《The Fujoshi Who Was Reborn As A Male Siren》 Prologue: The death of a musical fujoshi I stared out at the void that I was in. I was seriously bored and wondering when somethings gonna happen. Sigh. I don¡¯t know how long its been but any longer and I¡¯m gonna die of boredom. Oh wait. I am dead, dammit. How about I review how I ended up here to you all. My name is Isabel Nierra. I am a high schooler with good grades and average looks. No friends really and very anti-social. (Actually I¡¯m close to achieving full hikkikomori status.) I¡¯m not particularly remarkable in anyway. The only things of note from me are my love of light novels, anime, manga, and my fujoshi nature that totally fangirls over BL. The other is my love of music and singing. If I¡¯m not reading manga¡¯s/light novels or watching anime then I¡¯m singing along to my favorite songs. In fact I had memorized close to 400 songs and could sing them perfectly in pitch and depending on the voice I could even make my voice an almost complete copy almost indistinguishable from the original artist. These were the passions of my life and I honestly cared little for anything else. Thats not to say my life was bad I mean I had a loving family with parents and siblings however I could never truly connect with them or this world for that matter. I had never felt ¡°at home¡± or ¡°content¡± in this existence of mine. I always felt like something was missing or wrong. Hence my love of the light novels, manga, and anime. They provided entertainment in this dull reality of mine and let me escape from the chains of this world to dive into a different one. I had only truly felt content in those stories that seemed to make so much more sense than my current world. I knew I was viewed as strange but I didn¡¯t care. I eventually became distant with everyone but, again, didn¡¯t care much. After I had purposely dulled my emotions. Yeah you know that disorder where there are people who feel nothing at all and usually end up serial killers? Well its the opposite for me. I feel TOO MUCH (yes, this is a real thing). Its a real bitch to deal when the slightest thing could set me off into a deep depression, a berserk rage where I¡¯m about to bash peoples heads in, or where I get so happy that I feel like I¡¯m about to jump higher than the clouds. Actually this disorder I had to deal with is also partly responsible for my otaku nature and my love of music and singing. By diving into stories I am able to experience the emotions that these stories give and it helps keep my emotions from going hay wire. Another is by singing to music and certain songs I¡¯m able to release my pent up feelings. Its kinda funny now that I think about because my parents were always complaining that I spent too much time on that stuff and never enough time with my family when I purposely kept away so they wouldn¡¯t be affected by my over the top emotions. After all I didn¡¯t want to hurt them if I was to get too angry over something and end up hurting them in my rage. Plus I so didn¡¯t want to be sent to a mental hospital. Yeah, no thank you. Even if the pudding was tempting¡­. *ahem* If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.So moving on, I was walking down the road after having gotten a cup of coffee probably containing more sugar than coffee and humming along when I heard it. CRASH! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEECH! I heard someone scream something and then something huge hit me and sent me flying. I felt huge pain then everything went dark after. So I had died. (Hah! Gotcha didn¡¯t I? You thought I would have an encounter where I need to save some poor kid from the almighty Truck-san and get run over by Truck-san huh? You did didn¡¯t you huh?) I¡¯m not particularly regretful. I honestly had no dreams for the future or anything because I could absolutely not picture myself living in that world to the point where I reached adulthood and got a job. Well I was right on one thing at least. As for my family well although I do feel sad about never seeing the again. I mean even though they did make a few mistakes they stilled tried their best to raise us with love, even a child like me, despite how they got dealt a shitty hand in life at times and how I didn¡¯t make it any better. However, my parents still have my older sister and younger brother who certainly had a better future than me. So yeah no regrets par¡­ticur¡­la¡­ AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! FUCK!!!! SHIT!!!!!!!!! DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!! I¡¯LL NEVER SEE HOW ALL MY STUFF ENDS!!!!!! MY NOVELS!!!! MY MANGA!!!! MY ANIME!!!! I WAS WAITING FOR THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THAT NEW BL MANGA THAT MY FAVORITE AUTHOR WAS MAKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY GOD WHY!!!!! HOW COULD YOU BE SO CRUEL!? DO YOU HAVE NO MERCY!? DAMMIT PUT ME BACK MAN!!!! PUT ME BACK I BEG YOU I NEED TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!!!! DOES THAT SEXY HUNK OF A SEME SHUUSUKE-KUN FINALLY CAPTURE THAT UNBEARABLY ADORABLE UKE TAKUMI-CHAN!!!!! After screaming for a bit I finally tired myself out mentally. I mean I was dead and was basically just a spirit so of course I couldn¡¯t run out of breath or anything and could probably scream my for eternity or something. But I got pretty tired of it quickly and lapsed into silence. I wonder when somethings gonna happen? Hey god or whoever hurry up! Hah, I wonder how much time has passed. Oh! I know! Lets sing. I began singing songs to pass the time. After I went threw at least twenty different songs and was just getting started on Your Bones by Of Monsters and Men which is one of my favorite songs of one of my favorite bands is when a change finally occurred. I saw a small pin point of a bright light. Extremely noticeably thanks to this pitch black void space. Then I felt a small tug. It slowly grew more insistent until finally I was yanked forward and sent hurtling toward that light at break neck speeds as it grew ever larger. I slammed into it and I felt my consciousness slowly fade. Chapter 1 I鈥檓 Reborn!? Hmm? What is this? It feels so warm¡­and its like I¡¯m floating in something. I have a body? Wasn¡¯t I dead? But I can clearly feel my body. Was I reborn? I try to move but I can only twitch and even then it makes me unbearably tired. So tired¡­.I think I¡¯ll sleep now¡­.. After I slept for a long time I woke up again and this time I felt much stronger. I was able to move a bit more before I tired out. Then as the exhaustion swept over me once I fell asleep. This time it was a shorter period that I fell asleep. When this time around I was even stronger than before, I was able to move more. Thats when I noticed something strange. My body felt different? I-it felt like I had wings and c-claws for feet!? Na wai! Its that type of reincarnation story!? Dammit god couldn¡¯t you have given me a little break and start out with hands! (Author-san: No.) Oh no! Now I¡¯m gonna have to live through constant life and death situations right from when I¡¯m born right? I¡¯ll probably have to eat my siblings because its survival of the fittest huh? A-and then I¡¯ll have to hunt some scary monsters and get into fights where they probably slice me open or try rip me apart! I would have to get stronger and evolve by having to challenge and eat those stronger then me while hanging on to life by a thread while my limbs and blood go flying right? This is dangerous!!! As I was fretting about this I noticed something. Wait but I feel my mouth and nose? No beak? I moved forward to check where I am. Then I bumped into a hard, round wall. I felt around and confirmed what I new. I was in definitely in an egg. Sadly it seems I couldn¡¯t do anymore today. I seemed to have used up too much energy¡­I can feel sleep coming over me again. I guess I must wait till next time to explore¡­.. This time when I woke up my mind felt much more clear than all the others. However what came immediately as I woke up was overwhelming instinctive urge. The urge to move! The urge to break! I kicked out with my legs. It hit the sides causing the egg to rock slightly. I kicked once more. *rock* Kick, kick! *rock, rock* Kick, kick, kick! *rock, rock, rock!