A villainous girl created by paranoia

I saw it, I saw it, I saw my sister trying to grasp the bamboo knife with her right hand, and then being cursed and suffering the backlash.

I've seen it more than once...

Seeing her sister sobbing silently while clutching her right hand, it was clear she wanted to be that genius and to pass on the swordsmanship of the White Tiger Division. However, the White Tiger Division's swordsmanship all belonged to the dual-wielding style, and her sister, who couldn't hold a weapon in her right hand, was simply unable to pass on the White Tiger Division's swordsmanship.

Just how much pain was my sister in?

So I replied to my sister.

"Okay, sister, leave it to me."

I'm being looked forward to...

"Ahem... Sister, is the training alright? Ahem... The inheritance of sword skills... can be left to me..."

"What are you talking about, Shinji? Or are you saying that Shinji wants to take over his sister Byakko Tsukasa's position as the young clan leader?"

"No! Cough cough... I just saw that my sister... cough cough cough... is working too hard."

"It's alright, it's alright. This little bit of training is nothing to my sister. I am Baihu Siyumu, the most outstanding genius of the Baihu Si family."

"Ahem... then... the family's legacy..."

The thin boy standing in front of me and talking to me is my younger brother, Shinji Byakko.

Shinji had poor lungs and a weak body since childhood, and would fall seriously ill every few days, so Shinji never practiced swordsmanship.

but...

I saw it. I saw Shinji wielding two bamboo swords that were even heavier than himself, swinging them erratically, one after another, until he collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

Shinji probably felt like a burden, so he desperately wanted to replace me, and that's why he worked so hard.

However, for Shinji, Shinji's health is the most important thing to his sister.

So, that's how I replied to Shinji.

"Yes, Shinji, leave it to your sister."

I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated...

"You've worked hard, Rain Curtain-chan, take a short rest."

“It’s okay, Mom, I can keep going.”

"Mommy's going to continue! Rain Curtain Girl, watch out!"

Standing in the dojo, wielding two bamboo swords, sparring with me is my mother, Baihusi Yayehua. My mother is the strongest person in our Baihusi lineage.

Bang!Bang!

There were four bamboo knives. From the bamboo knives my mother swung at me, I felt two kinds of longing, as if they were saying something.

"Not enough! Rain Curtain, you can continue to grow stronger! The family's legacy will be passed on to you!"

"Rain Curtain Girl, give up, this is too hard for you."

My mother is both strict and gentle, domineering and indecisive, both the mother who admonishes me and the mother who lets me be lazy.

The mother's sword carries two kinds of longing, and the pinnacle of Byakko Tsukasa's dual-sword style is also the infusion of two completely opposite kinds of longing into the two swords.

I didn't understand that the knife wound represented my mother's true longing, so I chose the response that everyone expected me to make.

"Okay, Mom, leave it to me."

I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated...

“Rain Curtain, if you don’t want to inherit the name of [White Tiger Division], then give it up. As your father, as a father who has had a similar experience to yours, I can understand you.”

"What are you talking about, Father? I am Shirako Tsukasa, Shirako Tsukasa Yumu, the future heir of the Shirako Tsukasa family, the youngest genius of the Shirako Tsukasa family."

“Rain Curtain… Let’s be honest. You don’t want to be shackled by the White Tiger Si family, right? If you want to pursue the future you want, do it now while you can still back out. If you wait any longer… you won’t have the chance to back out.”

The frail middle-aged man lying on the bed is my father. He has been suffering from a strange illness and has been bedridden for nearly three years. As a result, he can no longer wield his twin swords or use the sword techniques of the White Tiger Division.

My father must have wanted the sword skills of the White Tiger Division to continue more than anyone else, but he still kept urging me to quit.

"I'm not quitting. I am the White Tiger Division."

"Really... Yumu has grown up, become a very 'sensible' and good child. If possible, I hope Yumu doesn't have to be so sensible, as for the family..."

Before my father could continue, I interrupted him.

"Yes! Father! Leave it to me! Please entrust everything to me!"

My frivolous words were laced with perfunctory replies. Quickly realize, quickly realize that I don't like this position.

"Yes, I can rest assured now."

They gently advised me to give up, but they didn't give me even the slightest choice to do so.

I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated...

