The Tyrant Older Brother is a Bonus, Episode 1

# Chapter 1

## 01. My Life Turned Around, But Poof! It Disappeared!

My Dogecoin had hit the jackpot.

It had skyrocketed. Truly, literally, an enormous windfall.

Because I now had nearly ten billion won—several billions—in my hands.

'Wow, me. How many zeros is this...?'

Incredibly, I had become a filthy rich person in an instant.

That coin I had bought ages ago after being coaxed by a university senior, then completely forgotten about... Who would have thought it would come to this?

The past years came to mind.

A year ago, my parents and older brother had all died in an accident during a trip they took without me, leaving me alone.

Perhaps because my parents had cut ties with the family while alive, no relatives came to the funeral.

Sorry to my parents, but life was hard, so I put the small inheritance they left me into stocks.

Since it was a life lived once and I couldn't even afford my own home, this seemed better than the lottery.

And only after losing everything did I realize that stocks simply weren't for me.

Then, just as I was agonizing over whether to quit the so-called "shitty company" because it was too tough, people around me kept talking about coins, and I suddenly remembered the Dogecoin I had bought long ago.

"Tsk, tsk, this is why you shouldn't hire graduates from provincial universities."

My boss was always quick to tear people down with his words, and I dreamed only of escaping the company under him.

In this world where the possibility of moving to a better company was dim, the only thing I could trust was a sudden fortune!

'But I succeeded unexpectedly, and with a massive jackpot at that?'

Father, Mother up in heaven, are you well? Mom, Dad, your daughter has turned her life around.

'Kim, that bastard manager! Good riddance! Hahahaha!'

Farewell, everyone!

I cast off all the shackles and constraints of this world and set off to find my happiness.

That very day, I wanted to slap Manager Kim across the face with my resignation letter... but I couldn't.

I quit the company.

'First, I'll enjoy a trip abroad!'

With the money I had saved, I booked a first-class ticket to an island I had desperately wanted to visit.

So far, so good. It was all wonderful, but...

The plane crashed.

A plane crash—something with odds lower than winning the lottery!

And I died on the spot.

'Damn it, what kind of bolt from the blue is this?! Ugh, thinking about it again makes me so bitter. Sob, sob, my coins! My money!'

Truly, I had died without even properly spending those several billion won.

If only I had died after blowing it all in Las Vegas, it might have been different.

In first class! Before I even got to eat the in-flight meal!

'I can't die like this, I absolutely can't!!'

Waaah.

If I had known this would happen, I would have lived a little less miserably!

My money! My overseas trip! Sob, sob!

I should have at least slapped that bastard Manager Kim once!

* * *

After crying my heart out, when I opened my eyes as if waking from a long sleep, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

What, was I still dreaming even in death?

"Y-you, you're awake! Princess Charlize!"

When I opened my eyes and sat up, I saw a person who was startled out of their wits.

They immediately dashed away, so I couldn't see their face.

'Where is this? Why are the furnishings like this?'

I stared blankly at the scenery, then stood still.

Fortunately, there was a mirror nearby, so I looked at my reflection.

As soon as I saw the mirror, I parted my lips slightly.

"Wow, insane."

An incredibly beautiful woman was blinking back at me from the mirror.

Slightly dull but flowing pink hair, haughty red eyes that slanted upward.

A slender yet elegantly proportioned figure.

Though her complexion looked a bit haggard and pale, as if she hadn't slept well, she was still beautiful enough that it wasn't a flaw.

Looking at those mysterious eyes, I felt like if this person seduced someone, they'd go crazy fangirling, shouting, "Unnie! I love you!"

I gazed happily at the mirror for a while, then stopped.

'Wait, didn't that person who just left clearly say "Charlize"? That name sounds familiar...'

Why was it familiar? As I was thinking, I glanced around the room and flinched.

"Bottles?"

Good heavens, what was all this...?

The room was a complete mess.

Scattered liquor bottles, the bed and decorative fabrics drenched as if liquor had been spilled everywhere.

Judging by the bottles that had been tidied up, it seemed the person who had just left had been in the middle of cleaning.

As I moved my feet, something caught on my toes.

A scroll? It looked like a rolled-up parchment from a Western movie.

Strangely, it floated up into the air and then unrolled by itself.

"W-what?"

[This is God.

Sorry, but I called you to fix an error in my world.

For a limited time of one year, maintain your engagement with 'Askin Lemute' as a villainess.

However, you must absolutely not be discovered as a fake soul.

If successful, I will return your Dogecoin.]

"...Voice phishing?"

The thought that escaped me involuntarily was this.

No, I knew it was nonsense, but I couldn't think of anything else to say.

'Wait, with this appearance, villainess, and Charlize...'

