She’s The Older Sister Of The Yandere Male Lead In A BL Novel - Chapter 3

To be honest, people already have a fixed idea that saints are all like that, benevolent to a fault.

But I’d rather shout—

‘I never even thought of wanting to become a saintess!’

I didn’t ask for it, but I was one now.

It’s not like I’m holding a grudge for it, but why must I accept a fate that I couldn’t even refuse in the first place?

I hate it so much.

Who in their right mind would like it if it was like me, who was forcibly given the title of ‘Saintess’, then told to sacrifice my life and devote everything to others?

I have no use for such an honorable position.

However, this doesn’t mean I’m cursing out the other people who sacrificed themselves for the greater good.

I admire them. They’re great. It’s not easy to step up and think of others first.

They did that because they wanted to, no because they didn’t know they’d been signed up for the task.

Ah, I’ve been ranting to myself all this time, but the bottom line is that I won’t sacrifice myself for the sake of people I don’t even know.

Martyrdom isn’t really my style.

I’ll do my part as a saintess, sure, but I won’t volunteer to do more.

I didn’t want to go to the temple at all, but okay, I’ll go to the temple if I receive the oracle calling me there to become a saintess. There, I’ll be under their custody so they can protect me until I become an adult.

Before that, I’ll have to rehabilitate my dear younger brother Lisandro.

In the midst of my growing worries, I watched the two kids sitting on the picnic blanket, chatting after they played a lot.

Because I ran to get here, I stopped for a bit and breathed in and out deeply. Then after I calmed down, I approached them.

Frey, who made eye contact with me, jumped up and put on a big smile.

“Sister*!”

“Hi, Frey.”

As he waved his hands with bright red cheeks, I greeted my favorite Frey.

Lisandro was also very handsome, but Frey was just on a whole different level.

He was a child with a certain air of mystery to him even though he wasn’t fully grown yet.

His beauty was so mesmerizing that he took my breath away.

With black hair that seemed to never get tangled up, clear irises that looked like honey-coated gold, even at a young age he exuded a strangely bewitching charisma.

It was enough for me to fall into a daze without knowing it.

He must be the result of God’s intricate manifestation.

When he grows up, he’ll be so beautiful that my image of him in my head would pale in comparison.

To the point that Lisandro’s soul would be completely ensnared.

“How are you feeling today?

I sat next to Lisandro and looked at Frey.

He was a very weak, sickly child.

He often suffered from various illnesses, had fevers, and often collapsed.

When he grew up, he was still very sickly, and Lisandro certainly didn’t help since he just made it worse.

Lisandro would constantly worry about Frey, so he didn’t allow him to leave his side for even a second.

It was pitiful, but it wasn’t right to think that Frey was pathetic because it was Lisandro’s fault he became like that.

“I’m okay! What about Sister?”

“I’m, well, very healthy of course.”

I stared at Frey’s pale complexion.

If I ever wondered what ‘delicate beauty’ ever meant, then Frey was the textbook definition.

Fortunately, I knew about Frey’s illness and how to heal it.

It’s all thanks to the novel that I read in my previous life.

Frey got sick because his heart was poisoned.

Ever since he was young, a poison began to eat away at Frey’s life.

I had no idea what kind of poison it was, but it was something that targeted his heart.

It caused people to suffer from high fevers and strain their entire body to the point of immobility.

Whenever Frey was sick, it was described like this in the book:

I feel like boiling lava is being poured all over my entire body.

I knew one way of dealing with this terrible pain.

The method was simple.

I could just send a pure holy power to Frey’s heart that would act like a shield.

Of course, if he gets struck with a sword, then he’ll definitely die, but this type of shield would be enough to prevent the poison from reaching his heart again.

The Pope’s holy power would be enough as a shield, but that could only be the case if a saint appeared in this world.

The temple’s power was directly related to the saint, so if there wasn’t one, then the temple weakened considerably.

Without a strong enough shield over his heart, the poison would continue to attack him. The poison would appear again and go straight to his heart.

Yurenia was the one who came up with the solution of placing a shield over his heart.

Thanks to that, Frey’s illness subsided for a while.

Yurenia died before Frey could be completely healed.

After they ran away together and gave Frey the hope that he could continue living, Yurenia’s death left Frey feeling more helpless and desolate than ever before.

He already thought that he’d be able to live with Yurenia with a healthy body, but when he realized that it was all in vain, the despair he felt was tremendous.

I also had a little hope in me while I was reading the novel.

I thought Frey would have a happy ending, but after Yurenia died, I was dazed.

For some reason, my heart throbbed in pain like there was something sharp stabbing me.

Yurenia made Frey healthy for a while, but they eventually got caught by Lisandro and faced a tragic ending.

God damn it, Lisandro.

I’d like to heal Frey now, but I couldn’t show my holy power just yet.

When I recalled memories of my past life, I thought of what I must do.

My great ambition to play, eat, and sleep to my heart’s content will need to be rescheduled for another time.

Along with Lisandro’s rehabilitation, Frey’s recovery was also a top priority.

“I heard you’re going to play with me from now on!”

Frey beamed and delicately held my fingertips with a delighted expression.

I laughed half-heartedly.

“Let me know if you feel uncomfortable.”

“It isn’t at all! I like it a lot!”

Frey shook his head from side to side roughly.

Well, I was going to force myself between them anyway if he rejected me, but I was glad he liked it after all.

“Frey, aren’t you a bit too happy about it?”

Lisandro puffed up his cheeks and asked Frey with a pout.

Lisandro was like any other aristocratic child his age.

“N-No that’s not it…!”

Frey blushed furiously and looked alternately between me and Lisandro.

Refraining from wanting to pinch Lisandro’s cheeks, I poked him instead.

Then, I smiled as kindly as I could so he’ll understand well.

