[BL] I Noticed That I've Become A BL Game Protagonist's Younger Brother!

Chapter 11.2 - Storm(2)

After the President's BL love consultation, I immediately went home.

I was either mentally exhausted or my body was heavy, but I was overcome with a strong sense of drowsiness.

I went straight to the living room, and collapsed onto the sofa.

It was troublesome to go to the room so I'll just sleep here.

I have yet to change my uniform so I might get scolded by big brother.

While thinking about such things, my consciousness slowly faded.

".......kira.."

I feel like my name's being called......who is it?

"Akira, are you okay?"

I hear a voice close to my face.

As I opened my eyes slowly, there was a beautiful boy who looked like me when I was a child.

Although he looked like one of the lower grade students in elementary school, he had a calm and cheerful disposition, and that made him look clever.

That's definitely not me......it's big brother.

It's big brother when he was younger.

Oh, it's a dream.

"I made porridge."

The small-but-still-beautiful big brother held a tray with a bowl of porridge placed on it.

"The salmon one?"

The one who had a flushed face and was smaller than big brother is me.

It seems like I was in bed with a cold.

"Sorry. There was no salmon so I made it with eggs instead."

Big brother handed the porridge over to the small me with an apologetic look on his face.

Big brother watched me eat attentively until I suddenly stopped my hand and grabbed my neck.

"It's kind of......sweet?"

"Eh, sweet!?"

Big brother was surprised. He snatched the spoon away from me and brought it to his mouth to check.

"It's true......I meant to add a little fish stock and salt, but it seems like I've added the wrong ones."

"But it's delicious?"

Then I moved my hands and began to eat.

I didn't seem to be eating it with any problems so it's probably genuinely delicious.

However, big brother stared at me anxiously.

"Really? You'll feel sick if you force yourself to eat it, so you don't have to eat it."

"I'm eating it."

In the end, I finished the porridge without leaving a single drop of it.

Big brother, who had been awkwardly watching me eat from beginning to end, let out a smile of relief when he saw the empty bowl.

I remembered that this was a memory of my childhood.

Big brother makes mistakes too.

Even when I got a cold, my parents were often not around, and big brother was always taking care of me.

"That's good. Your fever went down."

Big brother put his small hand on my forehead.

It's kind of ticklish.