Gomen ne, Onii-sama 2-4



Gomen ne, Oniisama Chapter 2 part 4

– Princess of the Inferno- After

The magicians have already been deployed along the border of the fort.
The enemy soldiers have been detecting making abnormal movements.
In this area, there are no important resources.
Normally it would be impossible to tell why the soldiers were deployed here.
However, I can easily imagine the flow of the world as the hero grows in the background.
That’s why, the “villain” of this story must be me.

“Those who can use forest magic should stay in the back and support Atlas-sama. I do not need escorts.”
“It will be dangerous, Origa-sama!”
“It would just be a bother. Since you’ll just burn if you’re next to me.”

I remove the string tying my hair and adjust the collar of my uniform.
Since I have to concentrate now, I’d prefer to remove as many distracting factors as possible.


Giving instructions as I walk, they quickly move to their posts, ignoring the person who objected. The knights who had been following in the back, one after another moved off to follow their instructions.
Even if they disagree with me, they will still obey- after all, if they don’t, they’re the ones that will burn.

“A signal will be sent when I finish invoking the magic. Because I don’t know how precisely I can control it, be sure to use the water to stop the spread of any fire as quickly as possible.”

Although I don’t think it will happen, it would be bad if I collapsed from overuse of magic.
Even though I have practiced to the extreme, I have yet to see the bottom of the talent of【Origa】.
It’s questionable whether or not I would be burned by a flame I created myself.
The thought that I’m treating this as an experiment passes through my mind.
A villain is a villain.

“Any questions? If not, move to your positions.”
“Hey, wait! The victims are too excessive. There are many non-combatants along the border; to attack like this contradicts the point!”

My arm is forcefully pulled back, and I see his eyes dark with anger.
As I look around, all those who rejected the instructions divert their eyes slightly.
But right now I don’t have time, and while feeling irritated, and with my eyes furrowed slightly from the pain of my arm being squeezed, I speak the supposed facts.

“The measures I take are certainly not welcome. Methods that deviate from the path. But, the reason I was called here is because His Majesty demanded that we break through as soon as possible.”
“…the magicians who were in the fort may have been captured. Ensuring the safety of the magicians is also the wish of His Majesty.”
“They’ve been there for three months. They may not be alive anymore, and even if a deal is offered- it’s too late.”

As quickly as possible, defend the country.
By simply saying that it is the command of the King and that I am only trying to follow it, it becomes impossible to overturn, even by a group of people.
Claiming that priority should be given to protecting the magicians isn’t enough to stop my actions.
Nevertheless, he opened his mouth.

“For what reason did we not issue a warning to the enemy soldiers? They too have families that they are trying to protect. If they are being forced to recklessly sacrifice themselves they will leave by themselves eventually.”

It’s a sound argument. Such a thing has been proven.
But, only a hero can defend everything in such a beautiful way.
As for me, I can’t do such a thing.
I recall my former self, in love with the figures of the heroes.
The 【me】 in his eyes, I wonder what it looks like?

“Do you not wish to make a wall? If you don’t care about protecting the land, then you should at least care about protecting the lives of the civilians that live here.”

I sigh loudly, and free my arm while smiling. An【Origa】like smile, a smile to dismiss anyone else conscious of what I am doing.
A smile to hide my fear, to avoid being mocked, to avoid their sympathy.
So that no one here will carry any sin, other than me.

“Atlas Ville Harvester. The commander of this strategy is me. The right to make decisions does not lie with you. This victory will be under my name.”

As well as the corpses; all the grudges will be on【Origa】.

“Burned away at maximum power- if you claim your role is to protect to people, stand back and defend from my fire.”

The trees absorbed water and grew at an unusual speed, forming a wall while drying up the river. A far cry from the original color of the tree, a semi-transparent wall was quickly formed.

“As expected.”

Controlling the abnormal growth causes a constant tension, requiring focus similar to balancing on a tightrope, it seems.
It would be very hard to maintain constant growth and avoid collapse with just water.
However, after being incorporated into the trees, the water mages cannot use it.
The wall continued to grow until it seemed like it would collapse under its own weight, and nothing was left for the water mages.
Thus, my stage has been prepared.

I stood on a rock overlooking the fort, watching the enemy base.
You can’t see the people in the enemy territory very well from here.
The number of people there, is impossible to tell.

It seems that the enemy magicians noticed our movement; I felt the prickle on my skin from some large scale magic being built.
Magic for protection, or magic for attack.
Either way, they won’t be able to stop the attack of【Origa】.
I don’t have time to indulge in sentimentality.

I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, consolidating the image of flames in my mind.
At the very least, I can make sure they suffer as little as possible.
With the feeling of magic leaving my body all at once, a shiver goes down my spine.

In burning flames, I wrapped the opposite shore.

It began to rain, falling on the flickering remnants of a fire.
The rain falling on the heated earth evaporates, blocking the view.
The rain falling on me robs the heat from my strangely warm body.

The power of my magic fully unleashed for the first time was tremendous. Rather than a battle between magicians, it was more like pure power used for destruction.
The opposite side of the river is completely turned to charcoal, and even some trees in the wall Atlas made are burned.
【Origa】is, should still be, growing.
It’s because of my dedicated training; originally【Origa】should not yet have this volume of magical power.

When I dragged my strangely heavy body down the hill, the soldiers lined up in ranks seemed a little stunned.
Other than the sound of harsh breathing, it was completely silent.
In the eyes that surrounded me, I saw fear, awe, and within both a bit of hatred.
I think I heard someone quietly mutter “monster”.

“….soldiers. Tactical situation, report.”

As I look around, nobody meets my eyes.
Although I don’t know who the traitors are, in this situation, I doubt they would lie to me.
The visibility was low, but the soldiers who went reported without complaint.