* Kick, KICK. *Crack* KICK! KICK! *Crack, crack!* *cling* Ah I got a part off. I started banging my full body weight into it and the egg shell pieces started to split off one by one. Then finally, I could feel the cool air come in through the hole I had. I shivered as it struck my skin. I crawled forward and flopped out of the egg. I was exhausted by the energy I had expended during my hatching. I didn¡¯t even notice there were others around me until there was loud voices and I could feel myself being lifted up. I struggled weakly but just gave up. I could feel a warm, wet towel being pressed against me and it was wiping off all the goo from the egg. I struggled to open my eyes and finally I succeeded¡­. GYAAAAAH!!!! The Light! I¡¯m going blind! I¡¯m meeeeltiiiiiingggg¡­.. ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡­¡­.. Ha, just kidding. Not about the blind part though. The light was too much for my poor newborn eyes who had not seen light till this moment and I was blinded and had to shut my eyes. After waiting a bit I tentatively opened them again and to my relief it didn¡¯t feel like someone was digging needles into my eyes. I looked up at the sound of soft cooing. I widened my eyes in shock at what I saw. A beautiful woman in her early twenties with long reddish-brown hair and blue eyes was smiling down lovingly at me as she slowly rocked me. She had a refined yet gentle air about her with a elegant and doll like face. Pure white, soft looking skin and small, pink lips with a light blush adorning her soft cheeks. She had adorable looking droopy eyes and a beauty mark on the corner of her right eye further adding to the elegance that she seemed to exude. A truly beautiful women that would probably beat the models from my previous life. Heck, even I can¡¯t help but praise this woman''s beauty. Stolen novel; please report. However that wasn¡¯t what had shocked me (well, maybe a little). It was the reddish-brown feathers that grew from her neck downy to her shoulders, and from what it looks like it extends down her arms as well. Well, that settles it. I¡¯m a bird-human! That actually makes sense though. Thinking of this new revelation, the bird-woman, who I assume is my my mother looked over at the sound of another deeper voice. She smiled a blinding smile full of affection. I craned my neck to catch a glimpse of the new figure. I saw a tall and broad, handsome man who looked to be in his late twenties to early thirties. He seemed to tower over us as he gazed down at me. He scars across his muscular arms and one running down the left of his cheek but that didn¡¯t detract from his handsomeness. Instead it gave him a dangerous air along with his rugged face. He had a classical strong square jaw and sculpted face. A long aristocratic nose and sharp, fierce golden eyes. I guess he¡¯s my father? I think? I mean he seems to have lion ears atop his head and his head full of golden-brown hair seemed to have look reminiscent of a lions mane. If that isn¡¯t enough then he has a long lions tail that seems to be swinging to and fro with happiness judging by the silly grin (he has fangs too!) plastered across his face. Hmm, so does this mean that I¡¯m a half breed? Wait a second. If this is one of those other worlds with magic and stuff isn¡¯t it usually a plot line that half-breeds aren¡¯t liked by anyone at all and hunted down or discriminated against! Shit, though I don¡¯t have have death flags from the get-go but my life¡¯s a struggle from a giant death flag! You damn god why must you torment me so! (Author-san: Because its funny) Turning to my mother, he seemed to be saying something but I could not understand a word of it. However my mother seemed to not be paying attention as she now stared down at me with a slightly shocked look. Father frowned a bit and I assume preceded to ask her what was wrong. Still a bit shocked she pointed at me and turned to speak to my father. Then father(?) turned to look at me with the same shocked look. Eh¡­? Is something wrong with me!? Dammit, I wish I could understand what they¡¯re saying! Alright I need to calm down so I can make sense of things. ¡­¡­Take a deep breath and calm down now Isabel¡­.. Its mentally exhausting if I keep reacting over every little thing. I heard shrieking and shouting just then and then the door where father had walked through banged open. Two golden blurs rushed in and proceeded to jump onto mothers leg and pull at her dress. Smilingly at them she crouched down to let the two new arrivals get a look at me. I stared at the two children who seem to be my siblings. One was a adorable little boy of about 8 years old with messy golden hair and eyes. He had lion ears and tail of our father. He had soft, squishy looking cheeks you just wanted to pinch and big, wide eyes full of sparkles that stared at me with wonder. He had the same gentle, yet refined air of mother if a 8 year old could even have that. The other was a just as adorable little girl of about five years old with long, straight golden hair that reached her waist and bright blue eyes full of happiness and excitement. She had mothers beauty but fathers sharp eyes, and fierce aura. This girl was currently squealing in happiness while looking at me with the same sparkles in her eyes as the little boy. I couldn¡¯t help but giggle at their cute reactions. That simply caused everyone to crack a grin so wide that people would be afraid their faces would split. Well, I guess I must be pretty cute too since this family seems to blessed with such good genes. Oh, I just can¡¯t wait till I grow up then. Muwahahahaha just you wait world! I shall wreck havoc! I hope I have my mothers looks though¡­ Sorry, father your just a bit scary ya know¡­.. Oh, I¡¯m a bit tired again¡­. I¡¯ll go back to sleep¡­. Chapter 2 I鈥檓 A What Now!? Hey there haven¡¯t seen ya in a while! It¡¯s been about 3 and a half months since I checked in. I found out some new things whilst pretending to be a normal baby. Well if your wondering I tried the whole status window thing, unfortunately that didn¡¯t work. Sigh. I guess I can¡¯t have all it all huh? Also, turns out while I was in that egg I had grown to about the state of a 5 or 5 1/2 month old baby. It¡¯s apparently normal for my species but I noticed something a bit after I was born. I seem to have an abnormal learning rate even for a baby. My theory is that to compensate for all the time spent in the egg I am able to absorb more information as a baby. Thanks to that I have learned the basics of three languages so far though I still have trouble from the harder words. So finally after being able to listen in on conversations and my siblings lessons, which my mother taught so I naturally tagged along, I learned a lot! First off this world is called Esteria and it seems to be bigger than earth but I¡¯m not exactly sure by how much. The technology level is around the medieval ages however they make their living better with the use of magic. Hence why their technology level doesn¡¯t rise. Their culture and morals are also around the same level as here. I need to be careful that I don¡¯t upset the world balance or something by blurting out some information that while might¡¯ve been common in my world but is completely foreign here. Next, there is five known continents here. The Northern continent, Entrante, home of the