and youthful maid, who looked a few years older than him.

One day he had asked her to serve him at night, she thought he wanted her to make him some food or assist him in some thing, but oh boy was she wrong.

The moment she entered the room, she found Luke sitting on the bed naked, his fat body was on full display and the way his fat jiggled with every movement only made it more obnoxious.

"Come serve me, Ida," Luke smirked at her as his cock hardened, he began to hook a finger at her in a suggestive manner.

"OH HELL NAH!" Ida screamed and ran out of the room, leaving a stunned Luke sitting on the bed naked.

It was his first rejection.

"Where is Mother?" Jeremy, unknown to the past foolishness of his body, asked Ida casually.

Ida took a deep breath to calm herself, and replied in a cold tone, "In the study. No need to disturb her. She said go lay on your bed and do whatever you want."

"…" Although Jeremy understood he wouldn't be treated nicely, being cold-shouldered by a mere maid hurt his feelings.

"You will talk when the Master comes." Ida said with a straight face, making Jeremy nod in understanding.

'It seems this world is less kinkier than normal.' There was no way a young woman could call a middle-aged man her master with a straight face… right?

Or maybe it was Jeremy's brain that was filled with shit.

"Okay." Jeremy snorted a response and after a brief introspection, he asked, "Where is the gym?"

"Where it always has been." Ida smiled sarcastically. When did this fatty start to care about the gym?

Jeremy looked at the maid coldly, "Answer as much as you are asked."

A sudden image flashed in Ida's mind, how Luke said something similar to this when he was stark naked. He told her to do as she was asked and serve him.

It seems staying far from home still didn't change his filthy mind.

"Forget it." Jeremy sighed and spun on his heels, walking into the house. He didn't know where 'his' room was supposed to be, but asking the maid would have been quite suspicious.

'Aria, where is my room?' Jeremy asked in his mind, remembering about the omniscient AI of this world.

[ Host is detected in the Orsics Household. The host's room number was recorded as 102. The second room on the first floor. ]

Jeremy spun casually pretended to be knowledgeable of the directions, and secretly followed the Aria's directions towards the stairs. He climbed the stairs and now stood in front of a wooden door,

The door was locked shut and on the door, some pictures and texts were hanging. These were his childhood pictures as well as his name, engraved in the door stylishly.

He moved to twist the knob open, but caught sight of a small note hanging on the wall.

//

Welcome back, my dear older brother.

I know you have come to beg for my parent's signatures for the school trip, but I am sorry to say, I don't want your presence around me. Or in the place I am going either.

I don't want my name to get joined to the piggy of class 12th, the cheap uglier copy of Casoh. Please give up and go back to where you came from.

PS: Don't misunderstand the usage of the word 'Please', big brother. I was just being respectful. I am not requesting you to leave, I am ordering you to.

Your loving little brother,

Michael Orsics

11th A.

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