“The river has completely dried, but it should go back to normal eventually. Regarding the fort that was occupied, we did not find any enemies remaining.”
“I appreciate your efforts. Contain the heat within fifteen minutes. Without the horses, go secure the area on the other side of the river. Distribute signal lights between the groups… Atlas-sama, please create a bridge across the river.”

Losing my balance in the middle of speaking, my legs fail to support me. The voices of the soldiers become vague buzzing and do not enter my ears. My breath quickens a bit. A wry smile came to my face as I concentrated on not showing the panic I was feeling.
Because magic overuse causes a mental load, I need rest.

When I try to stand up again somehow, someone grabs my hand and pulls me up.
Raising my eyes to say thanks, the confused gaze of Atlas comes into view- my heart aches.

“U..m…. you…”
“….I’m fine. I just used too much magic and need to rest a little.”

Seeing the flickering presence of a hero within him, I wish that I was invisible.
I divert my eyes while moving my legs and quietly murmuring thanks, without any power behind it.
Without any resistance, my arm that was grabbed slips from his hands.

Hearing the soldiers call for his help with building the bridge, Atlas moved off, and as I advanced step by step towards my tent, I noticed a patch of hot air shimmering.
Not a natural movement, but movement caused by wind magic.
It seems someone saw my disgrace; I clicked my tongue at the fluctuation.

“Thanks for your hard work, Rat-san.”

With those quiet words whispered in passing, the body of an unfamiliar nondescript young soldier trembled.

When I next woke up, the first thing I heard was a yell.

“Hey you! Wait!”

The sky was dyed red when the aftereffects of the magic finally subsided, and a young boy around my age ran into the tent.
Somehow getting past the guards, the boy arrived in front of me.
Wearing simple clothing and unstyled hair- while my consciousness blurred and I wondered why a villager was in the tent, the boy screamed.

“Why! Why did you kill Sasha! Murderer!”
“We apologize Origa-sama! The boy is distraught.”
“Get off me!”

The panicked guards held the boy back and tried to pull him out of the tent, although I wasn’t really sure why. I blame it on my mind still being rather unclear.
As the guards held the boy back, he continued to shout as tears fell from his eyes.

“You people never bothered to come before the fort was attacked! Even when the crops failed, or there was famine, you ignored us! Don’t claim you were fighting for us, you were fighting for yourselves! Why, why.. the only reason Sasha died is because you came!”

That on the border, there was only military personnel, is certainly not something I believed.
The side effect of the passage of time.
Merchants and others who traveled across the border, probably started a simple inn which attracted more settlers.
Among those I burned to death, there were certainly civilians.
Surely, this boy’s friend was such a person.
―Whatever the reason that I killed his friend, a part of his life has been forever burned and scarred.
A wound that will never disappear was forced upon him.
That hatred should all be directed to【Origa】.
Because of that, I must become【Origa】.

“…Yes. You’re right. I didn’t do this for you guys. Since it was my first battle, do I not have to make it spectacular?”

I say these words and close my eyes, and the boy curses me with a voice filled with anger.
A voice the exact opposite of the voices of praise I was bathed in a year ago, but I feel more relief than pain.
That’s it. That’s the correct reaction.
I’m a monster.
I’m a butcher.
I’m a villain.
That’s why, for the future of that person-

The guards drag the boy out of the tent, and I tell them not to punish him too severely. The guards smile in relief, and promise not to tell.

“Apparently, there were exchanges with the villages within the enemy territory.”
“…yes, it seems so.”

A gentle breeze shakes the flaps of the tents.
The scorched scent travels surprisingly far, I note.

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Gomen ne, Onii-sama 2-3

The third. Quite a large scene change. Don’t worry, I didn’t skip a chapter.


Gomen ne, Oniisama Chapter 2 part 3

– Princess of the Inferno- Before

The soldiers on the battlefield would see on this day something beautiful and completely out of place in this harsh land- a seemingly ordinary young aristocratic woman.

“What do you think this is? This report? Do you remember?”
“Yes! It was something you ordered commander; geological features, the amount of water in the river, and the weather of the last 4 months.”

The man was ordered to make this report by this young girl, certainly he was.
Although the report had been tampered with by changing the numbers, there’s no way this girl who spends all her time in a mansion could tell.
The man considered what to do with the gold he received as a reward for tampering with the data.

“Yeah, you can see just by looking that several times the amount of water described in the report is flowing in this river.”

The collapse in order in the knights on the front can be seen clearly.
If they offend the wrong person, any hope for advancement in their career would vanish completely.
This is life at the bottom, completely reliant on being fed by the hands above you.
Where the most frightening thing is the angry face of your superiors.

“It looks that way. The enemy water mages are probably controlling the water level.”

Faced with such a response, the girl drops her eyes back to the report.
It is true that the enemy has deployed magicians of water to the battlefield. For the magicians of fire that are their greatest enemy, of course they would use water to counter.
And, the magicians of that country only care about their own work. After their magic produces results, they throw all the cleanup to others. Actually, the upper echelons don’t really care either, since it provides something to make the soldiers do.

“So, please report how many enemy water mages there are.”
“Based on the results of the investigation, it should be about three people.”

When the soldier said this information, the coppery red haired girl formed a thin smile with her mouth. Oh, how convincing. Alone, she had already confirmed, that is, that there was at least twice that number. In a conflict between magicians, even a small difference in numbers could be an insurmountable barrier.
While appearing to suppress a smile, she spoke unexpected words.

“-I understand. Keika.”
“On the river, there are a minimum of three times the number of water mages that were reported. Go upstream and dam the river. You have about thirty minutes. Can you do it?”
“…am I permitted to borrow some earth mages?”
“Take who you wish.”

The woman in a military uniform who was following behind the girl quickly ran off without even a salutation.
For her to totally ignore the report, this wasn’t what was predicted. This deployment isn’t the expected result.
But why, now the additional reward is-

“Commander? What are…”

The girl’s lips moved slightly.
The fake report in the girl’s hand was engulfed in crimson flames.

