Reborn in Type-Moon, My Sister is Aoko Aozaki

In a bedroom within the castle palace of Orkney County, fragmented sunlight scattered through the air. On the only large, velvet bed in the room, two people were lying.

A thin blanket covered their forms, but from the undulating contours, one could still tell that one was a beautiful woman with a fine figure, and the other was a boy.

His long eyelashes trembled gently. Aozaki Rin slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually returning. Feeling someone holding him tightly, he subconsciously whispered.

"Sister?"

However, the warm, soft touch on his face, different from what he was used to, and the unfamiliar fragrance, made the boy instantly recall everything that had happened last night. He spoke again, this time with uncertainty.

"Miss Morgan?"

"I already told you, you're supposed to call me Sister."

Slender, jade-like fingers gently pinched the boy's cheek. In truth, Morgan had been awake the moment Aozaki Rin had. She had only kept her eyes closed, feigning sleep, because she wanted to see how the boy would react upon waking.

Although she was slightly disappointed that she didn't get to see a more flustered version of Aozaki Rin, hearing him call her "Sister" still brought her a good deal of pleasure.

But for that to be his only reaction upon waking... That bastard Arthur must sleep with En all the time, right? And she had the nerve to say she had no dirty thoughts...

Pouting with slight displeasure, normally, Morgan would have muttered curses about Artoria for a good while. But now, looking at the boy held in her arms, a powerful sense of triumph surged through her heart.

So what if you're lucky? This child is mine now, hmph hmph!

"Um, Miss Morgan, could you let me go first? It's a little... hard to breathe."

Aozaki Rin wanted to push her away and break free from her embrace, but for some reason, he felt as if his body had no strength. He could only remind her with some discomfort.

"Is that so? My apologies. But, unless you're willing to call me Sister Morgan, I won't be letting go, you know, En~!"

Hearing the boy's words, not only did Morgan not let go, but she held him even tighter, the corners of her lips curling up slightly.

"But..."

Aozaki Rin froze, completely taken aback that she would make such a demand. A hesitant look appeared on his small face.

"What's the harm in calling me that? I'm that woman Arthur's older sister anyway, so theoretically, I'm your sister too. Isn't it only natural for you to call me Sister Morgan?"

"Besides, if you don't say it soon, you're going to run out of air~!"

Like a tempting devil whispering sweet words, Morgan leaned in close to the boy's ear and spoke softly. At the same time, as if in threat, she tightened her arms, her full yet incredibly soft and warm bosom pressing firmly against Aozaki Rin's chest, forcing him to lift his head and face her.

Seeing that Aozaki Rin was still hesitant, a look of apprehension on his small face as he faintly struggled, Morgan let out a soft laugh.

"It's no use, En. You won't be able to muster any strength. After all, while you were asleep, I cast countless weakening spells on you, and even fed you a little medicine."

"If you want to recover, it will take at least three days."

Seeing the utter surprise on the boy's small face, Morgan's eyes danced with amusement and pride.

In any case, when she had "captured" the boy earlier, she had vaguely sensed the special nature of his constitution. She had gone to considerable lengths to prevent him from escaping the moment he woke up.

Aozaki Rin, for his part, had never imagined things would turn out like this.

He wasn't actually concerned about the name Morgan was demanding he use. He was more worried that, now that he had been taken by Morgan, he wouldn't be able to help his sister Artoria in time if something were to happen on her end.

And so, after a moment of consideration, Aozaki Rin could only speak with a hint of resignation.

"Sister Morgan."

"Mhm, such a good boy. Now that's my good little brother."

Watching the boy's progression from hesitation and worry to his final, resigned and helpless state—this feeling, as if watching him walk step by step into her "trap," sent a thrilling pleasure climbing up Morgan's spine to her brain, making her eyes flash with excitement.

Of course, the most important thing was that in that instant, she had used magic to record the boy saying "Sister Morgan."

She could already imagine the devastated look on that woman Arthur's face upon hearing this.

"Excuse me, can you let go now, Miss Morgan?"

