I Became the Villainess's Brother

5) Take it off! Road to Metabo

"Oh, no, no, no, no!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

While the sun was brilliant with Mr., I was being marathoned around the Jackberry family mansion, drawn to Riley with a nice smile.

Eldor, who's walking with me, handed me a drink.

Ugh, a little bit to come back to life, but please, let me rest.

Shishi-nzushi-n.

Every time I step out, I feel the earth shaking with weight.

I've been running all morning.

Although, in my case, it feels more like I've managed to put my legs forward than I've already run.

The clothes are sweaty and shockingly wet, and I'm snug.

It was good at first, at first.

Remembering the previous life,

The wind is out, the marathon is awesome!

I felt like I was running lightly even when the ground was shaking.

But it was only the first moment.

In less than enough time, I did my best.

Bo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo.

Every time a metabolic stomach runs, it shakes.

This isn't my fat anymore, it's a heavy stone.

My knees are kind of mistletoed out, too, and all I can say is that my arms are already hanging on my body rather than shaking, inert and shaking.

Eldor wipes away the sweat that flows like a waterfall with a towel.

Oh, Eldor, you're good.

With a light body, healthy strength and a cool face.

You're kind of a little jealous of Eldor.

He said he's been hanging out with us and running with us since morning.

"Good luck, brother. Goal coming up. Wow."

I can hear Fortuna.

In front of the far and sumptuous gates, she has been rooting for me since morning too.

I wave my little hand, and I'm gutted by the way you support me so hard.

Sarah's dark hair reflects the morning sun and draws a beautiful circle of angels.

A dazzling and adorable smile, so brilliant to see only around Fortuna.

But.

"... I don't know... I don't know..."

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm seriously short of breath.

Why did this happen?

The trigger was a word from Riley.

"Then shall we finally burn and refresh that thick fat too"

He came to see me. That's what he said the other day.

At that time, I had a bad feeling.

He was a man of speech.

Riley appeared refreshed this morning aboard the high-speed demon wagon.

Grab my clothes in your hand.

"Riley, as you know, I can't wear normal clothes, can I?

"You'll see. So, ho, this."

Nodding confidently, Riley in my room lets me spread the bass and clothes.

All the costumes spread out on the table were really clothes I could wear.

Get rid of frills and whatnot refreshingly, not the right size but the right size.

It feels like I folded a piece of cloth in half, drilled a hole in the part where my neck comes out, and left only the part where my arms come out on both sides and stitched it together.

I must have been able to make this in a short time.

And the pants, this one is also crisp.

Designed to be able to tie and stop the waist with a string and no measurements needed.

I think I can use this even after losing some weight.

Simple clothes that are unlikely to be worn in an official setting, but seem suitable for exercising.

Because even men usually wear more cloth than flickering and it was difficult to say that it was easy to exercise.

The fabric isn't silk either, I think it's cotton or hemp.

It doesn't have the unique shine of silk, it's inexpensive and readily available.

"I was looking at the Windilia market during this time, and you found this design. I thought maybe you could wear it if you made it out of a big cloth."

"Did you go again with your patience? Trian's in trouble, too."

Every time Riley leaves the mansion, the servant Trian takes his place.

The outfit looks a lot like Riley's, and Riley seems to be a move because she can use the magic of change on people as well.

In my shape, I can't take my place first.

... if Eldor is fat, or?

"... Dear Langriese. Something on my face?

"Hey, hey, I just thought you were serious today. Never mind."

I can't do that. I can't get fat on my level.

More than that, I don't want to see fat Eldor.

If two fat people line up, the heat and bitterness will double.

"Better than that, see, get dressed in this fast. Run!"

Riley has been pushing her clothes all the time.

"What?"

"It's not. Marathons are easier in the morning. It's sunny in the daytime."

"I can understand that. But now?

"Ooh."

Riley laughs at it.

As a result, I became the feather of a marathon in the morning sun glittering...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Tapun.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Tappy.

My stomach fat shakes every time I put my feet forward.

It's not painful.

"Another five weeks, let's go!

"Mm, unscrupulous, I mean... come on!

"Brother, Arianne has tea for you. When you're done running, I'll join you."

Oh, Fortuna.

Are you certain that I will run for another five weeks when I'm done running?

"See, that's what Miss Fortuna says, too. What?"

It's not 'Become?', you can't really go around me right now, can you, torture me?!

Oh, I think my eyes are starting to glow...

Sooo.

Eldor, who had been walking with me in silence until then, advanced in front of Riley.

"Dear Riley, I'm afraid I do."

"What? Say it."

"Master Langley seems like a limit"

"Really? We could go some more, wouldn't we?

"No, Master Riley may be able to, but Master Langley stayed awake for a long time, so I thought it was forbidden to impose."

"Hmmm......"

"Let's do this, then. I'll run instead of Master Langley. Okay, I'm going."

"Oh, come on."

Thank you very much, Eldor, who runs out refreshingly with or without it.

You're the Savior!

What a husband thought.

With emotion, I collapsed on the spot.

"I'm sorry, seriously, I didn't think it was that tight ~"

Rubbing my back, even apologizing Riley.

That's right.

I guess I've only been running for an hour with precision.

Besides, I was moderately hydrated.

Seriously, I'm short on strength right now.

Even so, I can't move into the ground anymore.

You have to rest a little, this.

"Yes, brother. Cold towels."

Fortuna receives a towel from a red-haired servant and hits me in the neck.

The chilling air touched my face and it was refreshing.

I'll come back to life.

"I'm sorry about the painful part, can we just walk a little?

"Oh, a little bit."

"Let's move into the shade. We can't carry you."

I suppose so.

I'd be surprised if I could carry this me.

I manage to get up and move into the shade, supported by Riley.

I'm glad I did my best by the gate.

If this had fallen farther away, it would have been tough to move.

"Master Langley?!

Eldor turns his blood phase after running all the way back around.

"Yeah, Eldor, you can hit me. Seriously, he seemed impotent."

Give Eldor a cheek because Riley really reflected.

"... no, because I think it was also caused by me stopping too late"

I'm sorry and I bow my head, Eldor.

That's why Eldor isn't so bad.

Whatever you think, my strength was too subtle.

I used to stretch, but it's a chunk of fat.

Several servants began setting up by bringing a watermarked, dug bright white garden table and chair into the shade of a tree.

They're starting a tea party here rather than going back to the room.

But.

... I feel like my leg would break if I sat in a normal chair.

The bright white garden table and matching chairs have a beautiful watermark pattern but luxurious design and I don't think they can support my weight with those thin legs.

In anticipation of my anxiety like that, a red-haired servant dragged my dedicated chair, which seemed heavy, with a "yeah, yeah" temper.

Eldor rushes right over and takes on the chair.

"Arianne, thank you for your brother's chair. You must be tired. You may rest."

Fortuna labors the red-haired child and makes him go back to his room.

... red-haired child, you say Arianne.

When I think about it a lot, I feel like I've been with Fortuna a lot.

I wonder if he was a servant with her.

You look about the same age as Fortuna, so I'm sure you're still a servant apprentice.

... Speaking of which, I broke her accessory by trampling it.

It's terrible to think back now.

And the dialogue when you do break it.

"For a servant's sake, accessories are so busy!