“I would rather not be forced to terminate you guys in the middle of this war.”

The red colored eyes of the “mere young girl” that slowly looked back at him, were steeped in anger.

One year has passed since I became the family head.
The neighboring country sent more troops to the border.
In other words, they have come to have a war.
The topic of the battlefield moved up in the social circles up to the highest levels.
As the day-to-day tactical situation only got worse, finally, I was sent as the family head of the Ruzil house.
With words like “the glorious stage for your first battle is ready”, and encouraging me to go.

However, I was commander in name only, and they continued to interfere with me even as the situation continued to worsen.
Originally, just general magicians that were not part of any clans were sent to the battlefield, but three months ago a military base suddenly fell.
Although the magicians of the Ruzil family were dispatched in a hurry, the situation was unclear, and the geographical conditions were unfavorable. Finally, control was given to me.
The battlefield that was only a skirmish a year ago became a full scale invasion of our country.

The enemy has already taken control of the river on the front side of the fort.
At the fort known for being impregnable, the enemy is already building a bridge across the river. Past the river, the land is flat and there are no obstacles. This region is famous for its farming, and there are steep mountains between here and the territory of influential nobles, making it difficult to get reinforcements.

Reinforcement is unlikely.
No obstacles on the open plain.
Once they pass the river, it’s the end.

I really want to wave a white flag.
First of all, if this “impregnable fortress” falls, the blame will fall to the commander.
According to the novel, when the  magicians are deployed, this fortress would definitely not fall so easily.

…someone is definitely messing with the situation, with an extraordinary level of finesse.

Standing on the tower overlooking the area with a telescope in my hand, the amount of damage that has occurred is apparent.
The army has been churning out magic without concern.
The farms are scorched, the wells are contaminated, the soil is rough, and some of the trees are still burning.
After the farms have been damaged to this extent, recovery of the harvest will take multiple years.
In the long run, it could even influence the Royal City.
Because of all the people carefully observing my first battle, if I allow even a little more damage it would be disparaging the reputation of the Ruzil family.

If this situation is to be overturned, it must be done as quickly as possible.
This is why the trump card, the Ruzil family head, was sent.
However, while trying to deal with this, the nearby water source combined with the enemy water mages are be a big problem.

To win as quickly as possible and avoid dragging out a long war, fire mages are the best.
Fire magic can quickly exhibit a large effect much more easily than other magics.
But while fire magic can be said to be the most aggressive, it’s also the most affected by the environment.

Water is a very large problem for fire mages.
On a day when it rains, even lighting a match can be difficult.
That’s why if a general magician is specializing in fire, they usually learn magic of the forest or earth as backup.
But because of the characteristics of the clan,【Origa】is only able to use fire magic.
As a result, I’ve hit a wall…

“Commander. A signal from the detached force. They’re looking for you.”
“I understand. I’ll go.”

Since I told her to clean up the river, Keika is probably asking for the support of the wind and forest mages.
Some influential people put in great effort to send much aid as possible. However, it seems there was some group interfering with the parliament, and no reinforcements were sent from either of these two clans.
I can’t help but sigh… the Vesta Marquis didn’t send any reinforcements, considering the burnt land and giving up the situation as hopeless and worthless.
For better or worse, the influential people with all their effort could only send one person.

“Here it is.”

As we approached the tent the messenger guided me to, he appeared troubled and seemed to be considering saying something.
However, since I could hear the voices loud and clear, no explanation was necessary.

“That the stronghold where the magicians were deployed fell in a single night is pretty strange, isn’t it. To hold the line here now, what benefit is there to the country? Did you guys even properly investigate what they’re doing before deciding to make a move?”
“I apologize, at this time we still don’t know the situation clearly.”
“Well then you should properly examine it, and maybe even just withdraw from the field. Doing something foolish like this is-“

A young male voice emanated from the tent, a familiar voice. One voice sounded agitated, and the other sounded genuinely disgusted.
Ehhh, how troublesome… for some reason, I feel like wrapping up his head tightly with a cloth to shut him up.

“I came here as a representative of the knight training school, just to ask you. Why did the devoted and loyal knights flee from battle? I want to know.”

Although I’m thankful that he sent reinforcements, I’m not very happy that the person dispatched was the son and heir to the clan of the forest.
It seems that he was sent to avoid various troubles linked with trying to send an official dispatch. The reason they claim he was sent is to learn on the forefront of the battle as a senior of the knight school, which is only sort of a lie.
Even though I really wanted to avoid any interaction with the hero lineup, this time it seems to be unavoidable.
…..at least Gil-sama didn’t come.

“Long time no see, Atlas.”

It’s a reunion after a whole year, but our relationship isn’t a very friendly one. Thanks to the rumors formed at that dance a year ago, our social lives became more difficult and we’ve formed a grudge between us. It can’t be helped.
Exhaling, he stared at me for a bit, seeming surprised that I appeared here.

“The knights will not escape first. We are devoted to protect; protect the king, protect the people-“
“So? There’s no excuse for not listening.”

I reproach him with a serious face.
―It’s in places like this that his personality is troublesome, even in the novel.
It was funny at the ball a year ago. Out of the cast of characters, he is the most serious, but also the least flexible.
Since he is like that, having to be polite and respectful to a younger child in public must have been hard.
While listening to his talk of chivalry, I lightly interrupted because it was likely to take too much time.
Encouraging him to sit, his mouth remained open for a moment with an awkward appearance before he shook his head and fixed his face.

“I had to postpone investigation of what happened at the last fort. Right now, what’s important is defending this fort.”
“I suppose…”

…alright, I’ve decided.