Elves, Fey, Dwarves, and various other species. The Northeastern continent, Ferr¨ªar, home of (battle junkies) various beast race. The Central continent, Hestia, home of the humans with a variety of other races who immigrate there. The Southern continent, Tilac, home to a variety of demons and monsters. And finally the unexplored Southwestern continent with most of it unknown and filled to the brim with dangerous magical beings and monsters, our home, the continent, Didanda. We live in a Siren community on the southernmost coast of Didanda though its filled with other races as well. As it turns out I¡¯m not part of some Beastman tribe like I had originally assumed. My mother is apparently a Siren and so am I. A siren is a magical being unlike the other races. Meaning we as magical beings can innately understand and use our own racial magic without any chants and instinctively know the size of our mana pools. Sirens are split into two variants just like in the myths of my old world. Basically the variant with feathers or the variant with fins. I¡¯m the variant of siren with feathers obviously and we¡¯re called Ar¡¯shitaia or ¡°Feathered Ones¡± in the siren language. The finned variants are called Mir¡¯shitaia or ¡°Scaled Ones¡±. I also learned that they are an almost exclusively female race so they take mates from other races. If the child is born male its the fathers race and if the child is female then it has an 95% chance of being a siren and a 10% chance of being the fathers race. So the girls are almost always sirens. (This was not the case though with my older sister.) However this seems to not always be true. You see there is a 2% chance of a male being born as a siren. But their so rare that its practically an unheard of event that happens maybe once every couple hundred years or so. Even if they are born they are discriminated against a lot by the female exclusive siren race. They are often thought of as not part of their race, unnatural, a disaster, calamity, bad omen, the complaint list seems to go on. And why am I telling you this you wonder? Well, turns out in this life I had been reborn as a¡­ Yep, you guessed it¡­ A male siren. When I found put that I had been reborn as a male siren and will most likely be discriminated against I was in such shock that I was stuck in a daze for three days straight. Well, at least I knew why my parents had looked at me strangely at my birth? Hatching? Still though it was quite a shock when I was told that I was male and would have a whole new appendage when I would get my human form. Yes, sirens have their humanoid-bird/fin form and their human form. Obviously they can¡¯t mate with a different species when they have giants wings or fins and their whole bottom half from the hip downward is that of a bird or a fish. Hence why I didn¡¯t know I was male until I heard the conversation of my mother discussing it with my Lion Beastman father in how she¡¯s worried how the siren community that they live in will treat me. I wasn¡¯t the only one who was listening in on this conversation because my energetic, hot-headed nee-chan, Ruria, bursted in with my more calm nii-san, Aether. She ran up to mother who was holding me in her arms with my brother trailing behind. They both had a slightly worried look. She then asked my mother if other people will really bully me. My poor parents were both flustered and obviously didn¡¯t know what to say. Because obviously there will be some who won¡¯t like my presence, some might even try to kill me is what I¡¯d gleamed from the conversation. Apparently there had been siren tribes who had made it a tradition to kill any male siren should they be birthed and there is no telling if there is any siren in the community who doesn¡¯t share that sentiment. Dangerous, too dangerous. I need to grow up quickly and learn how to defend myself. While I had been fretting about this it seemed that my brother and sister had reached some art of agreement. They both nodded and looked towards my parents with determined eyes. ¡°Then we¡¯ll protect Atiya-chan!¡± Ruria proclaimed as she puffed her chest out. Awww, she¡¯s so cute. Me and my parents both smile at this. ¡°Thats right. Anyone who dares to harm to harm Atiya-chan will not be forgiven.¡± Aether said calmly with narrowed eyes. O-oi n-nii-san¡­why do you have such a bloodthirsty aura when your only 8 years old? Perhaps the quiet, gentle nii-san was the one they need to watch out for rather than our hotheaded nee-chan. Hmm? You¡¯re wondering why I was using Japanese terms and suffixes? Well they also have suffixes and terms in their common language and I end up just mentally translating them into the Japanese equivalent because of my otaku nature. I also have mentally translated different things in my mind depending on the language. I usually use English but I sometimes use Japanese. Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Ah as for my new name too, well your probably thinking its feminine right? Well, They were expecting a girl when they had a siren¡¯s egg¡­.and they didn¡¯t want to pick a new name I was stuck with this name. Mah, it¡¯s not like I really care I mean in previous life I was a girl so I¡¯m completely fine with a feminine name. Well that¡¯s what happened. ¡°Atiya-chan!¡± I turned from the stuffed toys that I was playing with (trying to pick up but failing due to having wings but no hands) as my mother came to pick me up. It seems she has finished the lesson with nii-san and nee-chan. Of course I had listened while pretending to play but some of it just wasn¡¯t interesting so I actually ended up really playing (failing) with the toys. Well no one ever praised me for my attention span¡­ ¡°Lets feed you and put you to bed little one.¡± Oh god¡­ Not this again¡­ Sometimes I wish I was a normal baby and this was exactly one of those times. My mother shrugged part of her dress off and showed her breast to me. Uuuh¡­its so embarrassing I mean mentally I¡¯m not a baby but physically I am so its needed. But still to be fed like this is just¡­ Its a bit mentally scarring¡­ I now understand the merits of the baby bottle back in my old world. After my (mentally scarring) feeding session my mother put me down in the wooden cot to sleep. She then, after checking one last time to see that I was cozy and falling asleep, left to make lunch for my siblings as father was out hunting. As if I¡¯d pass this chance up though! You underestimate me mother! You see one thing that we all know about is how a lot of those reincarnated try to train magic from birth! It would probably be insanely harder for other races, however I am not part of other races! I am a magical being and am partly composed of pure magic! I don¡¯t have to work to sense mana as I can already innately sense. Mana to me is the equivalent of the very blood that flows through ones veins, it is an intimate part of me now. All I need to do is gather the mana from the air around me and assimilate it into my own storage of mana. I had first started out with what could be called only a half a quarter of a cup. Now I¡¯m at tiny bit less half a cup! I know what you¡¯re gonna say your thinking ¡°Eeeeh? Isn¡¯t that too little progress? Have you been slacking off?