My coming-of-age ceremony being overshadowed is one thing. I could take that, yeah, but as I watched the young duke and the prince try to pretend my little brother isn't in the room, altogether was the final straw. I could not take it anymore. 

It was fun to watch them realize my little brother wasn't weak. What's more fun was the look on their faces when they realised that servants too weren't that weak. I can't wait to tell Elise when I see her tomorrow for the tea party.

I had to state the obvious. Quite frankly, I didn't see the appeal with either of them. They are certainly not my type. I wonder if I'll ever get to meet the other prince. He is branded as a barbarian, but I know him all too well. He is perfect for my little brother.

                                                                          Aldric Light.

Everyone in the Empire is under the impression of us being timid, but that's just a front. Look at these two bastards in front of us. I don't get the emperor and what he was thinking when he appointed this clown as the crown prince.

Why didn't that barbarian want to be the crown prince? I swear, sometimes he drives me crazy.

I could only stare at these two brats. They're supposed to be fighting for the same little trinket that came strolling from the gutters. Even when my father released his murderous intent, I could only stare at them. I wanted to do so much more. Break someone's jaw or legs. That was my little brother. If anything, I thought that barbaric prince would be the first to arrive. Where the hell is he?

                                                                        Aiden Light

Well, this has been the longest afternoon ever. It seems that I wasn't the only one who was aware of the moles planted in our family. It's a good thing the owner of this body actually trained his body. I didn't even get to digest all the information that the original me or the multiverse me told me.

If that duke hadn't entered at that time, I would have said something stupid. I knew both him and the prince were fools, but seriously, the lack of respect from what I remembered from the book was all the more reason I needed to use him to direct the crowned prince from what I had stated earlier.

Right now, I'm in my sister's side of the house. Did I ever mention that she has a whole wing of the house to herself? I do too. My feet are submerged in a small basin with clean-up crew fish. They are I don't know if I should say foot massage together with cleaning it. It's ticklish, for one.  

"Hey sis, is this what you meant by dolling me up?"

"I heard somewhere that these fish clean other fish, so I had this idea, why not try it on people too?"

I'm a guinea pig for her experiments, great, we have established that she is a big sister. Well, I can't complain. This is therapeutic to say the least, though it feels like a modern concept from my world. Is she a transmigrant to, or something like me? turning my head and looking at her. 

"Naahh!"

"What? Is your head hurting again? Do you need to see the doctor again?"

"Don't worry, I was trying to guess the flavor of the drink. I thought it tasted like apples, but it's mixed fruit, isn't it?"

"That's right, young master. The young lady did want you to recover quickly, so the juice is composed of mixed fruit." Daisy answers while sipping her glass of juice, just as my sister's lady in waiting.

I could get used to this life.