To avoid changing the story excessively, I will act as I should according to the story. To focus on the important things, Atlas put a lid on his emotions.
Precisely because he has this serious character, he became one of Gil-sama’s close friends. Leaving the tent and saluting briskly, he raised his hand and relieved the soldiers waiting around there.
Confirmed that all the soldiers left, he opened his mouth.

“The enemies are abnormally fixated on that fort. For the country that supposedly has a small number of even regular magicians to send so many of them to capture this fort is insane. That it was captured so easily is also strange.”
“Certainly, the number of personnel that are occupying there is abnormal.”
“If that’s the case, it’s best to figure out why as soon as possible. Perhaps there’s a valuable earth vein of magical energy. At any rate, we should take care of all the magicians in that fort in one night.”

On a normal battlefield of this scale, there would be about three magicians.
Magic is powerful, so the number of magicians is small.
Thinking about it, I’m not sure what he plans to say.

“At that time, there were five magicians deployed in that fort. However, not one of them were able to send a distress signal, and determining the reason is difficult. In addition,”

The moment I tried to continue my words, I got a feeling of being entangled by magic, like having your skin rubbed the wrong way.
When I suddenly stop, the boy’s face looks a bit confused, but he doesn’t say anything.

“No… thinking about this won’t recapture the fort. We can’t afford to waste hours on this. Unless this is settled before winter the farmers will suffer.”
“Winter is the king here, is it.”

While speaking, I felt an invisible magic prickling at me, making it difficult to say certain words.

Although the mage is still an apprentice, and is low ranked on this battlefield, he has one skill-
Eavesdropping, tampering, disturbance of magic-
The disarray among the allies is severe enough that it’s impossible to tell who the traitor is.

“I won’t stay still. Because that’s my duty.”

Leaving the tent and looking around, I felt that the invisible presence was still.
Elusive as a rat, and impossible to tell who it is. How should I deal with him…
Thinking about the annoyance, I clicked my tongue.

Within the letter of proxy from the knight training school, words stating that Atlas would be serving as an official knight were signed by the director of the school.
And, walking through the camp, his eyes shined with excitement.

“My father told me to come and assist however possible. What should I do?”
“Just don’t do anything. Knights and soldiers are already waiting in the back. As if we would ask a knight apprentice to do something.”

The words struck him like a punch.
Well, so it happens. He came excitedly to do as his father requested, his hand on his sword, desiring to show his worth as the senior of the training school.
Coming with a strong feeling of pride.

“I asked for Harvester-sama, not some knight apprentice.”

Having requested an excellent magician, they were completely uninterested in him. Although he was sent for training only as a pretense, those on the battlefield viewed it as the actual reason and treated him as a child.
Stay in the back to protect the people; it was clearly a useless action that would have no effect on the current situation.
Magicians; brutal, cruel, and the ones who have control.

“While you protect a single person with your sword, magic will fell ten of the enemy’s men.”
“Are you insulting the knights?!”
“Of course not, we magicians don’t have the numbers to take care of a situation ourselves, and we rely on the knights. All I’m saying is that there’s the right person for the right job, that kind of thing. You get it?”

The depression of the future marquis of the Harvester clan was unabated. Similar to how【Origa】was entirely focused on strengthening her magic, he was completely focused on training in the knight school.
Since that’s also how he was in the novel, it’s not a surprise. However,

“This is the battlefield. You are not yet a real knight.”

Although the great magic clans have begun to decline, the pressure upon the future head is undeniably huge.
Once he finds a path different than his father, it’s understandable that he will want to escape that way.
The path he discovers in the story, is that of joining the heroes.
But, here on this battlefield, he shouldn’t appear at all. That’s why,

“This is not the place for a knight apprentice.”
“…then, if I were a magician?”

Here is this man’s theme in the novel, huh.
Should he be a knight, or should he be a magician.
In the original, this conflict is what Gil-sama helped him with.
For the villain to point it out in a place like this would be improper.
But, it’s absolutely necessary to get these people to help with the defense, so it can’t be avoided.

“I already gave instructions to dam the river, and the amount of water flowing has been reduced considerably. What I want, is for Atlas-sama to get rid of what is left. Use the trees on the banks of the river to absorb all the water, to help shield this side of the river from the heat.”

Though it was arranged for the river to be blocked, even the gently flowing water left over is still a danger to my magic. The fact that the signal was sent means that this is the limit of what they can do with a dam. In a situation where there is water around, even a small mistake can allow for the enemy magicians to drown out my flames.
That is why, I must make this request.

“You only need to start absorbing the water once I move, since otherwise it’d be a hassle.”
“…how, when I am just one person?”
“Using fire will damage the land no matter what. If possible, I would at least like to reduce the damage done. Because of that, feel free to take the other two magicians of the forest we have.”

What I can use, is only fire.
It’s the way the setting has been since the beginning.
That’s why, the only options I have are burn or not burn.

“The protection, it can probably stretch further.”
“Of course it can. But, it’s useless if the fort is burned down. That’s why I want to concentrate it there.”
“Burn down the fort?”

I ignore the surprised voices. The standing messenger soldiers take a deep breath.
―Now, is when I make my resolution.

“Commander. Do we request that the enemy return our civilians?”
“There’s no problem with the low number people that are trapped there, so it’s unnecessary. After all- they’ll just become ashes.”

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Gomen ne, Onii-sama 2-2

Well, I did a second one. The chapters of this novel are quite a decent length.

In case you forgot, her brother’s name is Gilford.


Gomen ne, Oniisama Chapter 2 part 2

-Dance of the Villain and the Side Cast- After


A while after changing into my ball gown, I return to the square; the people greeting each other slowly break off, and the dance begins.

The ball that regularly occurs is also a place for machinations. The woman all decorate themselves carefully to stand out in the eyes of the men, and sharp eyed men compliment women while carefully measuring their worth.

…..Aside from the muddy situation, most girls yearn to have a chance to dance at a royal ball. I, however, am dancing alone. Even though it’s my first time here. I feel rather lonely.

