I decide to hide the diary and go to sleep, it's not like I didn't know he's a psychotic maniac, it's just worse than I thought it would be.
I lie down on the bed and start thinking as I look at the ceiling.
'Am I going to be forced to have relations with him?...' This honestly seems disgusting, I was a man before, so obviously I don't want to be with another guy.
As for the incest thing, it doesn't seem that bad, but it's more because of two factors, first I'm not really his "sister" after all I was just thrown into this world and don't have any actual relation with this guy even though this body has blood ties to him.
Although I still feel family feelings which makes me feel weird about it.
And the second factor is that it seems this body has gotten used to it making the idea not unfeasible, what really disgusts me more is the fact that I'll have to have sex with a man.
'I fervently hope I won't actually have to do this...' I know that if he asked for it, I wouldn't be able to refuse, my body by reflex obeys that guy and after reading that diary it's obvious why I'm so afraid and can't disobey.
I try to sleep but thoughts keep invading my mind, this world seems to be the most complicated so far, because my supposed brother is a degenerate Siscon psychopath who doesn't mind murdering his own parents.
Furthermore, it's obvious that he has way too much money to be challenged by ordinary authorities, and I apparently have no friends besides this Rayan guy.
'He knows about the diary...maybe I should burn this book...' it wouldn't be good to be punished for something I didn't even write.
After hours of tossing and turning in bed, I manage to get some sleep.
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I wake up in the morning to a knock on my door.
"C-Come in, brother" It can't be anyone else besides my brother since I doubt he'd let anyone else stay in this house. I'm slowly getting better at dealing with the fear.
He soon enters with a fancy breakfast tray, he walks up to the bed where I am and sits down as he speaks to me.
"Good morning, sister. I've brought your breakfast, you need strength, so I also brought supplements." Next to the food, there is a bottle of vitamin pills.
"Why do I need this?" I ask with little courage, trying not to sound too questioning.
"That machine exhausted your body a lot, so you slept for 1 week, so I need to make sure you're fully recovered."
It seems plausible, and the vitamin bottle is sealed, but even if it weren't vitamins, it's not like I have the option of not taking them.
I'm going to try to grab the tray, but I stop reflexively. It's a bit annoying that I can't even do something as basic as that.
"Brother, can I...eat my breakfast alone? It's just that I want to finish quickly to explore the house," I give an excuse to try to convince him.
"...Don't overdo it." He places the tray on my bed and starts texting on his phone. I take the tray and start eating breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, I opened the vitamin bottle and took 3 pills as he told me to.
Then I took a bath and put on a rather cute outfit that was on my bed. I don't really like the style, but I can't just complain, so I put it on anyway.
When I come out of the room, my brother is waiting to show me our "house," but from what I can see, about 40% of the rooms are locked. I don't know what's in them, but he doesn't let me see.
And honestly, I prefer not to see what he's hiding. Ignorance is sometimes a blessing, and for my situation, the less I know, the less danger I'm in.
I've learned that curiosity can kill me. If I hadn't investigated Himari, I could have been alive in that world, so in this world, I prefer not to go snooping around things I shouldn't.
"Brother...can I go to college?" I know I'm in college, but I don't know much about it, and honestly, my interest isn't in studying, but in staying away from my brother. The less time we spend together, the less chance he has of asking me for something.
"No, I don't want you near that guy," he says in a cold tone as we walk, the tone so cold that it gives me chills and makes my hands tremble with some fear.
"C-Can I change colleges?" I don't care about this Rayan guy, I don't even know who he is, and I'm not desperate for friendships. I don't need friends, what I need is to survive and then break my curse.
"That's not a bad idea." He pauses for a moment and looks at me with a certain surprise, I think he thought I wouldn't want to get rid of the old "friendships," but in reality, I don't care about that since I don't even know who they are.
"Okay, if that's the case, I think you can go to a new college in 1 week..." He starts messing with his phone, and I can glimpse several bank transfers.
'Are these the names of colleges?...I see...that's kind of scary...' I wonder how "I" didn't fail in school and college, given that the diary showed it was normal for "me" to be locked up and punished.
It's obvious that he paid for me to pass each grade and paid to ensure I had no problems in college.
So it's natural that he will choose a college that he can control.
"What area do you want to study in, sister?" He asks after choosing what I judge to be the college I will attend.
"I think...arts...yes, I want to go to an arts college." Since he controls the money, I don't need to work, so I'll choose something that consumes a lot of time just to stay away from him.
"Hmm...okay, I'll go to the arts college too." He starts sending messages on his phone to some contacts.
'Wait...oh no...' I was tricked, now that we're in the same area in a new college, we can end up in the same class even if we have different ages, and with the power of money, we'll end up in the same class with 100% certainty.
'He knew and tricked me...I hate that he's a damn genius...'
While he sends messages, I look at the architecture of the house. It's quite fancy, but it seems too labyrinthine for me. I decided to look at the house because I don't want to think about how easily I was tricked.
Besides, the locked doors make me somewhat anxious, because something problematic could be extremely close to me and I don't know about it.
Like, he made a memory erasing machine, what's to stop him from making another machine that could maybe control my mind or something like that.
I stop in front of a painting. There's a "family" portrait with four people in the image.
'I was such a cute kid...Hiroshi was cute too...' I can't understand why people end up becoming psychopaths like this.
This makes me have strange intrusive thoughts, like suicide. If I killed myself, I could go to another world, but there's no guarantee that world would be better, so I'd be leaving it to chance.
Another intrusive thought is murder. If I killed my Yandere, I wouldn't have to worry, but I'm too much of a coward to be able to take someone's life.
'Do I gain personality aspects in each world?...Is there a world where I'm an assassin?' Something to think about, although honestly I don't want to be an assassin.
"Hya?" Suddenly my breasts are grabbed from behind.
"You were so distracted by the painting that you didn't even notice," my brother murmurs as he squeezes my ample breasts.
'S-Shit, I feel weird' I feel a bit of disgust but also a strange familiarity with the act. I step forward, distancing myself as he releases my breasts.
'Tsk, why do I have to have these big boobs...' Having them touched only highlighted how heavy they are, which is a bit uncomfortable.
"Don't be so shy, sister. We're past the stage where you can be timid about just this, after all, you already know, don't you?" He says with a chuckle as he resumes walking.
'He knows I saw the diary...shit' I wanted to use the fact that he erased my memories to avoid any intimacy, but it seems that won't work.
Besides, I felt strange with his touch, the fear disappeared, replaced by a strange feeling.
I don't like the direction this is taking.
'I need to stay away from this Siscon sociopath' I continue the walk with him as he shows me various facilities in the house and even some machines he built himself.
'Wait, and is that why he's giving me vitamins? To fuck me without worrying?...maybe suicide is still viable...no, no, no' Just because the situation is bad doesn't mean it can't get worse.
I could end up in an even more complicated and difficult world. I think it might be better to stay with this Siscon sociopath who keeps me alive and gives me some freedom.
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So we spend the next few days relatively calmly, although he's always around, he still gives me some freedom to do things, although I didn't have access to any technology like phones.
And finally, the one week is up, so I can go to college. I was starting to get scared of staying here. He continued to feed me vitamins.
Which really helped, as I feel stronger and healthier, but it also made his gaze at my body more lustful, meaning he's really taking care of my health just so he can have me.
He even made a joke at one of the dinners when I asked what he likes to eat.
He said he's first making the "food" stronger before he can truly savor his favorite "food."
Basically saying that I'm his favorite "food," which really disgusts me.
I feel like my private parts are in constant danger around this Siscon, so I've decided I'll take as many college assignments as possible just to stay away from this guy.