"Please take care little brother!~ ♡"

Lord Amae embraced me, her entire body pressing onto mine tighter than usual. Likewise, her pair of majestic-feathery wings wrapped around me like a blanket. This ineffable and comfortable sensation. Ah, a sweet scent called home filled my heart warmly.

But why do I feel so uneasy?

Despite everything, a tinge of worry lingered deep insight.

What am I scared about?

The upcoming battle at Z Mountain? The High Elves? An all-out battle that could lead to death... death of my loved one?

Sensing my inner emotions, Lord Amae patted my head. In consistent and gentle strokes, even ruffling my hair with her fingers as if saying why are you even worried. Like always, her "big-sister intuition" was on point. I could never hide anything from her.

"Please be okay," I glanced up, despite knowing how strong she was. "Promise me you will be okay."

"Promise," A reassuring smile bloomed on her face. "I shall be back before you know it."

"And I'll make your favorite noodles once you are back."

"Ara~ More motivation to finish the Campaign by tomorrow's dawn."

"I-If it helps, I-I'll even give you a special dessert at night," I averted gaze and felt my cheeks grew warm.

She widened her eyes, understanding the tacit meaning and captivated by my little reward. The smile on Amae's face remained. No, it had grown wider.

"You proposed such tempting offers. Little brother, are you not a diplomat before you reincarnated into my world?"

The two of us giggled, enjoying the last minute of our intimate moment.

"Big sister."

I paused and stared into her mesmerizing golden-eyes. Bringing my thumbs up to her face, a grin replaced my worried expression.

"Fight hard!"

"I certainly will," fervor grew inside the depth of her eyes as she announced with an ironclad will. "Because all I want is to be with you."

With an elegant snap of the finger, a full panoply of armor materialized across her body, replacing her nightgown. From the nape of her neck down to the toes, particles of warm lights formed together into a beaming whole. Seconds later, the shape-shifting fluid turned concrete.

The power of magic.

My eyes still can't believe it.

Each equipment varied uniquely, appearing potent and majestically-defined. While they resembled Legendary relics, all of its entirety was white.

Suited plate armor glowing in faint runic symbols. Chained skirt woven by the finest metal and gemstones. Floating ribbons wrapped continuously around her arms. Sexy knee-high boots. Symbol of the Fallen worn in the form of a regal crown, proudly displaying behind her head.

Pure-white. Angel-white. Pristine-white.

Paired with flowing black hair and majestic black wings.

Fallen Angel perfectly described my big sister.

The Supreme Leader clad in a suit of full white plated armor radiated an aura of exalted might. If I was an enemy, I would definitely be frightened. Shit in my pants and lose all morale before the battle even start.

The white-black trimmed cape behind her fluttered to her graceful movement as she extended her fingers before me like a knight in shining armor. I merely took it out of instinct. My heart pounded. With a gentle kiss placed on the top of my hand, Amae smiled warmly.

"I shall be off."

"I-I will be waiting."

Turning on her heels, the cape fluttered again. She gradually vanished out of the doorstep, leaving me breathless.

I sat back on the bed and beamed, feeling like a househusband watching his wife off to work.

"Good luck, big sister!"

♦ ♦ ♦

Ahri's fox ears wiggled, stopping in the midst of our chess session. I tilted my head and noticed the strange look on her face. She closed her eyes for several seconds before opening them again, this time with a keen edge.

"Kaze, Chikyu, Mori, Kukan," Ahri ordered the four fox girls standing by our side in a commanding voice. "You hear that?"

Wiggling their ears as well, her vassals widened their eyes for a moment and nodded.

"Do what needs to be done."

"Your wish is our command, Priestess."

As the four fox maids swiftly bowed to their master and left, uneasy tension filled the air.

What needs to be done?

"Play along."

"What?"

"Ahri, can you tell—"

Instantly, the Priestess placed her index finger on my lips. Suddenly placing her paws at the back of my head, Ahri cradled me into her breast.

I was bombarded by the twin peaks of fat.

"What?!" I cried out and struggled.

"Silence."

