My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

The term "noble" is not merely a title; it represents a complete feudal system.

Everyone must enter according to the game rules; otherwise, they will be collectively ostracized by the players already participating in the game.

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night.

Leaning against a corner of the huge banquet hall, looking at the diverse crowd in front of him, Wayne felt like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

What was supposed to be a simple visit to the principal has somehow escalated into a large gathering of wealthy women.

He glanced at Chris, who was still greeting the elders with practiced ease, and exclaimed, "As expected of you!"

I guess you have to admit that the main character is the main character... How come they're so skilled?!

"Hello...

A weak voice sounded from the side.

Wayne turned his head and saw a little white-haired girl timidly tugging at his clothes.

"Wow! What an adorable little girl!" Wayne's eyes lit up.

Normally, completely white hair is only cute in animation. Wayne used to think that colorful hair would only look like a tacky, outlandish style in real life.

But the little girl in front of him shattered his prejudice. Although the colors were cool, they were very glossy and looked very soft.

Suppressing the urge to reach out and touch him, Wayne tried to put on a friendly smile. "Hello! Little friend, what can I do for you?"

The little girl asked in a very weak voice, "Are you... are you that lady's family member?"

If Wayne hadn't leaned in so close, he could barely hear what she was saying. But under the little girl's intense gaze, Wayne finally understood that she was pointing to Chris.

"Hmm... I think so."

The little girl's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and her face beamed with undisguised joy.

"Then, could you introduce me to that older sister, brother?"

"What?"

Seeing Wayne's bewildered expression, the little girl seemed to suddenly realize that her words were presumptuous.

Making such a rude request on the first meeting would be difficult for anyone... But she really didn't want to let this opportunity slip away after finally seeing that older sister again.

"No, no... I just... I just met that older sister before... so I wanted to get closer to her..." The little girl was at a loss for words and was on the verge of tears.

"—" Wayne clutched his chest.

Little guy, you've chosen the wrong path! If you had gotten closer to me first, getting to know Chris would have been a piece of cake, wouldn't it?

"Wayne, why are you sitting here all alone, lost in thought?"

After finishing her pleasantries with the ladies, Chris walked over and saw the little white-haired girl hiding behind Wayne: "Huh? Who's this little girl?"

Wayne then realized he didn't know her name, so he looked at the unfamiliar little girl as well.

Under Chris's gaze, the little girl's face flushed red, and she exclaimed excitedly, "I...I am Belle, the second daughter of Viscount Emma. I met you once at the Grass Leaf Jewelry Shop."

Why do I suddenly start using honorifics when I talk to Chris?

Wayne felt as if he had been shot again in the chest.

"Really? We're so lucky to meet again! It's nice to meet you." Chris smiled and patted her little head.

Seeing the little girl squinting and thoroughly enjoying Chris's "caress," Wayne silently walked away.

Although this little loli Bell doesn't seem to have much screen time in the original work, and Wayne has no recollection of her at all, he can already foresee that another innocent cub will fall into the unreasonable "everyone loves me" halo of the otome anime protagonist, which has already been proven by countless faceless passersby in the anime.

As expected, once it's brought to life, even settings that were only briefly mentioned in the original work become quite terrifying.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Wayne Wincher, who recently returned to the Wincher family?"

A young man in his early twenties approached Wayne.

It seems very incongruous for a nine-year-old boy to be addressed as "sir" by someone so much older.

However, Wayne didn't give him a friendly look, because the man's tone was undisguisedly sarcastic, and his expression was full of hostility, as if he wanted to shoot sharp blades from his eyes and pierce Wayne with holes.

After thinking it over carefully, Wayne realized that since returning to his family and staying in the Duke's mansion, he and Wayne shouldn't have had much interaction.

In other words, the conflict is not caused by the person himself, but by an enemy brought about by certain external factors.

"If you have any complaints about the Winchester family, I will pass them on to Father," Wayne said casually.

Having met with a rebuff, the bewildered man glared at him angrily and left.

Before long, Chris returned, having shaken off the cute little girl, carrying an exquisite silver platter filled with all sorts of pastries.

Chris forked a small piece of soft, fluffy cake, about to feed it to her, when she noticed Wayne resting his chin on his hand, thoughtfully observing her.

"W-What's wrong?"

Why do I feel a little panicked?

"Sister Chris—"

Wayne flashed an angelic smile. "Seems quite popular. I'm so envious."

His tone was full of a child's longing.

Chris chuckled dryly, "Well... not really."

That's true, kids always think that guys with lots of friends are really awesome.

But even though she was smiling, Chris couldn't feel happy at all; she was thinking about her tragic future.

She casually saved countless lost lambs, was loved and surrounded by many men, and lived a happy life as a princess in name but a duck-fed commander in reality.

She shuddered violently; this fate had to be changed.

We can't do too much, nor can we do nothing.

If you do too much, you'll inevitably embark on the irreversible path of building a rebellious harem; but if you do nothing, you'll likely face the deserved ruin of your life.

The balance between these two is very difficult to maintain, and Chris has some doubts about whether she, with her mediocre skills in balancing things, can handle such a challenging task.

But in any case, you have to eat one bite at a time, so let's start with my younger brother.

It's decided! We must guide him onto a normal and healthy path in life!

Chris glanced at Wayne discreetly, then casually brought up the subject: "Um, Wayne... what kind of girl do you like?"

"Huh?"

Wayne's harmless smile froze for a couple of seconds.

Seeing Wayne's slightly stiff reaction, Chris suddenly realized that her question seemed ambiguous, and her face turned red instantly.

"Oh, I mean, everyone has friends they like, like when I was little I liked my gentle and reliable older neighbor who would take me out to play..."

"No! I was just casually asking; you don't have to answer!"

Having inadvertently revealed her "first love," Chris looked utterly shocked and gave up trying to think about it.

"Oh no, what am I saying to a nine-year-old boy...?"