Imouto sae Ireba Ii. Vol 1 Chapter 1

Imouto Sae Ireba ii 1 Chapter 1 The Light Novel author is a crazed siscon!

"Onii-chan wakie wakie~"

I opened my eyes to the gentle voice, and before me stands Alice, completely naked.

Turning 14 this year, my imouto Alice, with silky golden hair atop a face of dazzling red pupils not unlike a ruby, a truly indescribable beauty.

"Nn...ohayou Alice."

Still a bit dazed from just waking up, I greeted a giggling Alice.

"Onii-chan still looks a bit sleepy hya~ Somethings needs to be done to such energy deprived Onii-chan— ”

My imouto's face rapidly advances towards mine, and then — chuu

“.....!!”

As Alice presses her heavenly soft lips to mine, I was instantly awake.

"Are you awake now? Onii-chan."

With a mischievous smile, one can see a tinge of red surfacing on her cheeks.

"I specially prepared a handmade breakfast for you today. So hurry up before it gets cold~."

"Ahh I got it."

The stark nude Alice nodded her head happily in response, quickly exiting the room with her perfectly round b.u.t.t swaying to her rhythm.

Even though it is a morning scene repeated countless times by now, it is a routine that never grows old.

Wanting to taste the breakfast my imouto had personally prepared, I bolted into the restroom she had gone into before, washed my face from the water left over from her bath, and dried it with her still warm bra.

I made my way towards the dining table, surprised that Yoshiko who was supposed to be dead from what happened yesterday was present.

"Here Onii-chan, eat up~"

The patiently waiting Alice prompted me with a smile.

"Oh. Itadakima~su"

Alice's egg omelette is an excellent piece of art just like each and every before. Her delicious milk also turned over the general concept of milk itself.

My Imouto's freshly produced eggs with her squeezed milk is really something else.

"Ah, Onii-chan, you got ketchup around your mouth~. Can't be helped nya~. Ehhhto...something to wipe with...something to wipe with..."

Alice got a pair of recently worn panties from the gate of the Parallel World and proceeded to clean my mouth.

I was a.s.saulted with the sweet fragrance of my imouto from the Parallel World.

I really want to eat these panties...

hamuhamu.

Ohtto, I caught it in my mouth.

munch munch nibble nibble.

My imouto's panties are really delicious~~

Alice looks on towards me with a slightly troubled face as I unconsciously finished her whole panties.

"Mou~ If Onii-chan wants to eat panties so bad then I'll have to prepare more than enough stir-fried freshly worn panties with milk won't I? Please look forward to lunch~!"

..........

"WHAT THE h.e.l.l IS THIS ———— !!"

"wuah?! Wh-what's this all of a sudden??"

The shocked Itsuki asks the source of the sudden shriek, Toki, who had also slammed the ma.n.u.script onto the table in surprise.

"Don't ’What's this all of a sudden'　me! ...wh,what's with this insane world... I think something may be wrong with the brain here..."

Toki commented in a rough voice.

"Fu...Seems like the masterpiece drawn up by your's truly, has impressed you greatly."

"Th,This...freaking idiot..."

Toki's face twisted in disgust as Itsuki folded his arms and grinned arrogantly.

Itsuki —— Hashima Itsuki, a light novel author.

20 years old as of today, a slightly smaller build. Although he's not doing so good with eyesight, what's left of the innocence in his face is covered up by a shameless expression that is capable of ticking off anyone anywhere at anytime.

Itsuki had been using his real name to sign off his works since he does not have a pen name.

The other individual, Toki Genjirou, is the editor in charge of Itsuki, 26 years old as of today.

Dressed in a suit with gla.s.ses, he has the look of a real man.

The light novel author and the editor, in what is known as an arranged meeting.

Though it could be done through mail or by phone, it was also possible for Itsuki to meet with Toki face to face, with the old fashioned printout ma.n.u.script and the observation of the reader's reactions.

The two of them are inside Itsuki's apartment. Because the apartment building was located only a mere 5 minute walk from the Publisher's office where Toki worked, it was not so uncommon for them to meet like this.

