Stealing Underwear Is Wrong

Rudeus suddenly felt a sense of fear. He glanced at his father, who was grinning foolishly beside him, and then at his mother, who sat quietly.

He really wanted to say, Your child looks like he wants to kill me.

But Paul seemed to remember something. He grabbed the impatient Roa and pulled him in front of Rudeus, saying with a grin, "You two should get along."

The two pairs of eyes met. One pair, with cold, crimson-gold pupils, made Rudeus instinctively avert his gaze.

Honestly, at that moment, he was terrified.

Paul noticed the strange atmosphere between them. He tapped Roa's forehead and said sternly, "You two need to get along. Especially you, Roa, as the older brother, you should let your younger brother have his way more."

Roa sighed and nodded helplessly.

Seeing his son's expression, Paul smiled warmly. Without regard for whether Rudeus could understand, Paul said to Rudeus, "Don't let his expression fool you, your big brother is actually a gentle person."

Then Paul made a funny face, seemingly trying to cheer Rudeus up.

However, Rudeus couldn't even manage a smile.

After playing with Rudeus for a while, Paul breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the gradually calming infant. He placed Rudeus back in the crib and began to snuggle with Zenith, leaving Roa and Lilith to look after Rudeus.

Rudeus squinted, pretending to be asleep, but secretly observing the child before him.

Although he had the makings of a rare beauty, his face showed almost no expression.

His indifferent eyes betrayed no emotion. In an instant, Rudeus remembered the classmates who had bullied him in his past life.

Because of his previous body, Rudeus was extremely fearful of strangers. In his eyes, Roa's young face began to twist and merge, becoming the faces of those who had bullied him in his past life.

Was that how they looked at me?

He felt a little scared, a little panicked. Would this nominal family member treat him like those people from his past life?

He didn't know. Fear washed over him like a tide, and before he knew it, he began to curl up, just like in his past life.

Just as Rudeus was becoming suspicious and uneasy, the two-year-old child approached his crib. He brought over a chair and stood on it.

Suddenly, Rudeus's face turned ashen. His already pale little face lost all color, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. He told himself over and over that everything had changed, that everything had begun anew, but the mental fear prevented him from distinguishing reality.

Roa naturally saw this scene.

He looked at the infant before him, who was trying hard to appear calm, at his trembling body, curled up as if a great terror lurked outside.

Roa sighed. Although he looked down on Rudeus from his past life, he was still a pitiable person after all.

He reached out to touch the soft, chubby little face.

Rudeus saw the approaching hand and his heart skipped a beat. Memories of past-life bullying flooded back, and fear gripped his throat like a dark hand, making it hard to breathe.

Tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.

But in the next moment, a soft finger pinched Rudeus's cheek.

The expected suffocation and pain didn't come. Instead, he felt the smooth, tender touch of a finger on his face.

The warm, cool sensation startled Rudeus.

He suddenly widened his eyes. Unknowingly, tears had already begun to stream down his face.

Roa naturally sensed Rudeus's abnormality. He found it amusing. If it were Paul, no matter how slow he was, he would have noticed his strangeness. Fortunately, he had encountered him.

Sighing, he thought, Why must one transmigrator torment another?

Roa pretended not to notice his abnormality. He gently brushed Rudeus's forehead with his finger, and his childish voice came from his nominal older brother: "You're my little brother from now on. I'll protect you."

So Roa said.

The voice sounded familiar, both distant and near. It was gentle, and though the speaker hadn't used much force, the words were incredibly clear.

Of course, Rudeus couldn't understand the meaning of the words, as he had only just arrived in this world.

Yet, the words inexplicably made his heart tremble.

His eyes welled up again, tears flowing down. His heart was so fragile at this moment, and how pathetic he was.

He hastily reached out, intending to wipe away his tears, only to suddenly remember he was an infant. He tried to conceal his abnormality, opening his mouth and crying loudly, using his cries to hide the tears in his eyes.

Before, he was faking it, but now it was real.

Roa was a little speechless. Paul's footsteps could soon be heard from outside. He looked at Roa, who was standing on the chair, and then at Rudeus, who was lying in the crib and crying his heart out.

He stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Roa maintained his usual indifferent expression and said, "Maybe I woke Rudeus up. I'm sorry, Father."

Paul was long accustomed to Roa's expression. He looked at the placid face and shook his head helplessly. "You need to learn to smile more, kid."

Roa thought for a moment and forced an awkward smile.

Paul covered his face and said, "You're better off just being like this. I feel bad for you."

Two years have passed since that unexpected event.

Rudeus now knew that the expressionless, fair-skinned boy before him was his elder brother.

It's just that this older brother seems a little off.

Whenever he tried to do lewd things using his young age as an excuse, he would be stared at by that cold gaze.

Then Roa would say coldly, "Rudeus, boys who do such things are considered perverts."

And the hand reaching for his underwear would freeze mid-air.

He tried to act like a baby, putting on an innocent smile to try and get away with it.

Unfortunately, his older brother wasn't buying it. He simply picked him up and flicked his forehead, not too hard, not too soft.

Then, grabbing him by the collar, he roughly tossed him onto the bed.

He said in a stern voice, "Don't look at other people's private parts with such a lustful gaze. Do you want to become Paul?"

Rudeus really wanted to say that he did want to become Paul, but facing that serious, youthful face, he ultimately lowered his head in shame.

Glancing at the dejected Rudeus, Roa continued, "We need to engage in lewdness openly."

Rudeus, who had been looking down, suddenly looked up. His head was full of question marks. Looking at the serious Roa, he really wanted to ask if Roa even heard what he was saying.

"In short, stealing panties is wrong, understand? Rudeus." Serious_face.jpg