The crude tone indicated an anomaly. And that was when I heard footsteps behind us. Unfamiliar footsteps and foreign chatters.

"We have visitors."

Before I could respond, I was treated with a face full of breasts again.

♦ ♦ ♦

Ahri transformed into a golden statue, remaining completely frozen in her motion. I watched in absolute shock, trying to understand the severity of the situation. A couple of seconds ago, the Priestess was breathing but she pushed me to the corner as a blinding light immersed our vision.

"To think the famed Priestess was fooling around with a human slave," a female Elve wielding a crystal bow walked inside and shook her head. "What blasphemy."

Two more walked in. Both males Elves, wearing lavishing trimmed robes that indicated prestige and experience.

"Zhonya success!"

"No counterspells. Ah, I was expecting a fight."

Finally, a female Elve with golden-hair stepped inside and wore a confident smile. One of her eyes, radiating a cool emerald-glow, was visible as the other was covered with an eyepatch. I knew she was the leader of their group based on her attitude.

"Oh my, a human?" she instantly stared in my direction.

"Yes, Captain."

Her lips curled mysteriously into a grin, sending danger signals to my entire body.

"Karlice, you have a companion."

My heart pounded as soon as our eyes met.

Behind her was a young brunette in her early twenties, wearing dirty rags for an outfit and a steel collar chained around her neck. She stared at me and nodded wordlessly.

This is the first time I have seen a human...

Is she from the other world...?

"Careful Junna."

"You never know what tricks humans will use."

The Elve Leader paid no regard to their heeds and moved closer. She took my hand and examined carefully.

"Not crude and brutish at all."

I tried to pull back but she had an overpowering grip.

"What elegant fingers, even better than a nobility. Truly, a lucky find out of the millions."

What is this pervert trying to do?

Does she have some sort of hand fetish?

She circled around me like a vulture and sniffed the air.

"How enigmatic. This aroma is familiar yet so distinctive than other humans."

Junna tilted her head in contemplation.

Is this how humans are treated in this world?

Like specimen and animals?

I felt a warm and wet sensation on my cheek.

Yelping, I fell onto my butt and realized Junna licked my face. I watched in horror as she stood motionless for a second.

"W-wonderful!"

She announced in a passionate tone, completely different from earlier.

Junna's knees and arms trembled as she finally collapsed on the carpet, panting heavily. The expression on her face indicated an absolute joy. I was unsure if I should be glad or disgusted, having been tasted like a sample of ice cream.

"Captain!"

"What happened?!"

"Captain has gone insane from another human again."

"Poison? Paralysis? Mind-break?"

"Mana detection is null."

"I shall stop him!"

Instantly, the female Elve raised her bow cautiously. A bolt of light appeared. Her eyes had a keen, veteran precision and I knew she had killed in the past.

FUCK.

FUCK.

AM I GOING TO DIE?!

BIG SISTER.

Luckily, the crazy Elve Leader slammed her brethren to the side using her fist. She flew across and crashed into a wardrobe. Junna narrowed her eyes and raised her chin like a superior.

"Huh? Are you a fucking fool?"

"Gah..."

"Is something wrong with that brain of yours?"

She reprimanded as if the archer had made the biggest mistake of her life. The treatment was different from how Amae addressed her vassals.

"This human here," Junna pulled me by the hand and grinned sadistically. She placed her arms around my shoulder and announced: "He's the one I've been searching for."

I widened my eyes as she ordered in a commanding tone.

"Status report."

"We have taken over the Fallen encampment. Ahri, two Priestesses along with seventy-seven monsters are held as hostages."

"Excellent."

Junna laughed insanely, striking fear in my heart and soul.

"Kill the irrelevants. Leave the Priestesses and Officers alive. But the human is mine."

"Yes, Captain."

I watched as Junna's subordinates left the tent swiftly, leaving me alone with her and the other human. The Elve leaned closer. Her emerald-eye gleamed like derangement as she wafted her warm breath onto my neck repeatedly.

"What shall I do with you, my dear human?"

Big sister... please save me.