I’m Not Even an Otome Game Mob Character

over her at a height she couldn’t reach.

“Yaa-”

“You can’t eat this!”

Even after I warned her not to eat it, Flora flapped and extended her hands.
It didn’t seem like my message got through.
I sighed, having no choice but to ask Ojou.

“Ojou, do you have a handkerchief?”

“I do…”

“I’ll wash it and give it back, so please lend it.”

Curious about why I assumed it would get dirty, Ojou handed me a white lace handkerchief.
From how it feels in my hands, I know that it’s a high-quality material.
But you can’t make an omelette without breaking some eggs, so even though I feel guilty, I spreaded the handkerchief and folded it.
Then I took the folded handkerchief before Flora’s eyes while making it bounce around.

“Heey, Flora.
Do you know what this is?”

“Bu.
Bunny.”

“That’s right, it’s a bunny.
Do you want it?”

“Uu.”

Pink eyes sparkled.
Flora nodded dramatically.
I made sure she was waving her hands around and extending them for something else before handing over the handkerchief bunny.
She held its ear in her mouth.

“Flora!? You wouldn’t.”

“It means that she likes it.
Please let it go.”

Ojou panicked at her little sister’s actions, and I told her that it was tolerable since there was no problem with her putting that in her mouth.
Though she was bewildered, she looked at Flora, seemingly agreeing that this was fine for now.

“Zac, you’re quite used to caring for children.”

“It all comes down to helping each other downtown.”

It seemed that I was also looked after by big brothers, big sisters and aunties nearby when I was young.
I’m just returning the favor to those who were born after me.

“On the other hand, I haven’t done anything as an older sister…”

I looked at Ojou acting dejected and tilted my head.

“You have.”

“Eh…”

“You’re letting FLora stay with you because she wants to, worrying about her, scolding her.
You’re already acting like a big sister.”

The reason she could be with me, who she hasn’t met many times before, is because Ojou is also here.
It’s because she’s beside her that Flora can relax and play at a place she doesn’t know.

“Do you think, so…?”

“Yes.
Hmm, Flora, you love your big sister right?”

“Uu.
Luuv-”

When I asked, Flora agreed right away.
Judging from this reaction, it seems that she understands what love means.
Just what you’d expect from a baby adored by the duke.

Ojou’s cheeks reddened from her little sister’s words.
Her pale blue eyes moistened somewhat.

“Flora.”

“Alright, Flora.
Give your big sister a squeeze.”

“Squee?”
(TN: Raws say gyuu, an onomatopoeia for squeezing.
I don’t think there’s such a thing in english.)

“Like this, it means I love you.”

Careful to not hurt her, I embraced Flora.
She shouted happily, and her small arms hugged me back.
Since she knew how to do it, I lifted her up by the armpits and turned her towards Ojou.

“Hoi.”

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“Big sish, squeeee.”

“!”

Feeling the force with which Flora clung to her, Ojou’s eyes widened a little.
At first, she embraced her timidly, and finally, she hugged her back tight.

The fact that her embrace used all the force she could muster meant that she felt that strongly about her.
Ojou seems to have understood that.
Skinship is an important way of communication for when words don’t reach.
She’s her first little sister, so she might not have been confident.
It’d be nice if she could be more confident in being loved by her little sister with this.

As if it felt nice to be in her arms, Flora continued to embrace Ojou.
Ojou probably also enjoyed it.
She held her for a minute.

After some time had passed, Ojou suddenly raised her head.

“…By the way, what have you been doing since a while ago?”

“Hm?”

It looks like she got curious about what the sound from what I’ve been doing with my hands.
Ojou asked me.
I put that thing I had just finished on Ojou’s head.

“Here, Princess.”

“Prinshesh-”

Flora saw the wreath made from white clovers, and her pink eyes sparkled.

“Yes.
If there was a flower spirit, she would probably be like this.”

Today Ojou happened to be wearing a dress that had white as its primary color, so it fit this field of white clovers.
I wasn’t sure if there was any spirits aside from the spirits of the attributes, but if I could see them then they might have given off this feel.
Pale blonde hair in a sunny spot made her features light.
She seemed transparent.

“~~!”

Ojou suddenly pursed her lips into a straight line and flushed.
Her eyes were wide open as if she was about to snap.

“Zaac, Raamo.”

As I was about to ask Ojou what was wrong, Flora coaxed me.

“It’d be nice to be matching.
Wait.”