".....Just to make sure....this is, without question, the ma.n.u.script for the 2nd chapter of 'The Scarlet Jäger (Name Subjected to change)', right?"

Toki inquired with a worn out voice.

"Of course."

Toki's face distorted as Itsuki answered without missing a beat.

".....I-isn't it weird—? Chapter 2 starts with the heroine appearing randomly in the protagonist's house, while she supposedly died from saving him from the devil in chapter 1? Isn't this a bit...too..."

"Fu, Too perfect right? It beautifully follows the plotline."

"Where in h.e.l.l does this even remotely connect to the original plotline?!"

Itsuki frowned a bit as Toki frustratingly slams down on the table

"Isn't a good surprise for the protagonist following the plot? The one who supposedly died yesterday....ehhhto....what was the name again..."

"Why of all things would you forget the name of your own main heroine?! It's Yoshiko! Yoshiko!! Also, what are you going to do for the name of the Jäger fighting battles in the dark world...... Well....It's true that at first "Surprised that Yoshiko who was supposed to be dead from what happened yesterday was present." seems out of place, but I guess it's a pretty innovative style of writing...though those who aren't careful readers might not feel the same."

"Yare yare.......Editors are easily troubled by those things eh? Don't worry, I have taken measures inside the story so that if the readers didn't notice, at the end, they will say 'There wasn't any foreshadowing' or 'The story was pretty rough'."

"How is that supposed to be of any rea.s.surance?!"

Toki roughened his voice at a slightly sighing Itsuki, fuu............................................................. with this breathing has finally calmed down.

".......While Yoshiko's reappearance seems to be standing out the most, the biggest problem isn't that though."

"What?"

As Toki tapped the ma.n.u.script firmly with his middle finger,

"What is with this new character called Alice!? I haven't heard anything about a character like this being part of the story!"

"The protagonist's imouto. In the character description, it clearly states that he had a little sister."

"The words really flow out of your mouth heh?! Not much else was written about her so I thought she was merely a small supporting character...........Just what is this monster.......!!"

"Kawaii level monster? Fuhaha isn't she!"

"That's not it idiot!! Ahhh Kuso!! First off, it's already weird enough that her default was stark nude, but...isn't there something terribly wrong with this depiction?? A naked figure appearing from a hazy view suddenly, such high level exposition skills!! And on top of it all the protagonists just naturally dries his face with his imouto's bra and proceeds to eat her pantsu, what an inconceivable hentai....no, he is definitely 100% kichigai ! …...I'm just asking now, but what exactly was the typo between bread and pantsu about...?”[1]

“What a foolish question, such highly skilled author such as I would not make such a newbie mistake.”

“Isn't that right d.a.m.n it!! …..Anyways this 'Milk of Alice' thing is...”

“It's just like how I wrote it, the milk comes from the b.r.e.a.s.t.s of Alice. It's very appetizing.”

“And these 'Eggs of Alice'....?”

“Freshly produced by Alice, it's 10x more delicious that what you can imagine, almost on the same level as caviar. …..Not that I like caviar that much to begin with though.”

“hahaha, as I expected, this protagonist along with his imouto are both totally demented psychos! And then the most kichigai one would be yourself who created these characters! Even though from the beginning you described the protagonist as 'A normal highschool student who was born into and grew up in an ordinary household'”! Yet at the spotlight of this lunatic household is the demented heroine who overshadowed the main antagonist himself from the moment she appeared!”

With his anger billowing as high as a tsunami, even Itsuki himself had to twitch an eyebrow.

“Mwu..... Now that you went and said it...I guess the part about the eggs and milk is a 'little' overboard.... But as a fictional action story I thought that 'somewhat' surreal details are within the boundaries...”

“'A little'...? 'Somewhat'...?”

Then, to a trembling Toki,

“Isn't it often the case? For example, the protagonist's relative is actually a legendary adventurer, or the only surviving successor to an ancient art of warfare, and offers to pa.s.s it onto our hero.”

“Did you not think at all how crazy traits such as producing eggs or eating panties would fit in the standard configuration of an action manga...!”

As Toki rubs his temples out of frustration, Itsuki continues on timidly,

“....B, but, going into the washroom your imouto was in previously and washing your face with the leftover water, isn't it common for households with imoutos?”

