I Reincarnated But Will Try To Live Without Using My Cheat Ability

When my brother became 16 years old, he suddenly came down with a high fever.

I was very worried, but the people around me were worried about something else entirely.

“Maybe Alfred will become an Apostle?”

When I heard my parents talking about that, I felt angry.

Why don’t they care about brother who is suffering?

But there is nothing I can do about this anger.

I’ll do what I can.

I stayed with my brother and took care of him as much as I can.

“If it’s just a cold, you’ll get sick too.”

My father tried to stop me, but this was the one thing I could not compromise.

My father reluctantly agreed, but I didn’t care about that.

It was very painful to see my brother groaning with a high fever.

When he woke up, I would worry about him if his hair was shaggy.　

I didn’t want that, so I decided to take a bath on the second night when his condition had stabilized.

I couldn’t help but worry about my brother’s condition, so I cut out early and went back.

When I checked his fever, he seemed to have calmed down.

I was relieved.

◆◇◆◇◆

I think it’s been an hour or so since my brother woke up.

“Good morning, Kiara.”

The rest of the day was a flurry of activity.

I called my family, ordered a snack from the maid and returned to my brother’s place.

The family members were talking about various matters.

You’re sick, so you should be resting.

I thought so, but everyone was upset, and my brother was the only one who seemed unaffected.

In fact, he looked like it was really troublesome.

That’s right …… My brother doesn’t concerned about the Apostles.

As I was thinking about this, the topic of apostolic pilgrimage came up.

“If you’re going, I’d love to go with you.”

I couldn’t help but say this, but of course, it was rejected.

It was true that I wanted to be with my brother, but there was something I really wanted to do.

But I wasn’t allowed to.

I would leave my request to my brother.

I was sure that my brother would be able to understand my thoughts.

◆◇◆◇◆

I’ve been following my brother from that point until the apostle certification exam, but there was a change.

He suddenly changed his tone of voice.

From “Boku” to “Watashi”.

They were all convinced of the reason, but I just couldn’t believe it was the only reason. 

(T/N: Am I right that Watashi is the more proper way of addressing oneself?)

It’s hard to put into words, but …… somehow, my brother is becoming more cautious when he’s talking to me.

He had always been thoughtful, but now he seemed to be thinking even deeper.

It seems that my brother’s personality, which had been hidden by his childishness, has come out in a deeper way.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say that he is a different person, but it’s like the adult who was acting as a child has stopped acting like a child.

I got the impression that it was similar to that.

I knew I was a reincarnated person.

But I wonder who he is, and where’s he from ……

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And then came the day of the apostle certification exam.

I was pretty sure my brother wasn’t an apostle.

As I looked at everyone hoping that they might get a match, I began to feel a little crazy.

I was a little surprised when he used blue flames, but that was all.

I can’t wait for this farce to be over.

There is something I really want to talk to you about.

That’s what I thought as I looked at my brother.

◆◇◆◇◆

During the sword fight, I felt my brother notice something and suddenly fell down.

“Brother, are you okay!?”

I ran to him and wiped his face, which was covered in mud and nosebleeds.

The people around me seemed to be more occupied with holding back their laughter at the sudden occurrence than disappointment.

I thought for a moment that my brother had intentionally fallen to ease everyone’s shock when he found out he was disqualified.

I think he’s a little different.

◆◇◆◇◆

I have something to tell my brother, so I signaled the servants with my eyes to go ahead and leave.

I decided to tell him, but …… I was afraid some part of me was afraid to say anything.

My brother is as kind to me as he ever was.

“Can I go to your room later?”

“I don’t mind.”

And then his nose started bleeding again.

I’m sorry! Brother, I can’t do it, it’s too much, that’s foul play.

I couldn’t help it, and burst out laughing.