I immediately started making a wreath one size smaller.
In the end, I didn’t ask about what happened with Ojou, but she didn’t say anything.
She only held Flora and waited for the second flower wreath.

The size was smaller and I had gotten a bit used to it, so I was able to make it faster than before.
Still, Flora seemed to grow tired of waiting.
She was eating the handkerchief bunny’s ears again.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Princess.”

I plopped the flower wreath onto a head of edep blonde hair.
Flora couldn’t see it.
She extended her hands towards the top of her head and felt flowers.
Then she looked up at Ojou to check.

“Big shish.”

“Yes.
We’re matching.”

Ojou showed her flower wreath that was the same as Flora’s and smiled.
Flora answered with a face bursting with joy.

“Prinshee.”

She looked at Flora who was in high spirits and giggled like it was funny.

“You really are a cute princess.”

“Cute-”

“Yes.”

“No, Ojou.”

“Eh?”

I cut in out of the blue denying what she had said.
Ojou tilted her head blankly.

“Flora was calling you cute.
Right?”

“Uu.
Big shish, cute-”

Flora was probably happy to be complimented, so she wanted to say the same to Ojou.
But she misunderstood that she was the one being complimented, so I corrected her.

After comprehending her little sister’s praise, Ojou became bright red as if she was happy or embarrassed.

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“…What is the matter with you two?”

What, me too?

I didn’t understand why she was peevishly muttering about me too.

After that, Flora got hungry and we fed her the cookies we had brought.
Then she became distant.
So we went back to the mansion.

“I would like to carry her too.”

When I was about to make preparations to carry her, Ojou raised her hand and said that.
Did she still not give up?

“No, I mean.”

“Just a little bit…!”

“…Got it.
Then sit at that end.”

I had her sit at the edge of the cloth such that she could get up right away.
Then I put Flora, whose armpits were wrapped with the cloth belt on Ojou’s back.

“Stay still a little bit.
With the cloth belt in hand, I circled over in front of her and tied it around a few times.
Then I wrapped both ends of the cloth belt onto Flora behind Ojou and crossed them over such that the lower half of her body would be stabilized, then I brought it to her front and tied it at her waist.

“Alright.
This should do it, Ojou.
Ojou?”

She didn’t reply.
I raised my head from the knot and saw Ojou tightly shutting her eyes and holding her breath.
Maybe because of oxygen deficiency, her face was red.
Even her fists were clenched so she could endure it.

I wondered what happened for a little bit and thought of one reason her breathing stopped.
Come to think of it, I just came from gardening work so I might be smelly from all the sweat.
Maybe she didn’t like that.
Oh no, what do I do? It was probably hard for her to say, so I should make sure myself.

“Sorry, Ojou.
Am I stinky?”
(TN: Uh oh stinky)

“What?”

I asked feeling guilty.
Ojou widened her eyes.
Anyway, I’m glad she’s breathing.

“No, n-n-n-nothing is wrong!”

Then she shook her head with all her might.
Didn’t it hurt her neck to shake it that hard?

“But…”

“When I say nothing is wrong, nothing’s wrong!”

“I, understand.”

Since she insisted so strongly, I could do nothing but nod.

Ojou came to her senses and made to stand up with Flora on her back.

But no matter how many times she tried, she couldn’t stand with her center of gravity fixed at her back.
That’s what I’ve been saying.
It’s reckless to carry her little sister on her back since she weighs like half of her own weight.

Still, she wobbled around a bit trying to stand up with all her power.
It was somehow cute so I ended up laughing.
Ojou looked up at me with a resentful glare right away, so I apologized with a wry smile.

“Sorry, I said.
Even Oku-sama is having a hard time carrying her, so I told you it would be reckless for you to do it.”

“Uuu.”

I explained that it was normal for her to not be able to do it, but Ojou didn’t seem to be giving up.
She gave a rare groan.
Maybe she got infected with Flora.

Now it was my turn to wobble.

“Why are you laughing…!?”

“No, Ojou.
Too cute.”

When she protested, I told her that I didn’t mean to make fun of her.
But after that, in the end she still got mad at me.

Even while I took her place in carrying Flora, she wordlessly hit my over and over again.
I think she was still angry.
She’s probably silent out of consideration for Flora since she’s sleeping.

When we arrived at the mansion, Katherine-san was there to greet us.
I handed over Flora, who was sleeping soundly, and Ojou, who was completely fuming at me.

Just like this, even after I noticed that this was an Otome game world, nothing changed in my life.

-Just a few days later, I got a surprise hug by the Duke.
He had caught Flora’s hugging virus.