After our meal the pink twin made haste with the first steps to help the fake and I become proper butlers.
"Well then, shall we go Barusu, Virgin."
Why couldn't we have gone with the blue one. She's so annoying. It takes effort to try and not cut your harsh tongue.
"These are your uniforms. We can't have you working while dressed so shabbily, after all."
"O.. ok."
She hands us the uniforms. This won't fit me. Its too large. Though she came up with a clever nickname for the fake, its hard not to laugh.
"This area is the servants quarters'. You can choose whichever room you like for your own personal use. You'll also be changing your clothes there, Virgin, Barusu."
"What's with that? Don't change my name into a curse word Ram-neesama."
"I don't know what you mean, but calling you Barusu should be enough. More importantly since we have things to do after this, please change quickly."
"Hey, hey... Well to minimize any iconvenience, ill choose this door for now."
It chose the nearest door. When it opened the door we were treated to a blond drill loli happily playing with puck, the flying cat.
"Nii-cha is lovely. You're of the best pedigree.❤"
The two looked at it with surprise and troubledness.
"...Yo."
It showed a goofy smile and gave a thumbs up. She immediately starting using magic against the fake, presumably out of embarrassment. I let out a sigh, ill have to block out more pointless dialogue useless to me. Being forced to act considerate is such a hassle. Oh crap, considerate people don't sigh it looks like the pink one took notice.
"What..."
"Nothing, Virgin."
Another mistake, I let out a bit of my crude nature.
After the fake's pointless chatter about the loli protecting some library for the clown. He was thrown immediately out of the library. The pink one made a comment and then the fake went into the room to change.
"I would suggest you change as well, Virgin. We do have things to do after this."
"Virgin isn't a very clever Smutbag Pig."
"Did you say something?"
"Nothing really. Anyway Ram, this uniform is too large. It needs to be adjusted."
"You haven't even tried it on yet, Virgin."
"You know, I just recently just got renamed. I'd prefer it if you called me that instead of Virgin. Besides I doubt you'd even lost your's yet"
"What-"
"Oh wait I understand now, nee-sama to think you were that type of girl."
I back away from her.
"Too bad nee-sama. I won't give mine to you, ill remain pure for my future love."
"I don't know what kind of idea you came up with-"
The door opened and out came a fake who's clothes were in fact too large.
"Listen to this nii-san! Ram-neesama is a Virgin predator."
"H-huh?"
"You should of heard the things she said to me when you were in there. She said the reason she calls me Virgin is to please her own fetishes. She told me that after her work was over she was going to 'eat at me up'."
"R-really!?"
"Yeah, I was scared for my purity."
"I can't really deny it, she does call me 'balls' after all. S-so it was because of your fetish."
"Alter, may you explain why you made such a lie."
My 'brother' cowards in fear with the gaze she's showing. I'm used to something like this though.
"You finally said my name. Thank you cutt- lil' one."
I seemed to have irked her. It seems she doesnt like to be teased.
"May I ask what you were going to say before that, Alter."
Oh, how scary. What a scary aura.
"Nothing at all! Its all in the past lil' one. Lets hug it out."
I hug her. I just want to piss her off, its really fun.
"You realize this is sexual harassment don't you, Alter."
"Oh relax, I'm not interested in you. Besides, real women have curves. A cutting board wouldn't interest me."
The fake let out a little laugh.
"Is something funny Barusu"
"Nothing! Nothing at all nee-sama!"
Like I told the pink one, the suit was indeed too big. In response she called for her sister, who had responded to her call quickly. This further proves that the blue one does want to atone for something. Most likely involving her older sister. However, my focus is still not them.
In any case, I have left the fake to the care of the blue one. She is taking his measurements and due to us being 'twins', only one of us would need to do it. I am being given tour of the mansion by the pink one at the moment.
"Alter, is your tiny brain understanding the high level vocabulary I am using."
"I know I said that I have amnesia, but you don't have to treat me like a kid! I obviously kept my common sense!"
"No need to yell. I can understand you from your indoor voice. I was coping with your amnesia after all."
"...Coping?"
"Oh my, is that word too sophisticated for you."
"I know what coping means!"
Man, why do I have to deal with the most annoying of the two. Still, this mansion has so many rooms. Yet most of them are empty. It feels so lonely, I wonder if she's happy here.
The tour was coming to a close and we are on our way to regroup with the blue one and the fake. The suits should be ready, and then my work as a butler should start.
"You are very fortunate."
Huh? Something came out of her mouth and it wasn't an insult.
"What?"
"You, who have no memories just somehow stumbled across your brother. That was very fortunate for you."
Oh. Did she catch on to something?
"However, upon finding him, he does not have any memories of you. Yet you two get along just fine, it looks as if you were never separated. In just the few minutes of watching, it feels as though you two have shared so many memories and formed a strong bond."
I'm not sure if she caught on to a loophole or if she actually thinks that. Though even if she has caught on to something, it seems that ill drag down the fake with me.
"...I'm quite envious..."
Envious? I don't think she should feel envious of the situation the fake and I have. Besides, even if the blue one is becoming a doll that does whatever she wants, her sister will always love her. You're being given love and respect without even doing anything. I don't see any sort of problem with it. The pink one the master and the blue one the servant. Nothing wrong with that.
