“We’ve decided to get married, so I want to break off my engagement with you.”

“I’m sorry… That’s just how it is, Big Sis…”

That was what I, Aoba Mia, was told by my fiancé and younger sister.

There were so many things I wanted to say, but I couldn’t find the words.

My mind blanked, while my body froze.

Seeing me like that, my sister and fiancé seemed to have misunderstood.

“Big Sis… you’re angry, aren’t you?”

“Hey, don’t glare at Arisa like that. You know Arisa has been having it hard lately, right? That’s why I want to support her… You understand too, don’t you?”

However, Uwakishi Makiru, who was supposed to be my fiancé, looked at me with exasperation, as if to say, “I see that you still aren’t mature enough to understand…”

“Since when…?”

“About two years ago, I think.”

“…Wasn’t that around the time I asked to breakup?”

Honestly, I was fed up with Makiru. He was always prioritizing my sister over me. Yet when I went to him about break up, he came crying to me, saying, “I’m sorry! I just want to help Arisa and her children! They are struggling so much…”

When I heard that, I felt like I was being narrow-minded, so I forgave him and continued to date him.

“At that time, I really didn’t want to break up with you. But hearts change.”

“But…”

“You see, Arisa has children, and children need a father.”

That’s right.

My sister, Arisa, had been married once in the past.  She changed her name from Aoba Arisa to Akui Arisa. They divorced later, but had already had three children with her previous husband, and she took them all in.

When asked why they divorced, she said, “My husband was a terrible person…” but Arisa had always been a liar, so who knows if that is true. In fact, she always made me the bad guy as well. She’d tell people, “My older sister is terrible…”

In any case, my sister had three children. A four-year old and two-year-old twins. That said, Arisa didn’t take them in because she wanted to cherish them. To be frank, Arisa had never raised children properly.

Even before the divorce, she’d come to our parents’ house and force me to babysit them, saying, “I’m weak and tired.” It was the same after her divorce, only her excuse became, “I’m so emotionally shaken by the divorce, I’m a shell of myself…”

Personally, I thought that Arisa probably took the children so she could receive child support. Yet, she never paid me for raising them.

I used to work an office job, I started straight out of high school. But now, in my twenties, with children and sickly parents to care for, I had to quit my job and switch to part-time. I took care of them every day, barely getting enough sleep. Meanwhile, Arisa slept soundly every day, and even took naps, saying she was unwell.

When I pointed this out to her, she started crying and screaming, saying, “How horrible! I didn’t ask to be sick?! Are you trying to worsen my illness?!” Even when her own child was crying, she’d just say, “Big Sis, the baby is crying. Quickly, take care of her. It’s just so sad…”

She never did anything.

Makiru met Arisa when she came to visit my house a long time ago, and he sympathized with her situation… “She seems to have it rough, so I’ll help her…” When I saw him playing with the children, I thought he was such a kind person.

Now that I thought about it, he only played with them occasionally. He made me change all of the diapers and do the feeding. Although, well, in this case, it couldn’t be helped since Makiru wasn’t the father…

I just wished I could stop taking care of these children who weren’t my own. But the fact remained that the children were innocent. If I left them to Arisa, she might abuse them.

That’s why I tried so hard. Even though it was hard—

“—Hey, don’t blame Arisa. Don’t you feel sorry for her children?”

…Again.

I had heard those words so many times before.

‘Don’t you feel sorry for her children?’

I wasn’t blaming the children. I was blaming Arisa and Makiru for their daily actions and infidelity. Meanwhile, they used the children as a shield to make me look like the bad guy. I was so sick of their wretched nature!

The children were sleeping in the Japanese-style room next door, separated by a paper screen. If I shouted, they’d wake up. They were young, I didn’t want them to listen to their aunt and mother having such a horrid conversation… Children could sense the unpleasant atmosphere between adults.

That was why I couldn’t say anything—

The next moment, my vision shook.

Huh…?

When I came to, I was lying on the tatami floor.

What…? That’s weird…

I wasn’t in pain, but my body was hot. I had a feeling I couldn’t describe in words.

“Oh no, Big Sis, what’s wrong? Well, aren’t you desperate to get Makiru’s attention…?”

“Seriously? Hey, stop that.”

Even though I collapsed in front of them, they were giggling… Unbelievable.

They told me to, “be more considerate,” and “everyone had their own circumstance.” But when something was wrong with me, they just laughed and didn’t try to help me.

Was I not pitiful for spending my life raising my sister’s children and looking after my parents? They told me to be kind, yet they weren’t kind to me.

—I put up with all this just for people like them?

I did it not for their sake, but the children’s.

However, the anger that bubbled up inside me wouldn’t stop.

I shouldn’t have held back. I shouldn’t have been considerate towards those who treated me with contempt—

As my consciousness faded, dark feeling began to swirl around me.  As though it were a final wish, I glare at them.

“I won’t forgive you—”

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“…Huh?”

I thought for sure I had collapsed from overwork or something. When I came to, I was standing in a completely unfamiliar place.

I found myself in a luxurious, Western-styled hall. There was a large magic circle at my feet, and in front of me stood a blond, blue-eyed man dressed in a princely attire. Next to him was a woman who seemed like a princess. Furthermore, surrounding me were people who looked like military and civil officials.

No way… did I get summoned into another world?

I’d been so busy lately that I hadn’t had time to read at all, but before I started raising Arisa’s children, I used to read web novels of that genre.

Although there was no mirror, when I looked at myself, my body and clothes hadn’t changed at all. So, rather than reincarnated, I’d been transported to another world.

As I stood there, unsure if it was dream or reality, the man who seemed to be a prince spoke.

“So, you’re the Saint from another world? Hmph! I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t a tired, worn-out woman with dark circles under her eyes.”

Ha?

What’s with this guy? Isn’t he the one who summoned me? Why is he lashing out at me for no reason?

“Well, it’s fine. I personally summoned you, so rejoice! Be happy, even a poor woman like you can now work for me and this country. It’s quite the honor, don’t you think?”

As I was left speechless, the princess-like woman praised him.

“You did it! The Saint Summoning Ritual was a success! Older Brother, you’re amazing!”

“Of course.”

In response, the surrounding military and civil officials all praised him, saying things like, “You’re so amazing, Your Highness,” and “How wonderful!”

But what about me? Isn’t anyone going to explain anything to me?

“What are you doing, Saint? Kneel before me and speak of your name!”

Something inside me snapped.

As if being mistreated in my original world wasn’t enough, I had to experience this in the world I was summoned to without knowing why I had been summoned in the first place.

Do I have to continue being looked down upon by others forever in my life?

—Don’t mess with me!

That’s right. I won’t hold back anymore. I’ll say everything I want to say. Enduring won’t solve anything!

“If you want to know someone’s name, introduce yourself first!”

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