Because I was worried that she would cause another argument, I decided to leave Keika and come by myself. It’s hard not to laugh when thinking that the main reason I brought her was as a partner for the dance. Even though I gave her a serious lecture, I don’t think she reflected at all…

“Greetings, young Ruzil family head. This is your first time at a ball?”
“Greetings. I am happy that you would speak with me.”

Occasionally people will come by and attempt to talk to me, but those looking for a partner tend to take off at an indecent speed.
So, I hold some fruit juice and just be a wallflower.

Anyways, I pretty much expected it to end up like this based on what I knew.
Normally, a social debut for a noble daughter will occur around the age of sixteen. So, it’s unlikely that anyone would invite me to dance. Rather, if any adults seriously hit on a ten-year old girl, they would definitely be certified as a dangerous person.

Another thing is that fortunately, as the head of a magician family, not as much is expected of me from my role as a noble.
Ties of blood are only to strengthen a family’s foundation. Therefore, I don’t need to actively seek a partner. This doesn’t mean that I’m free to marry as I want, though; marriages of convenience are much more common.
In the first places, because marriages are generally repeated within our family, something like a political marriage outside the family is unlikely to happen― though my parents are a special case.

Well, even if I arrive at a marriageable age nothing would happen for【Origa】.
The author wrote it this way.
Because her face is way too intense and villainous, nobody tried to marry her at all.


Indeed, many of the sons here are of a similar stature to me. Some people probably brought their sons to attempt to match them with me.
But, possibly because rumors of the earlier exchange spread, they’re all staying away and avoiding eye contact out of fright.
A state like the untouchable curse of a god.
Perhaps they’re afraid that if they make me angry they’ll be abandoned if an emergency occurs; that must be quite a heavy responsibility.

―well, that’s just how it is. I definitely didn’t secretly hope to trigger some kind of love flag at my first ball. I’m just satisfied if Onii-sama can have a better childhood behind the scenes.
The life of a villain is quite withered and lacking in love.

“Oh, are you feeling tired? Origa-sama?”

As I shut my eyes, I involuntarily let out a sigh. Oops. Someone speaks, so I look behind me and see a huge man with a body like a bear. He showed a kind looking smile, and patted my heavily decorated head lightly.

“It’s been a long time. You’ve grown a lot; I’m surprised.”

The head of one of the five great magician families, the Harvester family who are magicians of the forest.
He visited Gil-sama occasionally, and I sometimes encountered him at those times.
I cherish the memories of those times.
Since, after Gil-sama was taken care of, I no longer saw him at all.
The wild looking Harvester-sama in the Ruzil mansion was the ideal father I secretly desired.
The parent-child relationship at home being strained and uncomfortable only strengthened that feeling.

“Long time no see, Marquis Harvester-sama. I took far too long to greet you after becoming the new head; I apologize.”
“Nah, it’s fine, I don’t care. Hey, you, get something sweet for the lady to drink.”

The chamberlain bowed, and moved off to the side to get a drink, while Harvester-sama bent down his large bulk. I wondered why he was clearing away the people, and when I tilted my neck back to look up, I saw him use his hands to hide his mouth.
He looked as if he was going to speak of some great secret.

“I was quite surprised by the rumors that spread in a single day. From such a cute princess to such a serious person, it’s quite a dramatic change for a single year.”

It seems that my thoughts were groundless, and I could only return a wry smile to the face showing a mischievous smile.
Ahh… as I thought, the conversation from a little while ago definitely spread.
If it has spread to the marquises, they’re definitely treating it as a fact and not a rumor.
Anyways, I’d rather not be teased like this. I’m way too different from the old me, and I would rather not have knowledge of the previous me spread. If that was known by society, I’d definitely be laughed at behind my back.

“I came today to introduce myself to you. ―only because, I have to.”

Behind the giant, a boy looked at me while rocking on his shoes. Perhaps a little older than me ―he looks to be a similar age to Gil-sama. His sharp countenance still had childishness remaining to show his age.

It was an extremely unpleasant face, inflating his cheeks as if they were being pushed outwards by a massive hand.

This person, haven’t I seen him somewhere before?

“Nice to meet you. I am the Ruzil family head, Origa Emelda Ruzil.”

He’s wearing well made clothing; since he was brought by Harvester-sama to such a formal occasion could he be a magician? Harvester-sama probably told him to introduce himself, but he diverted his gaze and snorted. I’m a little taken aback by his attitude of not even trying to hide his bad mood at being brought to this dance.
I can’t help but think, what a moody child.

“My name, Atlas. Greetings.”

Harvester-sama impatiently urges him to speak in a low voice, and the boy becomes increasingly sullen. Harvester-sama seems to not mind it at all though, and continues smiling, as time gradually passes.
Still, though… the combination of greyish black hair and brown eyes isn’t that unusual…
To have met him somewhere is extremely unlikely considering my life of withdrawal in the past few years.
As I think about this, he finally opens his mouth.

“Atlas… Atlas Ville Harvester.”

And after curtly speaking just his name, he closed his mouth again as if it were tied shut. His brown eyes of a similar appearance to those of the Marquis next to him suggest strong ties of blood.

In the clan of the forest, the first child inherits the title of Harvester. So, this child should be the next marquis.
Ehh, 『Atlas of the Forest』?
Aaaaaaah I remember now!
He’s one of the ones who will be close friends with my brother! Lacking the ability to stand out among the main characters, he never really got the spotlight in the story.

“This kid usually spends all his time in the knight school full of men. Because of that, contact with such a cute girl like Origa makes him embarrassed like this. I’m sorry that my son is such a guy, but; Origa, I wonder if you would be willing to dance a song with my son?”

