…One day, I woke up to find myself inside a game as a member of a fallen noble family.
It was absurd. But I decided it was something I could accept.
I now had an older sister I’d never had in real life. Camilla Bliss.
In the game, she was undeniably a genius swordswoman who graduated from the academy and became the youngest imperial palace knight.
Honestly, that part was great. It’s good when someone in the family rises high.
Although she seemed to dislike “me”, she was still family.
But then I learned my name was Adel Bliss.
…That, I could not accept.
Madman Adel.
My name was the same as that of a notorious future demon‑worshipper. One of the game’s major villains.
A villain. And like all villains in the game, one whose death was guaranteed.
So… at whose hands?
“Uh…big sister?”
“…Adel Bliss.”
“Uh….y‑yes?”
“Don’t call me ‘sister’.”
“……”
By the hand of the very owner of that frosty voice and shimmering silver hair.
Camilla Bliss.
That was the future inevitably set in stone.
“From now on, be even more careful when you’re outside.”
Thud!
She left, and the door slammed shut.
“…big sister, I’m going to die.”
I’m seriously going to die.
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