This Delusional Voice Keeps Telling Me I’m a Villain

Main Story Chapter 2 Part 1
Delusion-kun Seems to Hate My Step-Brother (I)

translated by: chocolala
proofread by: lil-valley

Theodore didn’t actually like sweet things…!! It turned out that I was operating under a misunderstanding!

“Sorry! I thought we’re comrades!”

“Oh, don’t worry about it…!”

Theodore and his big heart forgave me, but, considering that he was actually not a fan of sweet things, custard pudding was the same as an act of violence towards him. It was outright abuse. I could even be urged to pay compensation! I was so glad he had forgiven me. Next time, I’ll be careful.

Owh, so this guy cannot handle sweet food.

‘Uwah, it comes out again. Recently I keep hearing this voice…’

Haha! Should I put sugar in every dish prepared for him? I’d be in trouble if I added poison, but it should be no problem if I only add condiments and make the taste hellishly bad. I’ll harass him by making all his food sweet with tons of sugar.

‘Sugar in all the food!?!? What’s that, I wanna do that! If even the soup, meat and salads become sweet like desserts, that’d be incredible! That’s great! Yay! Sugar is the best! Long live sweetness!’

“Theodore! I’m going to the kitchen for a bit!”

“Why?”

“I’m going to ask them to generously put sugar in everything I eat from now on! It’ll be delicious for sure!”

“Wait, wait, wait!!!!” I didn’t know why, but Theodore earnestly stopped me; he even doubted my sanity.

As I rebuked him and told him that of course, I was sane, and, precisely because I was sane, I was making all my food sweet. He looked at me like I was some kind of alien.

Unbelievable.

Eight months had passed since then.1

“…Mmmmn.”

I was figuring out a way to escape the dreaded foreign language study session. Theodore studied together with me, at my side.

I planned to surreptitiously break away from my seat and slip through the open door; I was about to take my first step.

…It was at that moment.

Theodore seized me by the scruff of my neck.

“Waargh!”

“You. You tried to escape again, didn’t you?”

“How did you know that?!”

“Even a monkey would know when they look at you! You were fidgeting so much for a while now…!”

“I’m already at my limit. I hate foreign languages! I, I’ll never set foot outside this country for all my life, so I don’t need to learn it!2 I’m running away!”

“Huh? Are you really a young master from a ducal house that has a lot of sway in the political arena? Didn’t our tutor mention that it would be embarrassing for someone from a ducal house to be unable to speak foreign languages.”

“Ughk…”

Since that timeI intended to put sugar in all my food, Theodore must have thought that once I left his sight I would be up to no good; following that incident, he watched over me like a guardian. These days, my father had even said to him, “Anyhow, Theodore won’t hurt Urschel, instead you would even motivate him, so I think I’ll depend on you to take care of him~!!”

‘I’m the older brother, right?? Where has my pride as a brother gone?’ When I started thinking like this, that usual thing in my head would make itself heard.

This is humiliating. This bastard, he’s getting carried away. Who cares what I hate, he’s being such a busybody. If he wasn’t favoured by father, I would’ve chased him away right now! In the future, when I have the political scene in my grasp, I’ll make sure to kill him off first…

Wow, this guy really had a deep grudge for Theodore. He really hated Theodore to his bones. He even had an overwhelming intent to kill the other. But, I had never felt like that!!

‘I don’t hate Theodore, okay!’

Certainly, it felt like I had someone younger supervising my actions, as seen in our previous interaction. I couldn’t escape and was forced to study; still, I didn’t hate him. As to why…

“…Haa~” Theodore heaved a helpless sigh, and he made the usual offer to me, despite my grumbling.

“I got it. If you finish your assigned studies… I’ll give you my financier during teatime.”

“Yay! Theodore, you really know me well!!”

During teatime, each of us would only get a single portion of sweets; so with this deal, I could always eat two portions!! I felt sorry for Theodore, but, since he arrived, I could eat two times the usual everyday.

Wasn’t that incredible? I got double portions of sweets, you know? Certainly Theodore was stern towards his older brother, but he gave me sweets, you know?? Things I hate? I could care less about all of them!!

“Fwehehe… I got double the sweets…!”

“In exchange for that, you gotta study properly.”

“I know~”

‘Hats off to Theodore!’ My heart was full of praises to him; I unwittingly beamed, and Theodore hastily looked the other way.

After the study period was over, martial arts was next. In the House of Minusle, there were traditionally four types of martial arts: swordsmanship, archery, self-defence, assassination. Each of them was taught by expert tutors.

Why did we have to learn assassination, you ask? In cases where the king committed an atrocity or if there was a contentious person appearing in the neighbouring country, this skill was used to instantly punish them—this was what my father told me when I was little. He said things like: it was also the duty of the Duke to strangle, slash and stab3 to maintain national peace.

Today, among those four martial arts, we were practising swordsmanship.

I actually liked to move my body around. I could get so engrossed in training and end up doing it for hours. I liked sweet things, which made it very easy to get fat, but I didn’t become fat at all because I also liked sports. I burned all the calories I ate.

As a result, the energy I consumed and used came out even… I didn’t gain any muscle. Like, not at all, very surprisingly. No matter how much time had passed, my body remained soft.

“Really, I wonder why…”

“…You, what are you doing while touching other’s body?”

Oops, I thoughtlessly touched various parts of Theodore’s body. Ah, Theodore’s abdominal muscle, soon it would be 4-packs…

“Just why can’t I gain any muscle…?”

“Oi, stop touching.”

“Hah! Theodore, you have pectoral muscles?! But I don’t~!”

“Release your hands!” An annoyed Theodore separated his body from me.

‘Geh, you have what I don’t, isn’t it okay to let me touch them? You lose nothing anyway.’ I inwardly grumbled.

The uptight Theodore’s ears inexplicably reddened.

chocolala: Urschel, you’ll never gain muscle, you’re the cute uke, HARHARHAR~ BTW, this novel has no yaoi content at all (except for extras which are like at the end of the story, like really a long, long way ahead?)