From Harvester-sama’s words that he spoke while smiling, I felt that this request was entirely out of goodwill. And so, the next head of the Harvester family and the current head of the Ruzil family ended up dancing together at a ball.
It’s just that, the future family head of the forest, to the family head of fire, is going to be a threat.
I try to lighten the burden of maneuvering, and try to follow, while thinking.
Just to dance with me, he recalled his son all the way from the training school deep in the mountains.
What excessive kindness….

However, though on the surface I am casually impressed by this kindness, I’m totally panicking in my head.

Careless. I was careless.
I was carefully paying attention to the movements of the other main characters, but the presence of this support character I totally forgot. Because, compared to the other main characters who used flashy attacks, he wasn’t as much of a highlight.
Originally, when【Origa】became the head at sixteen years old, Atlas would not be there. According to the story, I would meet him in a place like this, but much later, only once.
I have to be careful; this could change the story too much.
This boy should have met my brother, fostered friendship, become stronger, and been my enemy―

“Origa-sama? I guess, if you’re willing-“

After thinking about all of this, I ended up with nothing.
In order to give priority to the story, I should leave here with indecent haste. However, in order to respect Harvester-sama’s favor, I have to be polite to avoid breaking this relationship.
―it should be ok if it’s just one song. I turn to the boy with a smile on my face.
His eyes are looking at me sharply, as though he is suspicious of me- or, perhaps this is hostility?


Asserting this with a grim look, the boy went off around the courtyard and towards the back.


Well, since I don’t want to mess with the story as much as possible, I feel a little grateful. But, even though I feel relieved, what’s with this sense of defeat…
Rather, to a person in the position of heir, isn’t it bad to take such an attitude in public?
Although it’s only in name, am I not an earl? An earl’s daughter?
When I looked up at Harvester-sama’s face, it was distorted with anger.


Perhaps it’s the rebellious age, or possibly I’m just hated…. In any case, it will be a struggle to fix. Rather than the mental state of aristocracy, the goal of a rambunctious boy from a knight training school would be to look tough.
Speaking of which, I remember many friendly arguments involving Gil-sama in the novel. I feel that his character is just the type for this kind of event.

Apologizing, Harvester-sama runs around searching for his son, while many nobles show great interest. The head of the fire clan, and the future head of the forest clan in disagreement- they wouldn’t miss the seeds of such a relationship at the first meeting.
In a single day, before the sun even set, rumors have spread that the future head of the Forest clan is a problem child.
I don’t follow him, since I would prefer to avoid trouble in the future.
…the older aristocracy are picking a fight by spreading all these rumors, and don’t feel any shame by picking on someone much younger than they are. To the nobles who made a smile that showed that they had heard the rumors, I did my best to explain the circumstances.

Why is the situation becoming worse and worse….
Even though my hands are full dealing with my family…
I absolutely would rather not be involved with someone, even if it means making rude statements when meeting!



Today was really terrible.
In the short time after I boarded this horse-drawn carriage, I don’t even know how many times I’ve sighed. Of course, I couldn’t show even a glimpse of my regretful state, but thinking about the long time I spent speaking to others with an apologetic face, I can’t help but sigh.
Well, haa. The outcome was not what I wanted.
Gently with a friendly atmosphere, I totally failed the original goal.

Because of the accident that occurred in the middle of the dance, I was able to collect information from much of the nobility as a result.
―again, most were speaking of the news that the skirmishes on the western border are going to intensify.
Though it’s unlikely a trump card like me would suddenly be sent to the front, it’s necessary to send some people from the family.
But, sending a skilled person, in the current Ruzil family, would be a problem. Of those who wish to go, however, there will be plenty.

“Move too much, and be crushed.. Tch.”

I’m developing in a similar way to the Origa of the novel, surrounded by enemies. Although it’s only a guess, perhaps on the hero’s side of the story the situation has changed greatly.

“When you return the mansion, form a plan.”

Certainly, when looking at the bowed head, the only thing I can see is respect. This is how it is in the Ruzil family. Age doesn’t matter. Only if you’re stronger than everyone, will everyone be obedient.

But, in aristocratic society, this is not the case.
No matter how talented I am, said to have taken the seat of head with my ability, I’m just a child.
Since I displayed such an overwhelming attitude, for about a year they’ll play wait-and-see. But, as the family head of fire, if I don’t show any ability, I’ll just be treated as an ornamental puppet. It is one of the catalysts that caused a war in the novel. But【Origa】 actively fueling the conflict in the novel could be said to be a consensus of the clan that was manipulated by the nobles.
If I were to do nothing in the war, in the current situation, the ones who can fight the new weapon developed by the neighboring country are just my father and me.

Though there are differences in ability between those who have inherited the ability of the flames, even someone who is considered inferior within the family would be considered a full-fledged magician outside. If you hold the name【Ruzil】you hold the absolute confidence of the country in your ability. It is to the point that some stupid nobles think that if the forces of neighboring countries are weakened, the【Ruzil】should be sent to break through the border.
So, normally it would be fine to just send some members of the family to assist on the battlefield, and I wouldn’t have any reason to go.
But, if it’s the weapon developed for the battlefield by the neighboring country-

I think, it isn’t possible for me to change my fate, or at least it’s impossible for me to be become a hero.
My role, is that of the final boss.
If there is a hero, then I am the villain.
I was born to be the villain.

I look up at the night sky, showing signs of being covered by dark clouds.

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Gomen ne, Onii-sama 2-1

Hello… I’m not a translator and I’m only starting to learn Japanese so this is entirely MTL with editing. Anyone who wants to pick up this novel, please do, because I want to read this and I don’t trust my own translation. For now though, I’ll be doing this maybe occasionally. Not sure.

For names, I’m using the ones that were used by the translators at Oniichanyamete.

