I've Been Reincarnated as a Villainess' Older Brother

Cain has memories of his previous life.

In his previous life, he was a 30-year-old man living in a country called Japan on a planet called Earth, who loved video games and made a lot of money by distributing videos of live video games.

In his previous life, he was not a big fan of sea squirts, even though he was already a mature adult. The texture, appearance, and smell of sea squirts were all disgusting to me, and I would frown when I saw their name on the menu at a restaurant.

I was once told by a woman at work that I was an adult and that I didn’t like anything, but I argued that it was okay because I didn’t hate green and yellow vegetables!

Fortunately, I haven’t met any sea squirt yet in my reincarnated world.

Maybe it’s because the sea is far away from the royal capital, or maybe there are no sea squirts in this world of otome games.

A food that seems to have no connection with otome games. That’s what sea squirts are.

And Cain, who is now living in the present, is no longer able to eat carrots, one of the green and yellow vegetables.

In his previous life, he had never been averse to carrots; in fact, he had loved the carrot glace that accompanied meat dishes.

The sweet and rich flavor of the glace with sugar and butter, the gravy, and the demi-glace sauce, he thought, was something for the gods.

And yet, when it passed through Cain’s tongue, he just couldn’t accept it.

He can’t tolerate “sweet for a vegetable” anymore.

He had already given up on the idea that it was just his body chemistry or something in his genes.

Unlike his previous life, when he was bad at memorizing things, Cain’s body grew as much as he studied and as much as he exercised, and although he had memories of his previous life, he was still a completely different person.

It was a pity that he could no longer consider the food of the gods to be delicious.

Cain’s dislike of carrots led to another ordeal.

Dianna was not a fan of carrots either.

He had to take the initiative to eat carrots in order to tell her that she shouldn’t be picky. Dianna also disliked large beans, but for that, I could sometimes eat them, saying, ‘Next time, you have to eat them properly,’ or ‘Don’t tell mother’.

By doing so, she would say, ‘I love you, big brother!’So Cain would half admonish her to eat it and half eat it for him.

But carrots were a no-no. He managed to get Dianna to eat them.

He barely eats his own portion.

“I wonder if Master Cain would learn to eat well if he had someone to praise him for eating.”

“Even Dianna can’t make carrots and beans taste good.”

An orange-colored cookie and pound cake are placed in front of me.

It seems that the cook has made them to help overcome their dislike of carrots. My mother, Elyse, had just brought them to me. Why bother such a thing… Cain thought bitterly.

I had been eating carrots without showing it during the meal, but the cook had discovered Cain’s dislike of carrots.

When he was under house arrest, he was taking his meals in his room. There was a time when I had no appetite and left out a lot of food. I thought I had left out all the food equally, but it seems that I had unconsciously left out a lot of carrots.

It would have been fine if he had left half of the side dishes, but he left only the carrots in the side dishes. It was an unconscious mistake.

“I’ll praise you if you can eat it, okay?”

Ilvalino was standing beside him, grinning and watching.

He clucked his tongue, glanced at Ilvalino, and picked up one of the cookies.

If you can’t handle the sweetness of carrots, what’s the use of processing them into something sweet like cookies? Don’t the haves know how the have-nots feel? I can’t bring myself to eat the cookies I’ve picked up.

Knock, knock, slam!

At the same time it was knocked, the door to Cain’s private room opened.

“I’ll read you a book, brother!”

“Dear Dianna, when you knock, please wait for an answer before entering.”

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After the usual exchange of words, Dianna came into the room. She was carrying a large picture book, but her eyes lit up when she saw the cookies that were picked up by Cain’s fingertips.

“Aaah! You’re the only one who gets sweets! I’ll have some too!”

She ran to the low table and before Cain and Ilvareno could say anything, she grabbed a cookie off the plate and popped it in her mouth.

“Ms. Dianna, that’s….”

“Di, Diana ……, are you okay?”

She was chewing on a large carrot cookie with her cheeks puffed out and smiled as she gulped it down.

“It’s delicious! What makes this color orange? Orange flowers?”

As she said this, Dianna grabbed another cookie and popped it into her mouth again.

Cain and Ilvalino, who had been silently watching her, looked at each other.

“May I?”

Said Ilvalino so I answered with a nod. He then took a cookie and popped it in his mouth.

He wrinkled his brow and moved his mouth for a while, but then he gulped it down and tilted his head.

“Maybe you can eat it, Master Cain.”

“Really…”

Dianna, who, like Cain, is not a fan of carrots, is eating it smilingly, and Ilvalino has assured me that he can eat it.

It’s not cool to not eat in this situation. I threw the cookie I had picked into my mouth.

As I chewed, the sweetness of honey spread in my mouth, and the savory taste of wheat crumbled and disappeared into the back of my throat.

There was nothing pungent about it.

“I can’t taste the carrot…”

“I thought they made it so that people who didn’t like carrots wouldn’t feel it, even though it contained carrots.”

“Isn’t that… pointless?”

Both Cain and Dianna hate carrots, but they always eat them without leaving any. Dianna usually frowns, and Cain hides his expression, but they were eating the carrots.

Isn’t this just a way to get kids who just can’t eat to eat?

“If it doesn’t taste like carrots, it won’t help them overcome their weakness.”

“Shall I compliment you?”

“No, thank you.”

Unlike Cain, who somehow couldn’t reach for the cookies even though he knew they didn’t taste like carrots, Dianna ate them one after another.

“I want some tea! I want some tea Il!”

“Dear Dianna. I’ll make you some tea, so please sit down and eat.”

“Yes!”

Cain stood up and sat back down on the sofa with Dianna in his arms.

Ilvalino is making his way to the tea cupboard.

When the cookies were half full on the plate, Dianna reached for the pound cake.

“Dianna, that’s a big one, do you want to share it with me? If you eat it straight, it will stick out of your mouth.

Taking the pound cake before Dianna did, Cain split it in half and handed one half to Dianna.

The cookie didn’t taste like carrots, so Cain was caught off guard. He ate half the size of the slice in one bite.

The pound cake, which had more moisture than the cookies and was inherently easier to mix with something other than flour, contained far more grated carrot than the cookies.