The Tyrant Oppa is a Bonus, Episode 3

# Chapter 3

Before I knew it, all the servants and maids had left, and the door had long since been closed.

Roxydian, who had briefly closed his eyes, cracked them open and immediately frowned.

I flinched, and he spat out in a languid, irritated expression.

"Hey, come here."

Why was that? My body instinctively hesitated.

It didn't seem strange. Because in my memories, Chariz had also moved while being annoyed.

"Hey, hey hey, Yoon Ji-hoo! Yoon Ji-hoo! Something terrible has happened! Come here quickly!"

And then, when I approached Roxydian.

"Draw the curtains."

"Turn off the light."

...So this was what that sense of déjà vu was!

"Ah, and bring me some refreshments. You, personally."

"Hey hey, boil me some ramen. Two servings that feel like three."

...Why was I suddenly thinking of my now-dead older brother, Yoon Ji-hoon?

No, his actions practically screamed a 100% synchronicity rate.

"What are you doing? I said draw the curtains."

Could it be that all older brothers in the world act the same way toward their younger sisters?

No, that couldn't be. Surely there were kind older brothers, gentle older brothers in the world, right?

'The Roxydian I read about in the novel was at least that kind older brother...'

At least until Chariz nearly inflicted a fatal wound on the female lead, that was.

I was so dumbfounded that I rubbed my face, and at the same time, my mouth moved naturally without my permission.

"You draw them."

Ah, it slipped out before I could stop myself.

"You?"

"Yes. Do you not have hands?"

"Heh? You've grown bold, haven't you?"

Since Chariz had apparently rebelled in her own way, this much shouldn't matter, should it?

It was because Yoon Ji-hoon overlapped in my vision that it slipped out without my meaning to.

But Roxydian looked at me as if I were amusing, then let out a snort.

"Still doing the rebellious things you did during puberty, eh? Shall I straighten you out after all this time? Hm?"

What was this? The male lead was acting like a third-rate thug?

I frowned, feeling the romance of the novel I had loved shatter into pieces.

And this was my mistake—letting my guard down for even a moment and underestimating the mad strength of the tyrant male lead.

It was truly just a single moment, but Roxydian's eyes sank low.

"Kuh, ugh... Of all times. Now."

At the same time, a strange golden light flickered in his red eyes.

'Wait, wait... That, could it be?'

In the novel, the tyrant Roxydian suffered from a peculiar madness.

It was partly why he was called the tyrant—he would occasionally lose control and run amok.

It was my fault for forgetting that, even for a moment.

*Shiiiiing.* A sharp wind blew.

I even forgot the timing to step back.

Roxydian, now perfectly expressionless, was pointing a sword drawn from its scabbard at me.

*Hup.* I held my breath.

*Uwaah, crazy, give me back my romance. Where did the handsome, kind older brother go?*

I thought that being reborn as Chariz was the only advantage I had!

The moment Roxydian casually raised his hand, I squeezed my eyes shut and shouted.

"Ah, Mother! G-get away!"

*Kwaang!*

When I opened my eyes at the enormous sound, what did I see but Roxydian sprawled on the ground far away from me.

He seemed to be a fairly skilled swordsman, quickly lifting his upper body and regaining his balance, but I was no longer looking at him.

'What, what is this? Why is my necklace like this?'

Surprisingly, the necklace hanging around my neck was glowing gold.

At the same time, a memory flashed through my mind.

"My daughter, my son. You siblings must get along well, alright? Or Mother will be angry."

"Especially! Roxydian! Take good care of your little sister!"

It was the image of Chariz's mother, the former Empress.

A woman with red hair identical to her grandfather's smiled brightly in the memory and said.

"If your brother bullies you, call for Mother anytime. I'll scold him so thoroughly that he'll become kind."

At that moment, Roxydian slowly rose from his place amidst the dust.

Seeing him with a sword in one hand, I gulped involuntarily.

It was me who sent my brother flying just now, right? It seemed so, didn't it?

I didn't know what kind of power it was, but please save me...!

I trembled, thinking the sword might fly at me again, but suddenly Roxydian dropped his sword with a startled expression.