Sensing that her attention had drifted, Aozaki Rin, who was gradually finding it difficult to breathe, had to remind her again, his brow slightly furrowed.

"I told you to say it once, and you really only said it once. You're not cute at all."

Morgan came back to her senses. As if in dissatisfaction, she pinched the boy's wonderfully textured cheek again, but this time, she kept her promise and released her hold.

Free from her embrace, Aozaki Rin immediately used his hands to support his body, trying to get up.

But he had barely propped himself halfway up before the strength in his body seemed to evaporate, and he fell limply back onto the soft bed.

"I've already told you, you'll be in this state for about three days. So don't even try to escape, En. For these three days, you'll be staying right here."

Seeing the boy still trying to inch his way across the bed, as if to flee, Morgan felt a flicker of annoyance. She simply sat up, grabbed Aozaki Rin, and pressed his head onto her fair, soft, yet firm thigh. She turned his little head to face her, her pretty face holding a clear warning.

"I told you, you have to be a good boy. Otherwise, I might do some very 'scary' things."

His body restrained by her once more, Aozaki Rin understood that escaping this time would likely not be as simple as the last.

But he was still puzzled, and he asked with a confused expression.

"Miss Morgan, why do you insist on keeping me here?"

—Because that way, that foolish woman Arthur will walk right into my trap.

"Isn't it normal for an older sister to want her little brother by her side?"

What she said aloud and what she thought in her heart were both true. Morgan's fingers traced a line across the boy's cheek, a smile on her lips.

"...If that's the case, then couldn't you just go to Camelot, Miss Morgan? After all, Vortigern has already been defeated, and the remaining wars... Sister said they will all be over soon."

"At that time, Britain will be at peace again, and we'll only need to focus on development. As long as you're willing to get along with Sister, Miss Morgan, you can see us anytime."

"Or is it that... Miss Morgan still desires the throne?"

Aozaki Rin asked seriously. If it was only for the reason she had just stated, then there was no need for Morgan to do all this.

However, before the boy who could not see, Morgan's expression became complex for a moment. After a brief silence, she said with a cold laugh.

"...That's right, I do. Now do you understand why I'm keeping you? I'm going to use you to threaten that foolish woman Arthur and watch her suffer."

"Really?"

"Of course, it's true."

Morgan answered automatically, but seeing the sorrowful look on the boy's face, as if he were worried because of this, her words faltered.

"...A little brother isn't allowed to ask his sister so many questions."

With a flick of her long, fair fingers, she tapped Aozaki Rin on the forehead. "Hmph," Morgan said irritably, the slight sting of pain bringing Rin back to his senses.

"Miss Morgan..."

"Alright, I don't want to hear any more questions from you. For now, just stay here and rest properly. And don't even think about running away!"

Setting the boy upright on the bed again and pulling the covers over him, Morgan got out of bed, gave one last instruction, and left without lingering, as if to avoid any deeper questioning from the boy.

And outside the bedroom door, walking down the corridor toward her magus's workshop, Morgan recalled the boy's words, lightly biting her lip, her fine brows knitted together.

"'The throne?' At this point, I couldn't care less about something like that... I just want to make everyone understand that I am the superior one."

"I'll be right here, waiting for your challenge, Arthur!"

-------

Enjoying the story? Support the author and get access to early chapters by joining my Patreon!

Find me at My : pat*eon*com/RuneA

I, Herta's Fiancé, the Universe's Number One Male Fist (50 Chapter)

Zenless Zone Zero: I'm a Succubus in Sixth Street (158 Chapter)

Reborn in Type-Moon, My Sister is Aoko Aozaki (160 Chapter)

MyGO!! A Story Voiced by Me (60 Chapter)

BLEACH: Blade of Purification (50 Chapter)

Konoha: Starting the Game as Yoriichi (210 Chapter)

My Real Job is Spying on Konoha, but I'm Also its Hokage (50 Chapter)

If there's a particular novel you're enjoying on Patron, please give it a 'like' so I know to focus on it.