The Tanaka Family Reincarnates

Chapter 4 – My Younger Brother is an Ikemen

“There’s no way Peita is this cute! What is this! How did you become a pretty boy! It’s gross!”

(T/N: Yep, she says bishounen again lol. Or should I just leave it as bishounen? What do you think?)

“Ah, that foul mouth… No doubt you are Mina-nee…!”

Peita, or rather William is making an unspeakable face, but even that face still looks good.

From the first place, the Tanaka family’s looks are really average.

Peita has strong and tough hair that he never shaves. So he can say that his unkempt hair is a natural perm, he decided to make it an afro. Because he looks like a tramp, every time we meet, I would speak ill of him.

As a spoiled youngest child, he can’t last at work, being kind is his only redeeming point. When I thought he has moved to a new workplace, he already quitted from who knows when.

He is a no good.

This is something that confuses me but, the more hopeless he is, the cuter. Our sibling relationship is very good.

“I heard the story from Martha… Could it be father, mother, and older brother reincarnate too…?”

There’s no way that sort of a too good to be true situation can happen, but there’s this pretty boy right before my eyes whose identity is my reincarnated younger brother. This guy… What kind of good deeds he does while part-timing? Even his hair is smooth and silky!

“How much memories does Mina-nee remember?”

“Eh? All?”

“So it’s like that! Since I woke up 10 days ago, I feel like my memories are gradually returning… But there are still many vague parts.”

Hmm. This is just like what Martha said, it has something to do with eating matsutake. I wonder if father and the others feel the same… Is it returning slowly because they keep living like usual without sleeping for days…?

“Peita, do you say anything about reincarnation? to father and the others?”

Even if it’s still vague, he should have at least try to confirm it.

“No no, unlike Mina-nee, I’m normal in this world. There’s no way I can ask Father and the others that kind of absurd things!”

“Normal, huh… Even though you’re an idler in our past life!?”

“Ughh”

That ‘you don’t say’ ugh sound came out!

Why is it? Whether it’s William or Martha, my reputation in this world is crazy.

Also, I unconsciously mixing up this world and my past world’s way of speech. Because I am now only with my younger brother, I’m safe, but if I’m not careful…

I understand Peita’s ‘hard to ask anyone’ feeling.

Do you perhaps, reincarnated? I may have lived for over 40 years counting from my past life, but I have never heard that question even once.

Meanwhile, from Peita wakes up until waiting, he came to Minato first. Well, if I had been in his place, I would have gone to confirm it to Peita first…

Tanaka Minato in her past life was a light otaku. The number of anime, manga, and novels that she read is double the number of how much normal people read.

Because she didn’t do things like collecting goods, getting her hands on doujinshi, she bragged about being a light otaku.

And then, my younger brother Heita was also an otaku.

The key to getting along within the Tanaka family is lending and borrowing manga between us siblings, including my older brother.

I know that each of us has some understanding of the ‘reincarnated to another world’ genre to a certain extent. My older brother reads manga, but he doesn’t read novels. Reincarnation tends to be explained even in manga, but I’m doubtful that Wataru also understands about reincarnation.

That’s why Peita came to check me first. He brought the violet spider in order to clear out Martha.

Ah, the spider is building a web. So cute…

My heart throbs. This sensation is something Minato doesn’t have. Emma really is a count daughter, right? It’s like a reaction from a 5-year-old insect expert though…

…..

Also, I don’t feel tragic about the death of Minato. My only lingering attraction from my past life is beer, maybe it’s because from when I shouted “I wanted to drink beer!” until now my body doesn’t experience any time lag. There’s only this joy that I don’t have to go to work tomorrow.

Inside this body, perhaps because she has lived for a longer time, there’s no helping it that Minato’s consciousness is stronger.

In the first place, Emma’s head is mostly filled with insects. The fact that she sticks being a glutton is because Minato is the same, and even though it doesn’t go to the extent of heartthrobs, Minato also likes bugs.

Mysteriously, I don’t feel any difference in personality. Some things were added, but things that already exist didn’t seem to be decreasing either.

At any rate, I feel very uneasy having a lady’s education in my life from now on. Minato is a normal person, Emma is an insect-loving princess… Let’s do our best… somehow… Let’s do our best…

“By the way, Mina-nee… have you ever played an otome game?”

William suddenly asks.

“What about Peita?”

“Never”

“Me too”

In my past life’s reincarnated to another world genre’s stories, there must be a pattern of ‘I reincarnated to an otome game world☆’… It turned out that neither Minato nor Heita had any acquaintance who knows the details, let alone having experience of playing it.

Usually? if you have reincarnated… isn’t it like… ‘Make the best use of my knowledge! Cheat-like development☆’… In reality, it’s a tough life. I know, I understand it during my 35 years living in my past world. Being peerless is just a dream.

“Ah, I have played the Takeda Shingen capture game once!”

Is that too? Is it included? It’s an otome game, right. A few years ago I didn’t clear it, but I remembered it vaguely.

(T/N: Takeda Shingen is a Sengoku era-themed arcade game. So no Minato, it’s not an otome game)

“Why Takeda Shingen?!”

Minato is a historical nerd.

But, without even looking over the room decorations… this country in Emma’s memory looks Western, which Minato doesn’t have any knowledge about.

So, if this world was the Sengoku era Japan like the inside of that Takeda Shingen smartphone capture game, Minato’s knowledge cheat might explode.

Takada Shingen probably can be captured too. What a regret.

I wanted to aim for Naoe Kanetsugu’s wife… To polish ‘love’ helmet every day.

(T/N: I think Minato mistakes capture game –> capturing love interests (in an otome game). Naoe Kanetsugu is a war hero, famous for his helmet armor)

To say that it ‘looks Western’ because it’s kind of different from the West in our past life. But if you grow silkworms here, you don’t need a silk road.

(T/N: Silk road refers to the land routes connecting Southern Europe with East Asia. It started when China began to trade silk to other regions. So, I guess Minato is saying that because there is no contact with the East, the West here is different)

It may be different depending on the period setting, but Minato is really good at Japanese history, though the story is different when it comes to world history… She can’t use the knowledge cheat at all…

However, if it’s an otome game, there’s an uneasy element.

“What to do… If I become a villainous daughter after reincarnating, I can’t avoid the condemnation event…”

In Takeda Shingen’s smartphone game, the villainous princess and the rival tea house girl didn’t appear. Even if I want to plan countermeasures, the game is different.

To be speechless in front of everyone at the graduation party is too heart-breaking.

“If it’s Mina-nee, you will make a splendid villainous daughter”

William says that with clear eyes to Emma who was sullen. I got pissed.

This guy…! I have to hold my fist!

It’s frustrating. If it’s the usual, I will hit you immediately. But! I can’t hurt a pretty boy’s face! Why are you uselessly shining! …disgusting!

“Anyway… let’s confirm it with father and the others later”

I was able to not punch him somehow. I came down from the bed, aiming to land on Peita or William’s toe’s little finger.

“It hurtsss!!!”

This big sister will properly teach you, that even a pretty boy will meet retribution if he gets too cocky.

From the grave expression, it seems I got his little finger! *Grins*

Author’s notes: It’s not just the unfortunate younger brother