¡± No, I haven¡¯t been slacking off thank you very much! Its not as easy as it sounds ya know! First, when I absorb and assimilate I still lose a certain amount of mana that dissipates back into the atmosphere in this process. While it seems like a negligible loss at first as you continually go through this process you begin to realize that it eventually wracks up to a huge amount that you¡¯ve lost. I currently have no way to solve this problem. Second, I¡¯m still a baby and I can only absorb a certain amount of mana into me to assimilate. If I go beyond that amount my body won¡¯t be able to handle it and I will lose control of it killing me and anyone close in the process. This nearly happened one time but I was able to stop and control it before anything bad happened. Third, I¡¯m alone only at certain times so there is a limited amount of time to practice. After about an hour of absorbing and assimilating I now had a cup that was a little less than three quarters full. Now it was time to start the second round of practice, mana control! Obviously one needs a lot of mana to use magic however if one lacks the essential part of control then all that mana is for naught! He won¡¯t be able to use the appropriate amount and might end up using far to much resulting in waste and simply exhausting himself faster. Hence why I do this type of training too! I first gather a bit of mana and spread it throughout my body. I rotate it at different speeds around my body, spread it throughout my body or gather it in one place. You might wonder why I do this instead of other magic. Well the one time I did try I managed to create a soft breeze with my wind magic but moments later my mother had bust in looking around while muttering about sensing magic. So I can only practice magic when I can walk to a secluded place. As I was thinking this I had finished. Yosh! Done with my warm-up! Now time to start the grueling part. I take six minuscule parts of mana that would equate to the size of half a rice grain and start moving them slowly through my body. I slowly began to increase the speed bit by bit. When moving mana this small and so many it requires very fine tuned, intricate control. I had mastered five half-grains and am halfway to mastering the sixth half-grain. Its gets harder the more half-grains I add and the faster the speed. So I need to concentrate¡­ Concentrate¡­. ¡­concentrate¡­ ¡°ATIYA-CHAN! Come on lets play!¡± GAAAAAH!!! T-they all d-dispersed¡­¡­ Dammit why Ruria onee-chan!? Why!? ¡°Ow! Oi, what was that for nii-san!?¡± ¡°Your going to wake up Atiya-chan and he¡¯s gonna cry cause your so loud.¡± ¡­.. Hehehe payback time. I took a deep breath¡­ ¡°Waaaaaaaaaah!¡± Ha, this is what get for disturbing my precious practice time Ruria onee-chan! ¡°Uwawawa what do we do nii-san!?¡± I feel sorry for nii-san. It must be so exhausting for him to be the nii-san of her. ¡°Sigggggghhhh.¡± Such a big sigh nii-san, you sound like someone who just got done working overtime for an entire week. ¡°Come on Atiya-chan let us leave your block-head nee-san to herself so she can reflect on her block-headed actions and perhaps she can learn something for once.¡± Nii-san said with a voice as cold as ice as he gently picked up the teary eyed me and walked out of my room leaving behind my flustered nee-chan. Uhyaaaaaaa, He really doesn¡¯t pull his punches does he? I mean damn, just his voice alone made me want to hide but paired with his words that were as sharp as a knife¡­I¡¯m surprised nee-chan didn¡¯t even look that affected by that. Nee-chan must have some thick skin huh? I suppose that quality of nee-chan¡¯s in itself is something to be admired. Chapter 3 The Fujoshi is revived! Its been about another month and sadly not much has happened. Well one thing thing did happen but I¡¯ll get to that later. I¡¯ve been working hard and spending time with my family. Recently Aether nii-sama has been going hunting with father and I don¡¯t get to see him as often. I¡¯m a bit lonely¡­ Although, nee-san and mother are here but mother is an important figure in the Siren community so sometimes she gets called away on business and leaves Ruria onee-chan to watch me. I wouldn¡¯t really mind but¡­ But¡­. Ruria nee-chan is scary in her own way. She¡¯s too energetic and a complete baka. Its honestly the scariest combination one could come up with. Not even children her age can keep up with her let alone poor 9 something month old me who can¡¯t even walk. She doesn¡¯t understand the limitations of babies as well. I¡¯m scared she¡¯ll break me at this rate¡­. I want Aether nii-samaaaaaa! He used to read me wonderful books and calmly played and watched over me! He was so gentle and nice to me! Hmmm? I switched to nii-sama from nii-san you said? Well thats cause nii-sama is so cool he deserves to be called nii-sama! It was one of the days where nii-sama and nee-chan were sword training with father and mother was going to take them lunch. I honestly wasn¡¯t surprised when she said that father always insists on this. Father is a baka too when he¡¯s not fighting¡­.. Genes are scary things¡­ Anyway, we had set off for the training ring. It only took about five minutes to walk there and when we entered we could hear grunts and other sounds of fight. In the right corner in was father and Aether nii-sama fighting in a dirt ring. It was amazing even if they were fighting with only wooden swords. Lion Beastmen have the natural blessing of both strength and speed beyond that of normal humans. Even as children they have high physical capabilities. They are known widely as experts with a keen sense for battle and danger as well. So although Aether nii-sama could not match father yet in terms of strength he used his smaller body and nimbleness to his own advantage. He deftly wove, ducked, and sped around father using a variety of perfect feints, thrusts, and slices all coldly aimed at fathers vitals. It showed how amazingly intelligent, calculating, and strong my nii-sama is! It was at that moment he had been deemed nii-sama. Indeed I now worship nii-sama from the bottom of my heart. I also watched nee-chans body and I have to admit that she¡¯s amazingly skilled as well. She has great reflexes, speed, strength, and her techniques are also superb. However her attacks were all to honest, to straightforward. It was much to easy to read the path of her sword. Then again how can we expect the nee-chan who can¡¯t even tell a single lie to be able to deceive as well as nii-sama during sword practice. I¡¯m sure she¡¯ll get it at some point though. After all, she seems to be smart and eager when she¡¯s training. Conversely it could be said thats only when she¡¯s shows advanced comprehension and eagerness. She never stops whining and complaining during studies with mother. Moving on after the training bout was done my brother and sister were sprawled on the ground soaked in sweat and seemed to be in quite a bit of pain from sore, overworked muscles. Meanwhile father was standing there as calm as day and not a drop of sweat could be seen from him. He wasn¡¯t even breathing heavy. Father is amazing in his own way I see. Mother called everyone over and after several groans of pain everyone managed to drag themselves over for lunch. Dad walked up and sat down next to mom on a bench to have lunch with her. They immediately went into lovey-dovey mode and began flirting with each other so us children moved a little ways away to have a picnic. Thats also when it happened. ¡°Aether-kun!¡± All three of us turned at the voice that rang out. I slightly widened my eyes at who I saw there. It was my first time out thus seeing someone other than my family. I saw a small fox kin child running towards us or more accurately Aether nii-sama. As he came up he smiled and happily sat down to chat with Aether nii-sama. Meanwhile I stared at him with one thought going through my head. Are all the people here beautiful!? I mean this kid was out of this world cute. He seemed to be about 6 or 7 years old. He had reddish-orange fox ears and tail. His wispy hair that was the same color came to just above his shoulders and looked so shiny and soft. He had beautiful and intense amber eyes that seemed to look through you down to your soul. He had smooth, creamy alabaster like skin and a cherub like face with soft looking cheeks with a slight blush, thin eyebrows, and soft pink lips. His physique looked to be a bit on the delicate and thin but not overly thin. A nice kind of thin. Overall, he looked like a extremely cute and slightly androgynous boy. Perhaps they had noticed me staring at him as I was in nii-sama¡¯s lap and they were talking together. Nii-sama picked me up and held me out toward the fox kin child. I stared at him and he stared at me. Nii-sama proceeded to introduce us. ¡°Nara-kun meet Atiya-chan. Atiya-chan meet Nara-kun.