*Clang!*

At the same time, Roxydian strode over.

"Oh dear, what have I done...! Are you alright, Riz?"

...Yes?

"I'm sorry. Big brother was wrong. Big brother did something terrible!"

To be honest, Roxydian had a rather fierce and wild appearance.

But that man, as if he had been possessed, wore a sullen expression, grabbed my shoulders, and looked at me with concern.

It was like a tiger pretending to be a small kitten.

Hiding its massive claws and looking at me pitifully.

My jaw nearly dropped at this bewildered face.

"...Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty? We're siblings, why so formal. Call me big brother."

"...."

What was this? Was the male lead a split personality?

Just as I was about to feel confused, Roxydian's expression twisted violently.

Then it became an expression similar to when I first entered this place.

No, soon he wore an extremely ferocious expression.

"Hey, you little—sis, what did you just do?"

"...."

"Ah, fuck, my madness."

I didn't understand the situation either.

Roxydian glared at me and then raised his hand. Thinking he was about to hit me, I instinctively cowered and squeezed my eyes shut.

"Ugh, ah, Mother!"

"...."

At the same time, the room fell silent again.

When I opened my eyes...

"Hah, did I startle you? I'm sorry. Big brother was just trying to rub your face..."

Crazy. There was that polite older brother again, looking completely out of place.

...Wait, could this be.

"Mother?"

"...."

Could it be that whenever I shouted 'Mother!', this brother would flip back and forth?

I had no idea why this was happening, but it seemed to be the case.

"Ah, fuck, what is this. I feel like throwing up!"

"Mother?"

"Oh dear, I'm sorry. Riz."

Watching Roxydian's expression flip back and forth, I stood there with my mouth open.

Good heavens, all I needed was to get my coin back, but what was all this...?

Before even meeting the important fiancé, I had encountered a bizarre situation first.

It felt like facing some strange extra burden or troublesome baggage right before something important.

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What on earth was I supposed to do with this? I just stood there blankly, my mouth open, watching Roxydian's mood.

Because somehow, his face seemed to be growing more furious in real time.

But I faithfully shouted 'Mother!' every time my brother reached out his hand, and he changed each time.

"Hey, can't you stop that?"

"Hah, but if you grab me, you'll hit me, won't you?"

"What? When did I ever hit you..."

"Eeek, Moth..."

"Ah, damn it, I won't, I said I won't!"

In the end, Roxydian gave up trying to grab me and rubbed his own face.

"Noah."

The moment Roxydian muttered, the space behind him tore open as if slashed by a knife.

Surprisingly, someone popped out of the pitch-black space like a black hole.

"My goodness."

It was an extremely handsome man with his forehead slightly damp with sweat.

He glanced around the room and frowned as if he had been waiting for this.

"...Have you finally beaten your only remaining blood relative to death in your madness? Patricide..."

"Shut up."

He was a man with handsome yet delicate features.

I knew immediately from his hair as blue as if a piece of the sea had been cut away, his elegant jawline, and his slowly opening gray eyes.

Noah.

The sub male lead.

"Though I was a little late, what in the world has happened here?"

Compared to Roxydian, he had a softer feel.

His expressionless face was so delicate and beautiful that one might mistake him for a woman, yet at the same time, he felt cold and chilling.

"You said you would handle things well!"

Then his ash-gray eyes briefly turned to me before instantly returning to Roxydian.

"You must treasure the only imperial bloodline besides Your Majesty in the empire. You know well what would happen if even one imperial bloodline disappeared in the current situation."

Full name: Noah Chendaice.

The sub male lead, and the emperor's adjutant and guardian knight.

And I knew the other role he played.

Since he was a character who came with a major twist in the novel, I thought meeting him would happen much later...

"Weren't you supposed to welcome the returning princess today and discuss her fiancé? Why is the floor destroyed and why is your sword drawn, Your Majesty?"

"Ah, just shut up for a moment."

Roxydian covered his ears briefly, then removed his hands and brushed back his hair.

"Anyway, my madness has calmed down."

"Pardon? Is that important right now... Oh, it is indeed very important."

Noah stared at me with a very serious expression.

"Heh, I see. So the key was the princess..."

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