Disclaimer: THESE TRANSLATIONS ARE EXTREMELY LIKELY TO BE INACCURATE. Everything is whatever I could figure out as the closest meaning using Google translate and are heavily changed as I felt like it. If someone else who knows what they’re doing decides to pick this up, please re-translate everything I’ve done whenever you read this.

EDIT: Removed unnecessary stuff and made some small wording changes. They’re just distracting.

EDIT again: Thanks Peter for going over this and finding all my errors :c

If you have any comments about my translation, make them.

Raws: http://ncode.syosetu.com/n9427cc/


Gomen ne, Oniisama Chapter 2 part 1

-Dance of the Villain and the Side Cast- Before

Wearing a copper-red dress to match the color of her eyes and hair, the girl knelt before the king sitting on his throne.
For the sake of obtaining status, responsibility, and honor her small body seemed to be unsuited for, she humbled herself alone on the cold, marble floor.

“The new head of the Ruzil, Origa Emelda Ruzil greets his majesty. I wish to report that the ceremony of clan leadership change proceeded without a problem.”

Her words flowed smoothly. Though her voice was high like a child’s, there was no childishness in her words. Her eyes with their red irises did not waver, even though she was in front of the king himself and pledging loyalty. She knelt on the hard floor, quietly, unmoving like a doll.

“Although We had heard of your talent, We did not expect you to come before Us as the family head at such a young age. It was worth it to allow the princess to marry into your clan back then.”

“For that grace of your majesty, let me express gratitude in place of the former head. I, myself, am simply determined to serve my king and kingdom that I have singlemindedly devoted myself to.”

The eyes of the king as he viewed the girl contained not even the slightest trace of affection; he was evaluating the girl like an item.
But neither did the words of the girl that spoke of love and affection for the king contain any trace of those emotions.

“Then dedicate your life to the country- and diligently reduce to ash the schemes of our enemies.”

“As my king commands.”

Their gazes met once without emotion, and they continued to exchange purely ceremonial words.
There was not a shred of familial love to be felt.
He who controlled the country and she who defended it explained their position to each other clearly.

“We have great expectations, Daughter of Fire.”

The harsh sound of the King’s staff hitting the floor signaled the end of the audience.



“Well now, with this the security of our country is guaranteed.”
“Such a lovely appearance, and yet so intelligent too.”
“Truly the bloodline of royalty. Excellent as expected.”

Ugh… How many times have I heard these lines today? Keeping a smile all day is tiring. My face is definitely going to have muscle pains; because of the height of a child I feel like crying when enclosed in a row of intimidating adults.

In the morning, the audience with His Majesty, during the day greetings around the castle, and once the sun sets a ball! After many years secluded in the mansion in planning, and suddenly pulled into a social debut, for sure, I’m feeling my limit.

Since, after all, I’m the villain, even though social relationships are awkward, they’re something essential for me to form. In order to instill a good impression somehow, I’m pretending to be socially awkward…
Since I can’t afford a slip of the tongue, even of a single word, it’s far more mentally exhausting than normal conversation.

“Everyone. Since I am still a young person, I appreciate your guidance in times to come.”

Sloppy salutation at the end! And my cheek twitched from being forced into a smile.

At this time, moving between the people, the cross dressed girl, Keika, came to my side.

Oh, let me assert that cross dressing isn’t her hobby; she’s dressed like such because I asked her to fill the role of my escort today. Originally, if a lady comes to a formal occasion, they are required to be escorted by the head of the family or another close male. However, my father is no longer staying with the family.

Although of course there was talk that I just need to take a man of the family as a substitute, such a presence would be considered to be my fiance, and right now I would still rather not think about such a troublesome thing, just for now at least. And so, I asked her to dress as a boy, and such are the circumstances behind this situation.

Perhaps partly because the women stand on the battlefield alongside the men in this country, the cross dressing wasn’t too much of a problem, which was very fortunate for me.

“Excuse me for interrupting your chat. Origa-sama, we should leave to prepare for the masquerade.”

I think Keika is worried about me this is probably an excuse for a break.
At this point, it would be very unfortunate to have a slip of the tongue and to ruin my debut into society.

While involuntarily doing the guts pose in my mind, I make sure not to show it, smiling to attract the attention of the people.

“Thank you. Everybody, because we have more business in the evening, I will be leaving to get ready.”

Although the wife seemed a little surprised that the one with the escort role is a woman, she said nothing and only looked over with cold eyes. Her husband looked over the girl dressed as a man from top to bottom with a lecherous gaze, and cleared his throat.


Although it’s possible that this is a rare case, society is slightly more brutal than I thought it was. I mean, I am aware that such a situation is unconventional here. Outside, I wonder if I should be more careful of things other than the conspiracies in the novel.

“Already so late? I’m sorry I had to you hold back. Origa-sama, would you like me to deliver the presents for the celebration later? And, you are?”

“I apologize for failing to mention my name. I follow at Origa-sama’s side; my name is Keika.”

It is fortunate that Keika is excellent.

Because I wanted to resolve the situation with Onii-sama quickly, to avoid dealing with an engagement I panicked and quickly chose a replacement.

So, to be honest, I didn’t expect such ability and manners.

It was a gamble when I chose based on the origin of her father; I can use her to solve the problem with my Onii-sama….. Hopefully she ends up being an excellent pair of hands for me.

She’s talented as a magician, attentive, skilled at imitation, able to do office work flawlessly, her basic manners are perfectly schooled for social relationships, and above all, she is an adult.

Due to the adverse effects of my many years of studying indoors I was not able to cultivate the necessary social skills, so I decided to copy her.

“A new representative of the Ruzil family. She seems quite fresh, I give my best regards.”

“……Keika. This is the Earl who governs the land of Suja.”

“I am glad to have the pleasure of meeting you for the first time, Earl. Speaking of Suja, we have heard rumors that a new company was founded recently?”

Though there are words mixed with thorns, Keika continued the flow of conversation without hesitation.