¡± Very simple and straight to the point. However I wasn¡¯t paying attention to Nii-sama at all. Why you ask? Well because when he picked me up and held me out to the Nara-kun, well it started moving. His big, fluffy fox tail started wagging in happiness I assume. S-so fluffy looking¡­. I have to touch it! I stretched out my fuzzy, down covered wings and smiled and giggled at him. He seemed a bit lost and glanced at Aether nii-sama for help. Aether nii-sama also seemed a bit surprised probably not expecting me to take to him this quickly. I didn¡¯t mind though and wiggled a bit to as I stretched out my wings even further to signal that I want to go to him. Nii-sama placed me in Nara-kuns hands as he looked at me with wide eyes. ¡°So soft and fuzzy¡­.¡± Mufufufufu, I know right? Its wonderful right? You can¡¯t resist it huh? Ah did I never tell you guys about my down? All Ar¡¯shitaia chicks are covered in a lot of fuzzy dull grey down until about they are a year or a year and a half where they shed their down and grow their feathers. Enough of that though! I must feel that fluffy looking tail! Luckily his tail came curled around us as he was petting my soft down. I pounced on it and wrapped it with my wings. I rubbed my head against it. ¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡­¡­¡­ SO FLUFFY!!!!! After months of only thin lion tails this is *Sniff*¡­.. I knew it¡­.. FLUFFINESS IS JUSTICE!!!!!!!!!!! So there we were, Nara-kun petting my down while I was hugging his fluffy tail. ¡°Hmph, I can¡¯t believe you! Your usually so possessive over the things you like and especially Atiya-chan yet you casually hand over Atiya-chan like it¡¯s nothing to Nara-kun!¡± Ruria nee-chan complained. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! Both me and Aether nii-sama looked at her with deadpan eyes. Isn¡¯t it because of you nee-chan that nii-sama is the way he is? At first I had wondered how the nii-sama who was seems so gentle and nice to me could turn so cold at the drop of a hat and why he never let anyone but me or mother within 5 foot radius of his room or his stuff. But then I witnessed it..... I experienced it¡­¡­ The terrifying powers of the battle baka father & daughter pair¡­.. My father had taken my favorite stuffed caterpillar toy and attempted to play with me with it. However he didn¡¯t have it for five minutes before he ripped it in half and the toys stuffing guts flew all over the living room. Needless to say my mother punished father mercilessly while nii-sama comforted me over the loss of my favorite toy. But my poor Mr. Woogly Doogly, may you rest in peace.¡­¡­.. (I also understood why my mother constantly complained about household expenses from watching father break several cups, bowls, and spoons.) Then I had watched my sister sneak into my brothers room and took nii-sama¡¯s favorite beanbags, that were handmade by mother and given to him as a present, to play with as she was bored since she was too young to hunt with father unlike nii-sama. I watched wide eyed as she ripped at least half of them and once again guts made of grains flew through the air. Needless to say mother mercilessly punished her and this time I comforted nii-sama as he was depressed over his beloved presents being destroyed. Those poor beanbags, may you rest in peace¡­¡­ As for his possession over me well I don¡¯t exactly think its him being possessive but more him saving me from severe injuries or imminent death at your hands nee-chan. I mean sometimes her and fathers grip is so strong I¡¯m surprised I haven¡¯t had cracked ribs yet. One time she also threw me in the air once but was distracted and didn¡¯t attempt catch me. Luckily nii-sama was there and saved me from cracking my head open on the floor. Another time where she thought to make me stronger by strapping a bag of sand to my back just as father did to her while training and I was slowly suffocating¡­. Yeah, I have become extremely traumatized by those events and honestly I have resolved my self never to be in a room alone with those two or else I might really die someday. Indeed I learned for my survival I must never try to be held or play with those guys unless I have someone in the immediate vicinity, preferably less than a foot away, to immediately interfere in case of danger to life or body. Though I can¡¯t really stay mad at them because I know they mean well. Sadly nii-sama¡¯s mind was damaged beyond repair already. He had become extremely possessive over the things he likes and he doesn¡¯t let anyone besides his most trusted around his things. I heard from mother he does that around other children and other adults as well. He turns extremely cold towards those who try to touch or harm his precious things without his express permission. I heard he even beat up other kids who tried to take his stuff. Haah, thus we have our nii-sama who is so gentle and nice on the surface but turns ruthless and cunning when he wants to. Anyway back to what we were talking about. ¡°¡­.If its Nara-kun then anything¡¯s fine.¡± My nii-sama said this as he looked the other in embarrassment with a slight blush on his cheeks. Nara-kun hadn¡¯t noticed this as now he was rubbing his cheeks on my soft fuzz, nee-chan is a dense baka so she doesn¡¯t notice anything, and mother and father were still being lovey-dovey. However I noticed it all. Hyuhyuhyuhyu¡­. This seems interesting! Can it be? Is it possible? Does nii-sama to Nara-kun¡­? Nii-sama looked over here again and seemed to notice something. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and crouched down next to Naara-kun. He started wiping a spot of dirt from his face. Then once he was done he sat back down as Nara-kun looked at him questioningly. ¡°You had dirt on your face.¡± Aether said calmly while holding up the dirty handkerchief. ¡°Mmm, thanks Aether-kun!¡± Nara-kun said this while smiling and making a completely adorable face. A pink atmosphere spread through the air because of this. Though I wasn¡¯t looking at Nara-kun but nii-sama. Nii-sama who mumbled a quiet ¡°your welcome¡± was blushing a deep red while again looking away in embarrassment. ¡­.k¡­k¡­k¡­KYAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! So cute! I¡¯ve never seen such a cute nii-sama!!!!! He¡¯s always so calm and cool-headed to think he was reduced to this by a smile is too cute!!! I knew it!!! Nii-sama likes Nara-kun! Finally, I was despairing because there was no BL doujinshi or manga here but to think I could watch it live is even more wonderful! And between two such beautiful boys is even better!!! Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! As I was wriggling in happiness due to my delusions there was a terrible bloodlust that seemed to fill the area. Hmm? We all turned to look at what had happened. There my mother sat smiling at my father but the smile didn¡¯t seem to reach her eyes. There was a black aura surrounding her and I swear that I saw a demon behind her for a second. Wh-what happened? Weren¡¯t you two all lovey-dovey five minutes ago? ¡°Now, now Milfiria-chan I thought you agreed to this¡­..