As the keywords combined, something struck my mind like lightning.

Then I remembered where I had seen all of this.

All of this was from the 19+ angsty novel I had read, *Surviving as the Tyrant's Empress*—descriptions of the villainess!

Charlize was the villainess who, before the female lead appeared, enjoyed the full love of the male lead and her grandfather while committing atrocities. The story involved the female lead comforting the victims created by this villainess one by one, turning the men into obsessive types who fought each other.

To describe the villainess in one line: she was a complete "depraved brat."

Not only did she love drinking, but she was also terribly fond of handsome men, to the point where she had touched every handsome man in the novel at least once...

She used her power to instigate violence.

She even beat people herself when drunk. Listing her evil deeds would be endless.

My head throbbed a little.

'What, where did the parchment go?'

The parchment that had been floating in the air had disappeared at some point.

No matter how I looked around, there wasn't even a trace left.

So, was that content real?

'I can go back and touch my money?'

I gulped.

Of course, the process didn't seem easy.

'Askin Lemute' was a character who helped the female lead kill the villainess in the book...'

The villainess's fiancé, but also the person who hated the villainess the most because he had suffered the worst at her hands.

But they said I just had to maintain the engagement for one year, right?

Then I could go back and get my money back? That sounds too good?

As I felt confusion, the door creaked open. Then two people hurried in.

It was an elderly lady. As soon as she saw me, she stammered.

"Ch-Charlize, miss... The Duke wishes to see you."

"..."

The Duke—that would be Charlize's maternal grandfather, wouldn't it?

At that moment, a faint image of a handsome old man floated into my mind.

Then a few memories surfaced, which I could tell were from the villainess 'Charlize.'

Through this, I could also see how Charlize usually treated her grandfather.

'He said I must not be discovered as not being the villainess, right?'

Then I should move obediently for now.

"Very well."

When I roughly stood up from my seat, the maid beside me scurried over and draped a shawl over me.

But this maid unnie, for some reason, when I looked at her, she started sniffling and busied herself adjusting the shawl.

"I-I-I shall escort you."

This 19+ novel, *Surviving as the Tyrant's Empress*, abbreviated as *Tyrant Empress Survival*, didn't have "surviving" in its title for nothing.

The male lead was a tyrant, but including the tyrant, there were several crazy sub-male leads, making it famous as a hub for obsessive confinement stories.

'Among them, the male lead who seemed the most insane, making you wonder why they chose him as the protagonist, was the tyrant Roxidian. He was the older brother of this villainess 'Charlize,' wasn't he?'

Charlize, as the female lead's sister-in-law, not only tormented her in various ways but also showed jealousy when the handsome men she had her eye on showed interest only in the female lead.

In short, she was a character who acted viciously toward the female lead in many ways.

"U-um, P-Princess?"

Lost in thought, I had stopped walking, and the maid was now looking at me.

When I stared back, the maid unnie, interpreting it however she did, trembled and bowed her head.

To avoid awkwardness, I casually opened my mouth.

"Where am I going?"

"Th-that, because you had a p-pleasant time drinking in the private reception room yesterday... the Duke said this morning that he wished to see you..."

Whether my question or demeanor wasn't strange, an answer flowed from the bowed maid unnie.

Then, as I walked, I heard that originally, Charlize had been exiled in the name of a trip after causing a huge incident, and that period had ended, so she had just returned home yesterday and thrown a massive drinking party.

'Ah, no wonder the room was full of bottles and a complete mess.'

So the haggard face was because of the alcohol...

The lady walking with me now was Madame Larbille, the nanny who had raised Charlize since childhood.

"Duke... I have brought the Princess."

Upon entering the room, I was greeted by Charlize's maternal grandfather, the Duke of Altsbeit, as I remembered him.

Though he was a handsome old man, his eyes were cold, making him terribly intimidating.

"Sit."

Madame Larbille bowed her head. I rolled my eyes, deciding to observe the situation.

'Let's just watch for a moment to see what's really going on.'

As soon as I sat down, I heard the door close as Madame Larbille went outside.

"Hmph, so you couldn't resist your habits and threw a drinking party after all."

The elderly-looking Duke rubbed his chin.

Only one person stood beside the Duke, and his gaze toward me was far from kind.

"I told you just yesterday to behave yourself after returning. Not even a full day has passed... Tsk, why do you keep showing such disgraceful behavior, again and again."

Tsk, tsk, the Duke's expression as he clicked his tongue was cold.

But for some reason, his eyes seemed slightly softer than when I first saw him. To interpret it, it felt like looking at a somewhat immature granddaughter?

"While you were away, one thing you need to know has come to light."

But this softness was brief, and his face turned even colder.

"Your fiancé, the Duke of Lemute, has demanded to break off the engagement."

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