Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san? - Chapter 3  ――A nightmare.

Chapter 3 

――A nightmare.

Just as I graduated from high school, my parents died.

It was an accident. The police investigated, but they found no signs of foul play.

After that, it was just my sister and me living together.

And soon after that, my sister took complete control over my existence.

“Here, brother. Say ‘ahhh.'”

My sister pressed her lips against my half-open mouth.

She shoved her tongue inside, mixing her saliva with chewed-up food, and forced it into my mouth.

Suppressing my urge to vomit, I swallowed it down.

After pulling away, she traced her damp lips with her finger and gave a thin smile.

“Was it delicious, brother? It’s spring vegetable stew, seasoned with your sister’s saliva.”

From the spring of the year I turned 19, all my meals came from my sister’s mouth.

I wasn’t physically restrained. My hands and feet were free to move.

But even so, I submitted to her every whim.

I had to submit to her every whim.

“Oh dear, brother, you shouldn’t waste food like that. Now you’ll have to be punished.”

Before I could say “stop,” my sister left the room.

I tried to chase after her, but my legs tangled and I fell. Even when I tried to stand, my arms had no strength.

I was trembling. My entire body was shaking with fear.

Because I knew what would happen if I defied her.

I had seen it countless times with my own eyes.

The dragging sound.

My sister returned, dragging something behind her.

It was a girl, bound hand and foot with her mouth gagged.

I recognized her.

She was the manager of my club in high school.

“Let’s see… Kawagoe Reina-san?”

My sister squatted beside Kawagoe, who was looking up at her with a face full of terror.

In her hand was a glistening silver knife.

“I saw it, you know? On July 27th last year, from 3:46:32 PM to 3:46:56 PM, for a full 24 seconds, you were looking at my brother with eyes like a lustful dog.”

Kawagoe desperately shook her head. However—

“Lies are unacceptable.”

My sister casually pinned Kawagoe’s hand down and brought the knife down on her fingers.

Kawagoe screamed silently, tears streaming down her face.

Blood pooled on the floor, with something like a caterpillar floating in it.

“I’m the only one allowed to love my brother.”

Looking down at the writhing, pain-stricken Kawagoe, my sister made her declaration.

“There is no room for another woman’s love. Yet you loved him. You committed such a sin. Do you understand why?”

Kawagoe couldn’t respond.

My sister grabbed her face, forcing her to look up.

“You have eyes, that’s why.”

She smiled thinly and announced,

“You have these splendid eyes, and because of them, you lusted after my brother’s unparalleled beauty. So—”

Then,

My sister brought out a new tool.

It was—

“—I will remove them for you.”

A corkscrew.

A corkscrew with a twisted, drill-like end, used to open wine bottles.

My sister grasped the T-shaped handle and aimed the twisted end at Kawagoe’s right eye.

Kawagoe probably tried to turn her face away.

She tried to escape that twisted end.

But she couldn’t escape.

My sister held her in place with strength unthinkable from her slender arms.

“…No…”

Stop.

Stop.

Stop!!

I could only scream in my mind.

If I tried to intervene, my sister would kidnap more of my friends and acquaintances and torture them in front of me.

So I couldn’t move.

I couldn’t move…

The twisted end of the corkscrew slowly approached Kawagoe’s forcibly opened right eye…

And then—

“If you behave, brother, I won’t harm anyone else. That’s our promise.”

After disposing of Kawagoe, who no longer moved, my sister said to me,

“So, be a good boy, okay, brother? I don’t want to waste our time together on such things—”

As my sister slowly approached me, she let her skirt drop to the floor.

Then she unbuttoned her blouse, one button at a time.

In no time, she was completely naked and draped herself over me.

“Let’s stay like this forever, brother—”

Those days continued for five years.

The police never came to help. My sister must have been deceiving them somehow.

My sister seemed convinced we were living a happy family life.

But I, in that life, had my personality eroded away, becoming a living corpse with just my consciousness intact.

Perhaps as a defense mechanism, my memories before the confinement—especially those concerning people I was close to—became blurry and indistinct, like corrupted video data.

Though my body bore no physical wounds, my mind was thoroughly shattered, and I was completely controlled.

Then, when I could no longer even sense the passage of time—

One day, when my sister went out for shopping or something,

I heard a click from the front door.

The sound of the lock opening.

It wasn’t my sister returning. No one entered even after waiting for a while.

This unexpected hope brought my consciousness back to life.

On withered legs, I staggered to the entrance.

Sure enough, the lock was open.

I opened the door.

For the first time in five years, I breathed the outside air.

Without even putting on shoes, I dashed outside.

I could escape.

I could escape.

I escaped!

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha”

Running through the streets, I laughed.

Freedom is wonderful.

Being without my sister is wonderful!

I should have gone straight to the police, but instead, I ran around pointlessly—

And then.

“…You’re a bad boy, aren’t you, brother?”

She found me.

My sister.

Her clothes were stained with someone’s blood.

Instinctively, I shrank back, and in that moment, she grabbed my wrist.

“Come on, let’s go home. You’ve been out long enough.”

No.

No.

No.

I don’t want to go back to those nightmarish days…!

Just then—it was truly a blessing from heaven.

A truck was coming down the road nearby.

I made a split-second decision.

I had to do it.

I—pushed my sister with all my might.

Her body was thrown in front of the truck.

I thought I was saved.

But only for a split second, until I realized she hadn’t let go of my wrist.

“Together—”

She was smiling.

She was smiling happily.

She pulled me onto the road.

The massive truck came hurtling towards us—

—Oh, but.

If it means being freed from those nightmarish days—

And then, the impact blew everything away.