“Lisandro, do you hate me?”

“Why are you being gross all of a sudden?”

My sweet smile cracked.

“What! So you do hate me?!”

I shouted and glared at Lisandro, who in turn flinched, then murmured softly.

“No, I’m not saying I hate you…”

“Where else can you find a sister like me? I’m so nice and wonderful that it’s only natural that Frey also likes me. Right? You like me, right?”

It was a ridiculous way to explain it.

But it worked on Lisandro precisely because it’s Lisandro. He’s an idiot, but he likes me very much.

How crazy had Lisandro been about Frey that he eventually killed his beloved sister in such a terrible way…?

Ah, it had been useless to raise him. Rotten rascal.

“…Well, maybe if it’s Frey, then it’ll be fine.”

Lisandro looked at Frey intently and shook his head.

“I’ll allow you to like my sister.”

I clicked my tongue at this brother of mine who’s speaking arrogantly and raising his chin.

He was so mischievous that I couldn’t imagine him growing up to become an obsessed lunatic.

Frey smiled broadly and nodded. Then, on the mat, he crawled closer to me.

“I thought you didn’t like me.”

It’s like he had droopy puppy ears.

I stroked his bowed head.

“Why would you think that? I don’t hate you, Frey.”

With my hand still on his head, he lifted his gaze and smiled. His beauty was truly blinding.

“Sister just watched from afar all the time and didn’t come near me… I thought you didn’t want to play with me.”

Before this, I avoided Lisandro’s chattering because I didn’t want to hear it.

And Frey was the mesmerizingly handsome man who I didn’t want to die.

It would become a big deal if Lisandro falls in love quickly with Frey.

Frey really was not like any other men—his beauty made people want to give everything to him, even their liver and gallbladder. Not me though, I wouldn’t give up my organs.

Moreover, it felt like I was intruding between the two of them if I played together with them.

But now I’ll get in their way.

“I just thought I’d be an uninvited guest when you’re playing together.”

“Not at all!”

Frey clenched his fist and denied it fiercely.

Did he really like me this much?

Because I never had much contact with Frey before, I was confused, but then I just nodded.

“Thanks, Frey.”

“Hehe.”

He smiled shyly and scratched the back of his head.

As Lisandro watched from the side, his expression slowly distorted, then he grabbed my arm and yanked me towards him.

There was even a little hostility in his gaze directed at Frey.

After a moment, while I was still shocked by the sudden change, Lisandro warned Frey in a low voice.

“She’s my sister.”

“Yeah. Lisandro’s older sister. I’m not related to you by blood, so of course she’s Lisandro’s sister.”

Frey smiled widely at Lisandro, who also grinned in return, then let go of my arms as if he was relieved.

The hostility quickly disappeared, and their eyes were full of energy again.

“It’s good that you know.”

“Yup!”

Sitting on the picnic blanket, I picked up a cookie and bit it while staring at Lisandro pitifully.

Ah, I can’t believe I spoke carelessly. I’m stupid. Stupid.

Ever since that day, I’d been stuck between Frey and Lisandro all the time.

Frey talked to me more than he did with Lisandro.

Perhaps he felt jealous while watching us, but when I was reading a book one time in preparation for entering the temple, Lisandro suddenly showed up.

When he burst through the door and rushed next to me, he crouched beside me and looked up a lot.

It was obvious that he couldn’t talk to me because he knew I’d get angry if he interrupted my reading time.

In the end, I couldn’t ignore him and closed the book.

“What is it? Do you have something to say?”

“We’re related by blood.”

“That’s unfortunately true, but yes, we are.”

Then, Lisandro quickly transformed into an innocent child and teared up.

“Why—why would you say that like it’s nothing! That’s harsh…!”

The smile on my face felt so painful, but I just held it in and patted him on the back.

“Just kidding. You and I are twins, so of course we’re inseparable.”

Lisandro, who had tears in his eyes, wiped his eyes and suddenly shouted.

“But why is only Frey pretty! Why do you only like Frey!”

Well, because Frey’s prettier than you.

If I answered this, I knew he’d go crazy and go on a tantrum, so I held it in once more.

And I don’t just like Frey.

I love him, just like how I love my brother Lisandro.

But I didn’t say this out loud.

“Isn’t it natural because Frey also likes me?”

“It doesn’t matter because I can change Frey’s mind.”

If you can’t do that, will it drive you crazy?

In Lisandro’s confident mind, I decided to plant a seed.

I decided to take this opportunity to instill in him the idea that if he becomes obsessed with another person, he’ll bever be able to live a good life.

“So you’re mad that I only like Frey?”

“Yeah.”

He nodded without hesitation and said yes.

I thought about where to start before I spoke again.

“You don’t want Frey to be sick, do you?”

“Of course. Why are you asking that all of a sudden? I know that it’s not good to be sick.”

Aigoo, you’re making me proud, dear brother.

But why did you change so much when you grew up?

I patted his head, then added.

“Then you know that it’s wrong to do the things that the person you like hates.”

“Is this another sermon?”

“If you don’t want to start another fight instead of a sermon, then just listen up.”

I glared at him.

At that, instead of laughing at me or brushing away my words, he sat still and nodded.

What a smart kid.

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tl/n:

Hello! I’m Yonnee, the new translator for this series. I’ll be translating one chapter per week, so you can expect regular updates from now on~

* When Frey calls Yurenia ‘Sister,’ this isn’t literal. It’s just a term to call a close older friend who’s a girl, but of course it sounds more natural in Korean. Would you guys prefer that we keep ‘Sister’ or should I switch to ‘Noona’? Let me know in the comments below~

P.S. I changed our FL’s name from ‘Eurenia’ to ‘Yurenia’ because her nickname is ‘Yuni’ and that looks better on the page than ‘Euni’.