¡± My father pleaded while sweating bullets. Honestly we were all sweating bullets as well. Mother''s scary when she¡¯s angry ya know? ¡°Oh yes, I agreed to you training Aether and Ruria because they are Lion beastkin just like you, Arthur and I am unable to give them a proper training regiment. But I will be damned if I let my only siren child, even if he is a boy, to go through a training regiment made by a battle junkie musclehead like you who¡¯s only good at fighting. Its bad enough that our daughter tied a sand weight onto our not even one year old child and nearly suffocated him to death but her excuse was ¡®I was training him to be strong just like father trained me to be strong¡¯. So I shall be the one to train my son properly as a magic user. Muscleheads should stick to their sandweights.¡± Mother said this with a quiet voice. Ah, I know where nii-sama got his sharp tongue from. ¡°But don¡¯t you want our children to be strong Milfiria-chan¡­¡± He dug his own grave. Even the dense nee-chan flinched at that and the rest of us grew steadily paler. ¡°Hooh, are you calling us magic users weak my dear Arthur¡­?¡± Ah, mothers bloodlust has intensified. We must escape before the bloodbath begins or else we might become victims. I pulled on Nara-kun¡¯s tail and whimpered. Nii-sama noticed this and pulled us three up to make our hasty escape. As were running away at top speed I noticed that father looked pleadingly at us as mother slowly got up. Sorry father, I would say ganbatte but I feel you deserve this one. And thus we successfully escaped the bloodbath, parted from Nara-kun, and returned home. Mother returned home alone. Chapter 4 Daily Life, an Engagement, and First Words! Hi, there its been a while (one or two months? I lost count.) once again! I¡¯m now physically a year and a half I think? Its hard to tell If I should count my time in the egg with my time after hatching or not. I¡¯ll count it since my mother says I¡¯m a year and a half. I¡¯ll also get feathers soon too! Bits of my down has started to fall off! Though its extremely itchy¡­. Plus a new development! My magic power has passed bucket level and is approaching bathtub level! With this my dreams of taking over the world shall be realized! Muwahahahaha! As if. That¡¯s way too much trouble and I¡¯m too lazy to be so ambitious. That and I probably would need the level of an ocean before even considering of trying to¡­ I heard there was a damn Dragon King on this continent ya know? Like hell I¡¯m going up against that. I¡¯m not one of those OP protagonists who are monsters with near limitless magic power and/or physical strength with crazy broken spells or moves. I mean at most I would be considered above average but probably not genius level ya know? I could be powerful through hard work and ingenuity but I believe that shall only cover a certain extent. I¡¯m probably going to reach my limit at a certain point and I definitely will not go up against the Dragon King or Demon Lord ever, ok? In fact I plan to avoid those powerhouses. Also, more news is that Nii-sama had turned 9 and nee-chan had turned 6. We had a big celebration for all our birthdays since they were surprisingly close in date. I wonder how that works out? Oh, well no use thinking about it, not like I could get a answer. We also had Nara nii-sama and his parents come over for the birthday celebration. I had already met Nara nii-sama¡¯s father as he is one of the people who help manage the training rink. However, it was the first time meeting his mother who was Mir¡¯shitaia and didn¡¯t like to venture from their beach house. (We are on the outskirts of the Ar¡¯shitaia houses so we¡¯re closer to the Mir¡¯shitaia homes than others.) His mother was exceedingly beautiful like all sirens are blessed to be. With dark green hair so dark its probably black in some lights. Green eyes that glittered like emeralds and green scales the same color adorned her neck and shimmered whenever the sun hit them just right. She had the same alabaster skin and cherub like face that Nara nii-sama had. My thoughts were¡­.. DAY-amn, at least I know where Nara nii-sama got his androgynous cuteness from. Ah, as for why I call Nara nii-sama with the nii-sama now is because he deserves it. He who could fell my cool nii-sama with a simple smile and who can calm our baka nee-chan with a few words is enough to be granted this title. Although his wonderful, super fluffy tail might¡¯ve helped. So fluffy¡­¡­ Ah, I got off track! Anyway it was a fun party, sadly after the party ended good and bad news was revealed. First off nee-chan was finally old enough to join father and nii-sama in their hunts, foraging, and training practices against magic beasts. Now immediate danger to my life has gone down by probably 50%. That was the good news. Bad news, is nii-sama is gonna be even more busy because his training will be increased by our baka father. Haah. ¡­¡­.. Eh? Now that I think about it¡­ P-perhaps I have become a brocon? Nah, right? ¡­¡­¡­.. I probably am a brocon huh¡­. Then again if you had two siblings to chose from to admire would you choose the one who has nearly killed you countless times with their carelessness or the one who has saved you countless times from said careless sibling? Yeah, we all know which one we would choose. A thing that resulted from this is my mother having to bring me along to deal with her important business as a member of the community¡¯s council. This is composed mostly of sirens as well. At first I had been curious on how they ran their government but ya know that saying curiosity killed the cat? Well¡­. My health took an extreme hit when my mother brought me along¡­. She really wasn¡¯t kidding when she said I would be despised and they might even try to kill me. When I went there a lot of them had looks of disgust and hate on them. Some of them even directed small amounts of killing intent at me. While it wasn¡¯t that bad and was tolerable at first. But as the meetings dragged on with it pressing down on me, who still has the body of a baby, well I couldn¡¯t handle the stress. I fainted the minute the meetings were over and we had departed from there and were out of sight. My mother though angry couldn¡¯t exactly go over and confront them. Not only were they important figures in the government, one of them was a siren who was stronger than even mother. If she confronted them she risked the prospect of being killed and our family kicked out of the community. I guess one of the rules that always applies to these types of worlds is power is everything huh? Still, what harsh rules guys¡­. Anyway since then my mother asked Nara nii-sama to come over and babysit me. I didn¡¯t mind this arrangement at all obviously. (Nii-sama also didn¡¯t mind as he seemed much happier the next day when it was announced, hyuhyuhyu.) Not since I wouldn¡¯t need to go to those dreadful meetings and¡­.. Mufufufufu¡­.. I get my daily dose of fluffiness!!!!! Because after all¡­. FLUFFINESS IS JUSTICE!