“I'll be d.a.m.ned to h.e.l.l if this was true for even a split second! You crazed siscon!!”

Toki cried out with all his strength.

Hashima Itsuki, 16 years old—Debuting during his 2nd year of highschool after winning the annual new comer's compet.i.tion, from then on in 3 years time, he had 5 singles and 3 whole series, totaling to around 20 books in all published.

Though he has completed stories before his debut, still being able to publish 20 books in 3 years time is a really impressive feat, and because he was able to work at such a fast pace without losing any quality in his works, he has been picking up fans left and right.

He has also been featured repeatedly in the top 10 of the weekly original content ranking, arguably making him one of the most popular light novel authors in j.a.pan.

Writing speed, imagination, Story organization, character design, Itsuki possesses everything essential to a successful writing career—but, his recent works doesn't seem to be selling as well as his previous ones.

In every one of his works, the main heroine is the 'Imouto'.

Even though the imouto character is a pretty safe route and albeit a popular one to take, readers will start to get tired and eventually say “This again?”.

Itsuki himself had resolved to make his heroines 'The imouto that stands out from all imoutos', and so as his works grew in numbers, the heroines quickly became 'peaky'. Recently, the affectionate views towards the protagonist's imouto spreaded like wildfire, and hooked readers did not grow in small numbers.

And on top of this, Itsuki strived for another major breakthrough, abandoning his old style of 'Heroine Imouto' and challenged himself to create a new style of character. With this, and partially because of Toki's insistence, he created a new series called 'The Scarlet Jäger (Name subjected to change)'. However, it seems like it only amounted to a creation of a terrifying monster.[2]

"Geez...His siscon tendencies are really troublesome..."

Toki Genjirou sighed repeatedly while on the road back to the publisher's office. In the cold January weather, his breath could be seen. Then,

"Ah, Toki-san, konnichiwa."

The owner of the clear voice was a teenager with a smaller build and a wind breaker.

Swinging from his arms were groceries from a nearby supermarket.

"Aa, Chihiro-kun, konnichiwa."

Toki returned the greeting.

"I just met with your brother in his apartment."

"Is that so? Thank you for always taking care of him."

"You're too kind."

Teenage boy—Hashima Chihiro, Itsuki's kid brother.

1st year of highschool. With semi-short black hair and a smooth white face, he is very pleasing to the eye. In Itsuki's words, an academic genius and very capable in sports, he is almost comparable to superman himself.

The residence of Itsuki's parents are 20 minutes away by bus. Chihiro often makes the trip to help around the apartment of his brother, and so has met Toki before.

"Did you come to make dinner tonight?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"........Geez, Itsuki really has a very caring brother, I'm starting to get a little jealous."

As Toki inadvertently said out loud what he was thinking, Chihiro's face deepened in color. "...Such things...it's not like that..."

Chihiro muttered in embarra.s.sment

"Well then, I'll take my leave. Please continue to support my brother."

Chihiro bidded farewell politely as he turned to walk towards Itsuki's apartment.

As Toki looked on to the shrinking figure, he began thinking.

He is barely a highschool student yet already has such courtesy, whether be it a lax or sober situation. He also possess such advanced skill in gourmet, and already so responsible as to tend to his slothful brother. He really is the perfect little brother to have.

"....If Chihiro-kun wasn't born as a boy but as a girl, Maybe Itsuki wouldn't have turned out to be such a siscon.... If only he had a little sister(Imouto sae ireba)....no. I can't ignore the fact that if that was the case, Itsuki might not have become an author.....This is an unexpectedly tough question to answer."

A few minutes after the meeting with Toki,

Itsuki opened the front door at the ringing of the chime. Because they had agreed before hand, Itsuki knew about Chihiro's arrival.

".....oh"

"un."

"........Nn."

With an opening conversation that can't even be cla.s.sified as such, Itsuki invited Chihiro inside.

Even though they are brothers, there exists an awkward atmosphere between them.

Their relationship started after Itsuki's father had married Chihiro's mother 3 years ago——The same year as Itsuki's debut.