I don't understand, I don't get it. Everyone is so kind, but all I feel is pain and exhaustion.

Why? No one hurt me, so why am I in so much pain?

"Keep it up, Young Clan Leader Rain Curtain!"

"We believe in you! Young Chieftain of the Rain Curtain Clan!"

"Young Master Yumu! Please lead our White Tiger Clan back to its former glory!"

"Young Clan Leader Yumu... Young Clan Leader Yumu... Young Clan Leader Yumu..."

So heavy, so tired, I want to give up...

Everyone was speaking kind words to me, and their intentions were genuinely good, so why am I still in so much pain?

Perhaps... it's because my dream can't be fulfilled... It's nothing, it was just a small dream. I wanted to become a primary school teacher. It's not a big dream. Compared to my family and everyone's wishes, it's nothing at all.

I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated... I'm being anticipated...

Yes... I'm being expected of by everyone, I'm being encouraged by everyone, I need to become stronger... so that I can live up to everyone's expectations, right?

After all, I personally promised everyone this, and I must live up to everyone's expectations.

Angel Brother: [Responding to expectations is one thing, but little tiger, shouldn't you also act a little cute sometimes?]

Looking at the message on my phone, I fell into a long silence until the other party sent me another message.

Angel Brother: [Little Tiger, you don't seem to know how to be very affectionate. How about coming to my arms and snuggling up to me?]

Acting cute... that's definitely not for me.

After all, I am the young patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, a position that everyone has high expectations for.

So I replied to this online friend I'd known for a month.

White Tiger's Chaotic Reign: [Are you kidding me! Why would a grown man act like a baby!]

Angel Brother: [There's nothing wrong with being cute or willful. Come on, try being cute with me!]

White Tiger's Chaos in China: [No way! You gay guy!]

I seem to have... found a place where I can rest for a moment amidst everyone's expectations.

Angel Brother: [Cute little tiger~ Are you there? Is the family training over? Come and be cute with your brother~ Come and tell your brother you're tired~]

White Tiger's Chaotic Reign: [Not here! Get lost! And I'm not tired either!]

Angel Brother: [Here we go again! You're clearly exhausted, but you're still forcing yourself. Come and let your brother give you a hug.]

White Tiger's Chaotic Splendor: [If you really want to hug me, hug me in real life.]

When I came to my senses, I had already sent the message, and even I could hardly believe it.

Faced with a request to meet up with someone you've known for less than two months, even if you've gotten along really well, you probably wouldn't agree, especially since it's two men making that kind of request.

The person on the other end remained silent for a long time; I guessed he was probably unwilling.

Angel Brother: [Okay, I'm going to give the little tiger a big hug then. Who knows, the little tiger might be startled when it sees me!]

Unexpectedly, the other party replied to me and agreed to my request to meet in person.

White Tiger's Chaotic Reign: [Heh, but you, don't be surprised when I startle you.]

Angel Brother: [Aha, I'm really looking forward to it.]

Hmph, you damn gay guy, you'll be very surprised when you see I'm a girl, right?

Wait, if this gay guy is gay, does he not like girls?

On the day of the meeting, I changed into a cute little dress, which is something I don't usually wear. I even asked my mom to help me put on light makeup.

And so, with a mix of trepidation and the thought that gay men might not like girls, I arrived at the training base. But when I saw that cute girl standing there staring at me... I was stunned too.

Then, we all exclaimed in unison.

"Ah! You are an angel!"

"Ah! You're a little tiger!"

After the scream came a brief silence; we both seemed to have run out of things to say.

Who would have thought that the two rough-looking guys on the internet were actually girls in real life?

The awkward atmosphere continued until...

My body was embraced, and the person embracing me was none other than the girl whose online ID was "Angel Brother".

"I'm here to hug you, little tiger."

Her body was so gentle, so warm, unlike the gentleness my family members showed me; it was a kind of gentleness I was unfamiliar with.

Tears streamed down my face without me even realizing it. Why? What's there to cry about?

I don't know, I don't understand. I don't usually cry, but crying like this makes me feel much better.

He awkwardly responded to her hug, carefully holding her waist.

"Can you stay with me?"

It was a strange question, but she still replied to me.

"Okay, sure."

"Can you spend more time with me?"