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* So that was what had happened¡­. Now I¡¯m currently in Nara nii-sama¡¯s lap and hugging his fluffy tail while he talks about what he and his father did this morning while petting my fuzz. Indeed we both can¡¯t help ourselves huh¡­¡­oh well not like we¡¯re complaining though! On the contrary we quite like this arrangement. However, it was at this point right when mother was about to was about to leave that she casually mentioned how I had begun to shed my down and then she simply left like the wind. Ah¡­.. Nara nii-sama has become severely depressed¡­.. What should I do? Then again what would my reaction be if Nara nii-sama lost his fluffy tail¡­.? ¡­¡­¡­.N-no I don¡¯t even want to think about it¡­¡­.. Just thinking about it makes me so depressed that I can¡¯t even move¡­¡­¡­ I CAN¡¯T LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE NARA NII-SAMA HAS NO FLUFFY TAIL!!!!!!!!!!!! ¡­¡­¡­. Calm down me, Nara nii-sama doesn¡¯t shed all his fur off like you¡­. Ah, wait¡­.. If nii-sama was to come home and see him like this, then nii-sama¡¯s mood shall turn bad. If nii-sama¡¯s mood turns bad then our household shall bear the consequences. Nii-sama in a bad mood is just as terrifying as mother when she¡¯s angry. ¡­¡­.. I must cheer him up quick to avoid the oncoming disaster! I cast my eyes about the living room hoping for some inspiration to hit me. Ah! There! I slid off of Nara nii-sama¡¯s lap and walked a bit wobbly over to the toy chest full of the old toys of my siblings and some of my new ones. There I had safely placed my most treasured toy away from those two baka¡¯s and buried under old toys. It was a toy that mother got as an apology for me after father had decimated my Mr. Woogly Doogly. I jumped into the toy chest and began digging around to find it. Uuuuuuh, usually mother or nii-sama would help but they aren¡¯t here. I never realized how hard it was with only wings but no hands. I feel like god or whoever just did this to me for shits and giggles here¡­¡­ (Author-san: Basically, yes.) Aha! Found it! Mr. Woogly Doogly Jr.! There onto of a frayed lion tortoise doll was a big caterpillar doll. However this wasn¡¯t like the old Mr. Woogly Doogly who was made only from a nice soft green cloth. No, this is the upgraded version! The Mr. Woogly Doogly Jr.! It is made from a pelt of some animal with soft, poofy, and fluffy pelt! Its stuffed with a premium cotton-like plant that is cotton yet not! (Its very confusing) It¡¯s died a dark purple with bright pink spots! It has beautiful shiny, marble like black eyes! With stubby little legs that you just can¡¯t help but play with! It was two feet wide and three feet long. Thus it makes for a great smuggler when one goes to bed as well! It basically looks like a big, fluffy caterpillar! Indeed its the new and improved doll that is Mr. Woogly Doogly Jr.! ¡­¡­¡­ Wait a second¡­.. I have no hands to grab it¡­. ¡­¡­. GAAAAH!!!!!! YOU MOTHERFRIGGER!!!! I threw my wings up in frustration. ¡­¡­¡­.. ¡­.Calm down and breath me¡­.. Come on Nara nii-sama is watching us, we must accomplish this mission or suffer mortifying embarrassment! I can do it! After psyching myself up I attempted to pick it up. Slip¡­ Slip¡­.. Slip¡­¡­ Agh, fuck it! I bit into the fur pelt and using my mouth and wings was able to free it from the confines of the accursed toy chest. Finally! I waddled over and shoved Mr. Woogly Doogly Jr. at the utterly confused Nara nii-sama who grabbed it. I smiled at him and he looked down at the doll in confusion still. I didn¡¯t mind however and kept smiling. Then I could practically see the light bulb that went off above his head as he seemed to think of something. ¡°C-could it be you¡¯re trying to cheer me up?¡± You got it in one Nara nii-sama! I smiled even more brightly for him and he smiled back a similarly bright smile as he hugged both me and Mr. Woogly Doogly Jr. to his chest. He seems to have cheered up properly huh? Whew, disaster avoided! I wiped the imaginary sweat off my head. ¡°Lets get you something to eat! I bet your hungry, right, Atiya-chan?¡± Well now that you mention it, I am a bit famished. Nara nii-sama picked me up and headed towards our kitchen. After finding the fruit puree that my mother had left for me to eat, he sat down with me in his lap and Mr. Woogly Doogly Jr. around his neck. He preceded to feed me with a small wooden spoon as he sighed in a slightly dreamy manor like that of a young maiden in love or something. What is he thinking of? ¡°Both you and your brother are so kind you know.¡± Sigh. Oh, is he sighing because of nii-sama? Fufufu, I wonder what happened. ¡°You know Atiya-chan your brother is one of the kindest people I have ever met. You definitely need to treasure him.¡± Naturally, if it wasn¡¯t for nii-sama I would probably be six feet under now. ¡°Just this morning he did the nicest thing ever.¡± Ah, he¡¯s blushing while wriggling in happiness. His fox ears are drooping down while his tail wags. W-what is this cute thing!? Nii-sama, I can totally understand how you fell for this. Indeed, I can barely restrain myself from pouncing on him right now and hugging him to death because of the cuteness. ¡°He said, we won¡¯t be able to be together as often and not to be sad because he made me something! He gave me this pretty ornament to put into my hair and said that when I make a matching one for him only then will it make it a true promise to always be together. Aether-kun said that I can only give one to him since its only for the one I like the most! Oh, but don¡¯t worry Atiya-chan, I will make you a pretty bracelet.¡± CHOKE. This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. Cough, cough, splutter. I nearly spat out my fruit puree but I managed to keep it down. However, I could not stop from choking and coughing. And while Nara nii-sama was fretting over me, I was meanwhile trying to sort out the mess his words had thrown my thoughts in. I-I can¡¯t believe it¡­. ¡­.n-nii-sama you unexpectedly move fast¡­.. Were my inner thoughts. Indeed, what you have guessed is correct. Nii-sama has used the beastmans traditional sign of betrothal. The opposite parties creates their own handmade hair ornaments to weave into the hair of their betrothed. Its has a tuft of hair, a feather, a claw, scale, etc., that they take from their body and enchanted to keep their scent strong and its also put into the ornament. Its so they always carry a piece of their beloved with them while the scent serves to warn others away as they are taken. When they are married they create a unique tattoo that represents their other half¡¯s soul. Its based on their respective magic signature which is as distinct as DNA, no one has the same magic signature. Its usually on the neck, face or chest for beastmen I believe. Its actually pretty similar to a sirens betrothal and marriage. The other takes a feather or scale from their beloved and affixes it onto their body. When they are ready for marriage they create a magic tattoo using the same methods though the placements are different. Its usually takes up the recipients whole front torso or whole back, starting from the bottom of the hips to the neck. Some do both front and back, though its only a few because it hurts like fucking hell I hear if you do both sides. Actually, marriage tattoo¡¯s are a popular concept here no matter the race or culture. Its because if you do rings, bracelets of marriage, necklaces of marriage, or something else chances are half the time you will get robbed and they¡¯re taken or in a fight they¡¯re destroyed. There is also the possibility that you limbs get chopped off and its good-bye to your limb, ring and all. Hence, why the marriage tattoo¡¯s are so popularized. Your beloved''s own piece of magic or soul¡¯s power, is engraved into your body for forever. Even if your limbs are chopped off they aren¡¯t lost. Your marks can never be taken from you and your beloved is always one with you they say. Not even death will erase the marks. I digress though. I seem to have gotten off track. Nara nii-sama has calmed down now that I have stopped choking however I am far from calm. I can¡¯t believe nii-sama actually did it! My brothers engaged at 9 years old! Its a bit surreal¡­. However, despite my disbelief believe I can understand nii-sama¡¯s reasoning. Un, his thought process surely went like this: I¡¯m busier now and won¡¯t be around to protect the cute Nara from annoying insects. If the cute Nara has insects sticking to him it might turn bad for me if they try to steal him from me. I must keep the insects from swarming Nara while I¡¯m away. I need to make sure they know he¡¯s mine¡­. Lets officially make him mine then! No one will dare touch him now. Is how he thought. Indeed, Nara nii-sama is too cute to be left alone. It will be terrible if annoying insects were to