However, when he hears Keika’s words as she tried to continue the conversation, the middle-aged Earl showed a somehow disgusting smile.

“Oh. Last week, this matter was also inquired by your predecessor and replied to… is the council of aides of the predecessor I am acquainted with, not listening to you?”

―Finally, it came out. The aristocracy that emphasizes the connection with the father, and looks down on upstarts.
The conspiracy of the high society, probably.
As I thought, like always, there was the need to steel myself.

Usually, there are strong connections from the beginning from the predecessor, made for the new family head. However, thinking about the future, since I would like to be attached to nobody but also avoid creating enemies, it is best to cancel relationships as gently as possible.
Even if they are willing to build relationships up again, I am not, because those of the generation of my father will be obstacles in the future.

Even so, an inquiry from my moody father, huh. If it’s a good that the strangely perceptive【Old Family Head】 had cared about, it’s probably not just any company.

However, the report in the study I inherited did not have such a feeling.

There seems to be a slight problem.

―Glancing, as if giving a signal to Keika through eye contact, she started saying words of apology in a heavyhearted voice.

“We have no excuse. He is receiving medical care and not in a state to verify such information. I will make sure to check the facts at a later date.”

Currently, my mother is unwell, so she went to a nursing home as a sitter to the father. That they are staying there to recuperate, is the public pretext. The actual situation concerning the aides, is that they are not cooperating with me, and I can’t do anything about them.

As for my father, he was allowed to survive because he is married to a royal princess, which can be considered to be some kind of power. Hence, my hope to form a relationship with my father has not yet ended.

But, in order to make it as easy is possible for me to lead the clan in the future, I am trying to eliminate as much external interference as possible.
That’s right, even interference of the task of serving His Majesty the King to defend the country.

Although now there are a dime a dozen people who say that they would like to work to become my hands and feet, that I was able to discover a talent that does not have anyone’s finger marks at such an early stage was fortunate. This situation is not something for an outsider, even if that outsider can help with my problems.

Nevertheless, if this relationship which has already formed is arranged sufficiently it is probably perfect.

Ruzil who【Overthrew the incompetent predecessor, a talented person】is the family head.

With this, I can call the old aides who are linked with my father incompetent for this miscommunication and pinning them with a crime, and later, I can also claim I have no relationship to this Earl.
To begin an actual friendly relationship, it is necessary to investigate him.
I am either going to build a good relationship with this person now, or go back and investigate some more.

Perhaps he noticed my intent to break ties with him; the Earl’s face has quite a bitter expression.

Choosing Keika was probably the right decision.

―The atmosphere seems to have become stiff.

“Oh dear, so it was true. It seems I should gift you some get well presents as well.”

“Although it can be said that you have the talent to become a close aid, can a young person like your master handle the role of a magician properly…”

The wife, with a pretty voice whose harmony could cause you to feel relaxed, out of nowhere, with quiet words of irony, filled the area with a feeling of heat.

While I suppress panic, Keika steps in front of me.

She stopped and breathed in deeply, her face becoming pale.

“I’m sorry for causing you to be bothered by my awkwardness. I am still inexperienced, as I am still young. But, unlike my awkward self, my Lord is a young and talented mage. Therefore, you don’t need to worry too much. My lord will not cause the Earl any trouble. I am sure that Suja will be managed by the Earl excellently, and there will be no need for the use of fire.”

“Tsu…” (I believe this is the sfx for an exhale?)

Aaaaaaaa I messed up…
As a magician I’m expected to help protect the country.
She really cut right to the point.

“Regarding the military situation, we will do our best to help wherever possible. In protecting the peace of these lands, we greatly appreciate the good management of the Earl, which lightens the burden upon my master. It is our intention that in the case of any emergency, we will help for the sake of our honor as a main family, and we will watch carefully for any failures that occur.”

The Earl protects his territory and I will go help in emergencies because I’m the family head? Kind of the truth.. Err.. wait a sec.

This way of describing it favors me a bit too much.. Well, after all, I’m a strangely talented girl, but also kind of a disappointing human. Generally the people of the family tend to try to attract the bigger and more influential people, and she’s definitely doing at least a little of this. Rather than picking a fight from the small insults, threatening a life is rather extreme.

The man who can talk glibly and politely completely sunk into silence. As for the wife who had been sending an amiable gaze until now, her smile and gaze both became stiff.

Words of the subordinates are the responsibility of the boss.
Such words float in my head as I look up at the sky, but my escape from reality is blocked by a regal and solid ceiling.

I tried to avoid any slip of the tongue, and yet from the very first day of my debut I’ve somehow made an enemy.

Well, in the end, I’m a villain so I guess it’s fine.
I think I didn’t do too poorly in my debut, but I’m not sure if that’s just overconfidence. …..Did I seem like a final boss?

Well, although I was prepared for the life of a villain, ending up like this from the beginning was a bit out of my expectations.
I feel a bit sick to the stomach…


“Yes. I apologize for my excessive words.”

I’ve had enough inappropriate comments for today!

With some perfunctory closing remarks to the Earl, we quickly separate from him and his wife.

I snort. The standing figure of a crossdressing girl proudly escorting me is not even a little reproachful. Walking next to me, she also shows no signs of expecting any punishment from her master. I’ll look at her proudly for now, but later I’m definitely giving her a sermon.

When words are spread, the fact that the one who said them was the retainer won’t matter to anyone. “The new family head of the Ruzil is like this”, such rumors will quickly travel. By the time of the dance in the afternoon, my image as a brash, domineering fire family head will be rooted.

Like this, I seem to have ended up as the【Princess of the Inferno Origa】of the novel.

I wanted to gently and amiably deal with the threads of conspiracy… but it seems like fixing this is impossible….. Is it not…..?

Mini-TL Note: Phew, this took a lot more time than I expected. I have a new appreciation for other machine translators.

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