"Hmmhmm~, it seems cutting board admitted she's inferior to me."
She looks at me confused.
What? Did you think I would give you advice? Comfort you? Fuck no. I can't deal with something so pointless, especially when I have a special power that lets me 'fix' things to the way I want them.
"Look at me, I have lady luck on my side. I found my brother, and got a job at a mansion to which I get to live in for free! I don't need money, you people are giving me my necessities."
She looks disappointed but not surprised. It looks like from the beginning they were wary of me. Perhaps, the fake as well.
"We haven't known each other for a day, yet here you are trying to seek comfort from a stranger. That won't do anything, I'm not going to tell you what I think could fix your problems. Me, of all people is not allowed to. I have amnesia, I would be no help to you but..."
We stop walking. ...Ah, how badly I wish I could play a hero... Just once... Just once, I want to try it...again...
"...I have the power to say that it will get better eventually, just not now. You just need a lot of patience and...a strong mentality. I'm an amnesiac who until just recently got a new name. Think about it, before this I was wandering anywhere and everywhere not knowing who I am, where I came from, where I belonged. The only thing that kept me going was my 'brother' who I just needed to find. And I did."
I don't count this as comforting or advice just simple fake plot to help this character I am playing. This is entirely to benefit me.
"You sure went on with such a boring pointless rant. Oh, Why, did I try to consult a stranger with a personal problem."
She turns and starts walking to try and hide her expression.
"Maybe, nee-sama is just idiotic."
"Maybe. Though not as idiotic as the one who made us a few minutes late. By the way once we meet with Rem and Barusu you will get to experience my special tour again."
I sigh.
"What a reward."
I can't believe she really made me walk all over the mansion again! The nerve of her.
"Slacking off on the job already, Alter."
"Well, my senpai made me walk around the whole mansion not just once but twice. I mean I don't get paid either way so I'm just watching my health."
The work she gave to both of us was maintenance of the front yard and the garden, plus checking out the surroundings. All of which is being done single handedly by the fake.
"I'd appreciate some help, Alter!"
"Fight on! Nii-san!"
After completing the task we move on to the kitchen for lunch preparation, followed by polishing the silver ware.
"OUCH!"
That was the scream of the fake who cut his finger trying to peel a potato.
"You don't seem to be learning your mistake. Don't you know the meaning of progress. Barusu?"
"There's no helping it! I've never touched any cookingware other than chopsticks before, after all."
"Its very obvious. Look how skilled your brother is."
"Wow! Alter do you actually know how to cook."
"...Not really."
I have cooked for Elsa and Meili before but I did it rarely as they preferred to do it for me. A skill such as cooking is not a big deal. Besides they loved to cook for me so there was no problem.
"I'm just following nee-sama's instructions as told. Its pretty easy to follow."
"Eh~?"
"See, Barusu, your brother who works for free is doing his job better than you, who is getting paid."
"Don't rub it in! A-anyway even if we're doing this why do you have to help out with peeling as well?"
"We are entrusted with the areas in which we're skilled at. So we can make the use of our ability during work, cooking is not what I'm good at."
"I thought that Rem would still be better than Ram, even at this...Though if Rem were to do everything that she's better at, there'd be nothing left for Ram to do!"
What am I doing here? This plan is boring. I understand that this is the safest way to go but when did I ever consider my safety. Is it because Emilia's here? No, I probably just wanted to see this. I want to confirm.
I turn to see the three.
If I was able to get myself into his position, I'd be having this kind of life. Just what was it that made him so different from me. We're the same person yet somehow the same path we were walking took us in different directions. Its not fair. I hate him so much. Why wasn't it me? Why that thing?
It went quiet. Strange?
"You. Are. Staring. At. Barusu. Because. You. Are. Bothered. By. His. Hair. Right?"
What an ominous way to say it. Her words feel like poison, though the fake doesn't seem to sense it. It seems the blue one is too wary of it and I.
"...Yes... It is so. It should become more presentable just by combing and rearranging the hair ends a bit..."
As I begin to block out more of their pointless dialogue and begin to space out, I come to a realization.
The fake would die even without my interference.
"...ah...ah.."
Its no use. I can't sleep. Why can't I sleep!? Im supposed to be used to it! I know I no longer need the support of my 'tools.' Why?! Why!?
"Put out the fire.! The fire-"
"Somebody help, my son!-"
"Why is this happening!"
"I don't want to die!"
"Why, who-"
In the midst of all the chaos, stood one man in a black coat. He stood tall, and proudly. There was no remorse or guilt shown in his eyes as laughed like a maniac at the people's suffering.
"Know my name! I am the cause of this! I am the archbishop of pride, Natsuki Subaru! Engrave my name into your hearts! Direct all your anger towards me!"
The voices, the screams. Why am I hearing all this now? I don't care what I did! I was proud of it!
...Elsa...Meili...I need you...
As he said the names of his 'tools.' A memory shined brightly in his head. It was not hope. Hope had left him a long time ago. It was instead peace. The thing he was denied of.
The memory showed him and his 'tools' resting. His butcher happily hugging him on his left side. And. His demon beast user little sister doing the same on his right side.