In their 2nd year of Highschool and 1st year of Middleschool, the period where emotions start to surface, they were thrusted together and told they were brothers.

Not sure how to accept this fact, at first they merely considered the other to be an individual whom they shared the house with.

When Itsuki enrolled in college and moved out, the statues quo was broken.

Even though the college itself was a mere 10 minutes from the house, for the reason of working on his novels while commuting to school......he independently rented a room of an apartment building.

In the end he dropped out of college in the middle of the first year, but because the publisher's office is nearly, he continued to live in that apartment.

Chihiro started coming over to Itsuki's apartment from the very start, bringing along bags of rice and other sustenances, but after Itsuki dropped out Chihiro began coming more often, and even extended services to include making meals and cleaning around the house.

After becoming a full time writer, Itsuki picked up his pace once again and began writing at amazing speed. But at the same time his living habits also dropped in quality, with his everyday rythm being scrambled and falling apart, his room gradually reached the point where the mess can no longer be ignored.

"It'll be done soon so please be patient until then."

".......ooh."

The ap.r.o.n equipped Chihiro expertly handled the kitchen utensils and tools and began on the cooking.

'katakata', sounds of Itsuki writing his light novel on his notebook computer could be heard while he glanced sideways at Chihiro. Chihiro finished after 30 minutes and the two brothers gathered at the table.

"Itadakimasu." "Itadakimasu."

After the two of them said thanks with their hands together, they began to dig in.

Stir-fried shrimp in chili sauce, Hachita Karana, and fried rice. It really is quite the complete meal, and the quality of the food is also top cla.s.s. The chopsticks quickly began picking clean the plates.

Chihiro couldn't help but allow a slight smile surface as he looked on towards his brother eagerly feasting away. It's only eating dinner, yet somehow it seems as if it would make an award winning picture.

Attractive face and figure, straight As in school, sports prodigy, amazing chef, responsible around the house, and gentle mannered. Chihiro possesses all these traits, it wouldn't be much of an exaggeration to call him the perfect human being.

As a brother, no, as a man, it is impossible for Itsuki to suppress his inferiority complex.

As a result, sometimes Itsuki unintentionally becomes a bit stingy.

"......Hey Chihiro. Every time I see you you're working harder than the last, don't you have anything else better to do? For example....a date with your girlfriend?"

Chihiro's expression sobered a bit.

"I don't have such things."

"Is that so."

"un"

Chihiro isn't the unpopular type, so it's not that he can't, but more like he won't.

"Why don't you?"

".....I don't really have a reason to have one."

For some reason Chihiro pouted a bit as he said that.

"Even more...I'm worried about you Onii-san."

"I, I don't need you to worry at all!"

Chihiro sighed slightly.

"......I wouldn't have to worry if Onii-san would become more responsible and take care of yourself."

"I, I can already do so."

"Can you? 3 meals a day, you cannot only consume cup noodles, but you will have to cook for yourself and eat the sufficient number of vegetables. You will have to clean the room, wash dishes, separate the waste according to its type......e, ecchi books and games will have to be organized too."

"I, I can do it...."

"You can't."

Chihiro denied it right away.

"Onii-san, you washed your sweater with your other clothes again right? You have to put in the right type, the right amount of detergent, select the right course, and press the right b.u.t.tons."

Itsuki put on a stiff expression as he was seen through.

"Eh, co, course....? Ugu....bu, but there's a problem Chihiro!"

"Eh?"

"There's no detergent! It would be too much trouble to go out and buy it as well so there's none left at all!"

"Why do you look so self-confident.... But anyways, the detergent was always in the shelf under the wash stand."

".....Is that so?"

"Mou...."

Chihiro sighed as his expression turned into one of slight amazement.

"......As I thought you can't do anything without me here"

For some reason Chihiro seemed slightly cheerful as he muttered.

Translator notes and references Jump up↑ Bread(パン) and Pantsu(パンツ) are only one character apart in j.a.panese.　But one should never make such mistake. Jump up↑ The kanji for imouto(妹) was used, but p.r.o.nounced monster. I guess in the end it's an imouto that stands out from all imoutos after all though.