"Olivia, I..."

Felyn, holding the report, pushed open the door and saw Olivia on the bed. He stopped mid-sentence.

The Olivia before him was panting slightly, her cheeks a seductive pink, and her chest heaving up and down.

"What's wrong, Olivia? Are you not feeling well?" Felyn quickly walked over and placed his hand on Olivia's head.

"Hmph~" The moment his palm touched her forehead, another forbidden sound escaped Olivia's throat.

"B-Big Brother, I'm fine. It was just a little hot just now, but I'm better now. It might be a side effect of the contamination."

"Are you really okay?"

"Yes, yes, please don't worry."

Felyn's attention was completely drawn to Olivia, and he didn't notice at all that his jacket hanging on the chair was slightly damp in one spot.

"I just spoke with the doctor. He said you can be discharged in another month or two."

Felyn placed the report on the bedside table and began to peel an apple for Olivia.

The pleasant rustling sound in the room gradually calmed Felyn's heart.

Olivia turned her head, her gaze falling on Felyn's face, the pink in her eyes slowly fading.

"By the way, Olivia, do you have any plans for the future?"

"Plans?" She tilted her head, not understanding Felyn's meaning.

"Yes, after you're discharged, where do you want to go, or..."

Before Felyn could finish, Olivia interrupted him, "Big Brother, are you not wanting Olivia anymore..."

She looked up, biting her lower lip, her eyes misting over.

"It's not that exaggerated. I didn't mean that." His hand rested on Olivia's head. "You should be an adult by now, right? I can't arrange your life for you. If there's a place you want to go or someone you want to see, I'll let you go."

Just as Felyn was about to pull his hand back, Olivia gently held it. She once again placed Felyn's hand on her head, enjoying his touch.

"Olivia only wants to be with Big Brother. As long as Big Brother doesn't chase me away, Olivia will do anything."

Big Brother, Olivia can't afford the rent right now.

Then I'll use Olivia's body to pay off the debt.

As long as it's for Big Brother, anything is fine...

"I won't chase you away. You can stay as long as you want."

Felyn comforted Olivia, then continued to peel the apple, making small talk, "So, is there anything you want to do?"

Olivia only wants to be Big Brother's toy. Olivia's mission is to help Big Brother relax...

"If there's still a chance, I'd like to try being a painter or an author."

Olivia didn't voice her inner thoughts. She felt that if she revealed her true self, the current Big Brother might not be able to accept it, might even be disgusted by her.

For now, she would pretend to be her quiet, gentle self in front of Big Brother. This was Olivia's idea.

"A painter, huh..."

Felyn could already imagine the scene of Olivia returning home after becoming a painter.

Hearing his return, the door to the studio would be gently pushed open.

Olivia would be standing barefoot against the light, her pure white cotton-linen dress stained with a few smudges of indigo and dawn red, like a cloud accidentally dirtied by the sunset.

She would hold up her hands, her fingertips to her wrists stained with a myriad of colors.

"Welcome back, Big Brother."

A red mark would be on her right cheek, and the curve of her lips would be small, yet captivating.

She would shyly pull him to a landscape painting she had done, then show an expectant expression, awaiting his evaluation.

A quiet and gentle beautiful painter girl, huh. Felyn was looking forward to it.

But this fantasy was not to be. Felyn was likely to be disappointed.

If Olivia were to fantasize, most of the scenes would be the same as Felyn imagined.

But she wouldn't be wearing a pure white cotton-linen dress, but only an apron that covered the front.

And the painting she would show Big Brother would not be a landscape or some other work of art that cultivated the spirit.

It would be a painting of two people procreating.

The two people in the painting would naturally be her and Big Brother, and the content of the painting would naturally be a record of last night's battle and positions.

"It's peeled. Here you go."

The pitiful Felyn still didn't know that his beautiful fantasy would be twisted into something lewd by Olivia.

He looked at Olivia holding the apple with both hands, not noticing anything unusual.

"Olivia, by the way, what is our relationship exactly?" Felyn scratched his head, explaining, "We shouldn't have met before, right? So I'm not quite sure what we should be considered..."

Even the original owner of this body had never met Olivia.

So Felyn thought that if he asked directly, Olivia wouldn't suspect his identity.

Olivia took a small bite of the apple, the crisp and sweet taste making her eyes narrow.

While in her coma, she had heard Felyn's confessions to her. Although she didn't quite understand, Olivia knew that the current Felyn was not the same person as the original son of the Solste family.

He's probably from the realm of the gods or some other world.

But Olivia didn't care about this at all, because she didn't know the original Felyn either.

At that time, she was completely absorbed in painting, had hardly ever traveled far, and hadn't had much contact with the opposite sex.

The current Big Brother was the Felyn she liked.

"Big Brother, my family was granted permission to join the Sorester family because our ancestors saved the previous head of the Sorester family."

"So, I should be considered the most distant bloodline of the Sorester branch family..."

Olivia looked at Felyn uneasily, afraid that he would dislike her after hearing this news.

Felyn rested his chin on his hand, thinking about Olivia's words.

If what Olivia said was true, she probably had no blood relationship with him.

But it didn't matter. His relationship with Olivia was not built on blood.

"B-Big Brother, Olivia knows she's not qualified to call you Big Brother, b-but..."

"It's okay, Olivia. I don't care about such things."

What does blood matter, what do relatives matter.

These days, a relative who doesn't borrow money can already be considered a good relative.

The era of mutual help has passed. Most people just use the banner of mutual help to see if they are the most successful among their relatives.

"Olivia, by the way, do you remember what happened that night?"

Olivia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously looked around.

"I remember."

"If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. I was just curious."

"It's okay, Big Brother."

Olivia recalled the events of that night, feeling Felyn's hand tightly gripping hers.

"That night, the Sorester family was at a sacrificial altar."

"Sacrifice?" Felyn hadn't expected such an answer.

"Yes, an altar to sacrifice to an evil god, to bring the evil god into this world."

(End of Chapter)