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The Return of the Three Sovereigns

The underground criminal Shiba Mitsuya, 37, died in a plane crash. Instead of ceasing to exist, he was reincarnated in another world inside the body of the 14-year old village boy named Cimmerian. In this new world, a unique energy particle called magiton existed that allowed creatures to cast magic arts. There are two types of magitons—negative and positive or better known as the evil and the good energy respectively. The story followed the adventure and exploits of the boy Cimmerian, his brother named Vaissien, and his village friends, as they conquered all of the world and encountered powerful beings that served as roadblocks.

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Chapter 10: For My Family

A few days later.

     After the livestock were bought by the merchants, some villagers actually wished to go to the City of Gamus in order to purchase some new farming tools, food stocks, and many other items. The villagers only asked two people to collectively buy everything they needed. This time, they were Mado and Alfredo, who were also the unfortunate victims of the bandits.

     So today, Big Sister Belle asked us to accompany her in carrying the items he ordered. We were informed that the two people—Alfredo and Mado—had already arrived. Big Sister only bought three sacks of rice amounting to 36 silvers. This was enough for 3-month consumption. She needed our help carrying them here.

     "Let's go, you two."

     The roads all over the kingdom were very much alike during the Medieval Period; nevertheless, other infrastructures were that of Early Renaissance. The system of government, likewise, were also a bit similar during the period after the fall of feudalism.

     "Big Sis, didn't you buy some other items except for food? Uhm.. You know, new clothes for you, and other things you need." Vaissien asked while we walked at the main road leading to the Village gate.

     (It's really funny when Vaissien sometimes asks some stupid questions. )

     Although I agreed that Big Sister Belle should also have some spare money for her needs, it would be a bit inappropriate to have it now. After all, our money was limited. It should only be used for primary needs like food and of the kind. Vaissien had been wearing his shabby brown jacket and pants. In my case I was fine with my black long-sleeved shirt and brown pants. We were really poorly dressed.

     "Don't be stupid." She jokingly said while lightly flicking his head. "We can't do that. We should keep our expenses at a minimum. The livestock we just sold were actually the last of our resource. So we must be wise in spending the money." She can't responded.

     (There, she just said that he was stupid.)

     "I-Is that so? O-Okay." Vaissien did not push the issue further.

     "You know, I'm really happy that you also think about me. Thanks." She caressed his head.

    (No way. I was the one who was a embarrassed by it. You know, the two of them were actually of the same height. It really didn't suit well.)

     "You're welcome." Vaissien smiled widely.

     Oh, he wasn't embarrassed. He was even happy. He's really weird. He's always shown a baby-boy ambience. By the way, Big Sister Belle had just turned 17, while Big Sister Beatrice was 19. While thinking about this, I'd been deeply worried about her. I hope she hadn't been overworking there at the Baron's household.

     "Oh, we're here."

     The new carriage used by Alberto was full of different items. Some even ordered stocks of booze and ale. Since the line was really long, we waited for our turn to come.

     "Boys, let's just wait here."

     ""Yeah.""

     We stood at the side of the long line. We waited for the number of people to subside. While our gazes were moving from one subject to another due to boredom of having to do nothing, some fellow neared us.

     "Miss Belle, good day, are you waiting for your items too?" A black-haired cute man called for my sister.

     "Hey, Miss Belle, looking pretty—I mean—good as always, huh? Ha-ha-ha." An adult of gray hair greeted her as well.

     "Yeah. We're waiting for ours too." She smiled at them.

     "Let's wait together then." The young man stood at our elbows, "do you want some help?"

     Oh, the younger one seems to have some sense of courtesy to a girl, huh? He's Leo, and he's still 18. I'm glad.

     "No need. My brother and I are here." Vaissien who answered them with a stiff expression.

     "Oh, little Vaissien, and Cimmerian-boy, too." The corrupted-looking older man, who was at late 30s, came closer to us as well. "How are the both of you? Doing fine? Your big brother-in-law is worried, you know?" Marco confidently uttered while crossing his arms.

     "We're fine. And please, don't call yourself our big bro, you oaf!"

     (Oh. Vaissien's already angry. He's so protective. Even I can take a joke like that.)

     "Calm down, Vaissien." Big sister Belle soothed the irritated kiddo. "Mr. Marco, please don't just joke around like that."

     "Huh??? Ha-ha-ha. Miss Bella, I'm not joking, you know? Here—."

     He swiftly moved closer to us. He was smiling weirdly suddenly raised his large right hand. And in that split second, I knew exactly what he was planning to do.

     Crack!!!

     I caught his arm mid-air and broke his bone. As he started wincing, I threw a heavy kick on his trunk.

     Yes. He was planning to grope on my Big Sister's bosoms. All the people near was shocked. Marco rolled to the ground while embracing his right arm. He was wailing in pain.

     "Ahhhh. Wha-Wha-What do you think you're doing!!? Ahhhh."

      "What did I do? I just broke your right arm. Isn't that obvious? You can't just casually touch a woman's body and act like nothing happened, you dumbass." I was really angry at him. I can't just stand watching my sister feeling so uncomfortable like that.

     This was actually nostalgic to me. This happened to my father too. When we went for a specific treatment about a few years ago, a stupid group of delinquents accidentally bumped on his wheel chair as we entered the hospital. That idiot even got angry and kicked the wheels. The result was already expected. I beat all of them into pulp. Given what they did to my father, it served them right. I just wiped out my fist out of blood after and continued to go inside.

     "Y-You're crazy. I was just trying to pull a petty prank."

     "Shut up. Or do you want me to beat you up badly and do you in? Scumbag! Don't show you face to my sister again. Or else, I'll really kill you."

     "…"

     The people were shocked on the spectacle. However, I didn't mind them.

     "Vaissien, Big Sis, I think it's already our turn." I called at them while calmly.

     "Ah, y-yes."

     "…"

     Vaissien was also captured by the tense situation, while Big Sister Bella couldn't speak a word. We had no other issues with getting our items. We went home right away. I carried one sack as Vaissien had two.

     We arrived at home.

     "Big Sister, I apologize." I bowed my head in front of her. "I think I might've gone a bit too far."

     "I-It's fine. Uhm. Thanks for doing it for me. I don't believe you really overdid it, I-I guess?" She wore a troubled face.

     "Yes. I think you did just right, brother. Serves him right. Ha-ha-ha." Vaissien happily muttered.

     "Actually…  Cimmy, how do I put this… Honestly, I've been pestered by him for so many times already. Other girls in the village would just actually distance themselves from him. So, thank you." She was sad to admit that she was strongly annoyed by that man.

     "Just tell us if there's someone troubling you. We might negotiate with him to stop or else beat them into pulp." I blandly declared.

     "Yeah, you can count on us. After all, almost all young boys here adore you, Big Sister. Some perverts are only natural."

     "Thanks!"

     I reassured her that no one can hurt her while I was here. And Vaissien cheerfully seconded me. In my eyes, Belle and Beatrice were like little sisters. In the truest sense, I'd been already in my late 30s so that would make it true.

     (Oh, crap. Have  I just gone strong or something? I think my skills in martial arts back in Japan just recuperated in me. This is amazing.)