try and and steal the cute Nara nii-sama. No way! His fluffy tail is mine! I shall only give him away to nii-sama! With the promise that I get to play with him! Though I seriously wonder how I missed this¡­ I glanced at the ornament that was visible as Nara nii-sama swept his hair back. Perhaps the hair covered it but damn nii-sama you must have seriously put time into that. How long were you working on it!? It was three strands made of shiny golden threads that was woven into a small braid on the right side of Nara nii-sama¡¯s head and the ending was a beautiful dark blue, glass bead that shined. About half way up on the second strand was a cut off claw of nii-sama¡¯s. Interspersed between all three of the strands was stones of different colors and metals carved into beaded shapes and engraved with swirling and looping designs. It was a beautifully made engagement ornament. However¡­.. How long have you been planning this nii-sama? When did you even start making this? This stuff is so fine and detailed that it looks like some master craftsmen''s greatest and last art piece¡­¡­. Wait, now that I think about it then wouldn¡¯t mother have noticed this!? She didn¡¯t even blink though she must have seen the engagement ornament and realized that nii-sama had given it to Nara nii-sama! (The two bakas are obviously not included.) I guess she gave permission? I wonder about Nara nii-sama¡¯s parents as well. Though I doubt his mother noticed since Nara nii-sama¡¯s air-headness comes from her side but Nara nii-sama¡¯s father is considerably sharp. He surely would¡¯ve noticed something right? He didn¡¯t even have a change of expression when I saw him this morning though! Or perhaps nii-sama gave it after Nara nii-sama¡¯s father left? Oh well, I doubt he would mind either. Anyone can see that the two absolutely adore each other. Hmmm? Whats that? You¡¯re wondering if them being both boys will cause problems? Well not really. I can¡¯t speak for the Beastmen or any other species but we live in a Siren community so no one really cares. Sirens are originally a nomadic and closed tribe. (The only reason they would settle down was usually if their partners were not Sirens and over time Sirens and their partners come together to form the communities.) They don¡¯t socialize with other species much except to reproduce and increase the population. Other than that they spent most of their time traveling together as a tribe, clan, group, flock, pod, the names differ. Either way, Sirens often fell in love with each other and got married together and it was the norm for them. And Sirens are basically an all female species. You see my point? Sirens don¡¯t mind same-sex couples actually they fully accept it. Its a part of their culture and history in a way. Siren couples are known for their powerful duets and their harmonies. In fact, the most powerful Sirens to have ever lived were in fact a couple who did a duet that was said to make even dragons bow down in deference. Heck their¡¯s even a festival in their honor where sirens who are married and in love, falling in love, or even the rare confession, sing duets together to show their love and test their compatibility through song. So this is the place where they will have the least problems. I was really glad when I found this out though because I hate discrimination. Anytime I see any type of discrimination it always makes my blood boil and I usually end up either giving a verbal smack down or a real smack down. I was worried that given this medieval like era I was gonna come across some stupid law that say any homosexuals are committing a crime by being together. Then I wouldn¡¯t have much BL situations¡­So that was one worry off my back. Ah, I got off track again! So after I had calmed down, me and Nara nii-sama went back to playing and idle chit-chat. I had relaxed and completely threw the previous matter to the back of mind. I¡¯ll think about it another time. It was about a few hours before we heard the door creaking open signaling mothers return. However they weren¡¯t the only ones to return. Its seems Father and everyone has returned early! Nii-sama and nee-chan walked through the door and had bright smiles on their faces. Well I can understand nii-sama since he apparently just proposed and is now engaged but what¡¯s nee-chan so happy about? ¡°Guess what! I took down 15 goblins today!¡± Of course thats what that baka is excited about. ¡­Wait a second¡­. Isn¡¯t fifteen goblins a little much for a six year old!? Oi, Father what kind of hunts are you making these kids do!? Never mind¡­.though I see nee-chan has become quit amazing¡­.. Oh, nii-sama is coming over here. ¡°Nii-sama.¡± Ah, everyone froze. Why did they freeze? Wait, did I just speak out loud? I didn¡¯t even realize! Oh, what if its unnatural at this age and they think I¡¯m a freak because of it!? What if I¡¯m shunned because of this!? Don¡¯t condemn a cute, fuzzy baby! Uwah!? Nii-sama had scooped me up into his arms and spun me around while laughing. W-well if it makes him so happy then thats good. Maybe I should¡¯ve spoken a little sooner then¡­. Though I didn¡¯t really know at what age a baby starts speaking. Plus, I was always a naturally quiet person who didn¡¯t speak much when I was relaxed. I remember how I once went three days without speaking in my previous life. Though I guess I broke that record here since it was months, huh? Ah. He¡¯s hugging me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. So embarrassing nii-sama! He showed me to Nara nii-sama. ¡°Hey, Atiya-chan go and say Nara-kuns name! Come on, I know you can do it!¡± O-oh, well ok¡­. But, I feel like mothers mood is getting darker over there¡­. I looked at Nara nii-sama and saw his big sparkling eyes and he began wagging his tail in anticipation. Uwah! Don¡¯t do that! If you look at me like that how can I refuse you!? Ah, I don¡¯t care anymore. ¡°Nara nii-sama.¡± ¡°Ehehehehe, he called me nii-sama! I¡¯m nii-sama!¡± He blushed and with his hands on both red cheeks as he wriggled in happiness again. So cute¡­ You¡¯re a dangerous kid Nara nii-sama¡­ ¡°Hey, hey Atiya-chan call me nee-sama! Nee-sama!¡± Ruria nee-chan said this as she popped up, looking especially eager. However¡­ I just can¡¯t do it¡­. To call her nee-sama¡­ You will become nee-sama when you stop being an immediate danger to my life! Even if you are cute as well when your excited like that there are still limits nee-chan! ¡°Nee-chan.¡± ¡°No its nee-sama!¡± ¡°Nee-chan.¡± ¡°Nee-sama!¡± ¡°Nee-chan!¡± ¡°Alright thats enough you two.¡± Father said this as he took me from nii-sama and nee-chan began pouting in displeasure. Sorry, nee-chan but I just can¡¯t imagine you as sama material¡­ ¡°Now, come and call Papa!¡± Eh!? D-do I have to? Mothers aura is steadily becoming darker over there¡­ ¡°¡­Papa.¡± Father had a big goofy grin on his face as I called. However, it seems like mother could take no more. ¡°I see, huh. It seems like I¡¯m not loved am I? Usually a baby¡¯s first word is mama but he instead called to his brother? Am I placed lower on a scale than Aether? Am I not giving him enough attention?¡­..¡± Mother began muttering this in a dark corner. If her mood gets any darker I¡¯m afraid she¡¯ll start growing mushrooms¡­.. I started calling ¡°mama, mama¡± in attempt to cheer her up, it took a bit but she finally cheered up and hugged me nearly to death too. After that they celebrated my first words and eventually Nara nii-sama had to head home as well. Mother ended up putting me to bed and I fell asleep super itchy, even itchier than all the other times. My last thought before going to sleep was¡­ I hope my feathers will be as pretty as mother¡¯s¡­.. Oooh, if only I knew then what would happen. I would never have wished for that. I can only wish to smack my naive self of then.