I couldn’t help but flip the coffee table in my mind—
What the hell!?
While I was inwardly ranting, the group was still being chased by servants.
On one side were four children plus a bride, and on the other was a grown man in his prime, whose running speed was obviously no match for the kids.
The most handsome of the children, seeing the pursuers getting closer, reached out and grabbed fruits and jewelry from a nearby stall to throw at the servants behind them.
This rich kid’s reckless spending made my heart ache—you think your dad is Li Gang or something?
Fortunately, with the crowded street and scattered goods everywhere, the five of them quickly slipped out of the servants’ sight and darted into a small alley.
The four kids collapsed on the ground, exhausted, while the bride couldn’t help but sit down, panting.
Once everyone’s breathing steadied, I stared at the blue-haired girl who had dragged me here and asked, “So… can someone explain to this innocent bystander what’s going on?”
“How dense can you be? Isn’t it obvious?” The younger-looking boy, probably the younger brother, said in an arrogant tone, “We’re crashing a wedding.”
“Of course I can see that!” I couldn’t help but yell at the kid. Is he missing a screw or something, saying that so calmly? …Well, I guess someone who’d crash a wedding isn’t exactly normal. “What I want to know is why you arrogant brats thought you could pull off something like crashing a wedding.”
The younger brother shot back, unconvinced, “Aren’t you an arrogant brat too?”
“At least I know my limits. A bunch of kids crashing a wedding? You’re gonna get your butts whooped when you get home. If your butt’s itching, I can fix it for you right now.”
This disrespectful little punk—if we were in my old world, you’d be calling me Uncle.
“You…”
The younger brother was about to retort, but the other handsome kid, the older brother, glared at him and cut him off.
“Enough! He’s right. We didn’t think this through.”
“How dare a mere commoner yell at me like that? Believe me, I’ll tell Father when I get home!”
It seemed like he hit a sore spot.
A trace of embarrassment and sadness flashed across the older brother’s handsome face, and he fell silent.
The younger brother, realizing something, looked down with a dim expression and let out a “hmph” before turning away.
Even though the younger brother had the upper hand in the argument, he didn’t seem happy about it.
Instead, he looked rather dejected… which left me a bit confused.
Kids these days are so hard to understand…
Then again, I’m a kid now too, aren’t I?
After a moment of silence, the older brother pointed at the girl beside me.
“If you want answers, you should ask her.”
The girl noticed everyone’s eyes on her, and her face flushed slightly.
“W-Why ask me? You all know what’s going on, don’t you?”
Her way of speaking was a bit odd.
“But this whole thing started because of you,” the older brother said.
“Ugh…”
Unable to argue, the girl’s face grew even redder, and she stammered, unable to form a coherent response.
Just then, the bride, who had been silent until now, stood up and removed her veil.
It was only then that I saw the bride’s face clearly.
She was stunningly beautiful, with deep blue eyes that captivated, a small, striking red mouth that drew attention, and lake-blue hair pinned up elegantly with a hairpin, enhancing her refined aura.
Her already gentle features, paired with the vibrant red wedding dress, made me think she was practically the epitome of the perfect wife.
Her figure was flawless—maddeningly so.
What left the deepest impression was her full chest and a waist so tiny it seemed like even my small hands could wrap around it.
For a moment, I wanted to fully embrace my childish side and dive into her arms for a good cuddle.
Ahem—yes, that’s right. Gentlemen, I’m a proud member of the “big boob faction.”
The bride walked slowly toward the girl, stared at her for a moment, and sighed.
“You shouldn’t have done this.”
“You shouldn’t have done this,” she repeated softly.
“…”
The girl lowered her head, her face hidden in shadow, silent.
She hadn’t let go of the bride’s hand since I first saw them.
“You’re going to make Uncle angry again with this stunt,” the bride said gently, crouching down in front of the girl.
“No…”
The girl finally spoke, her voice trembling with a sob.
“I don’t want… I don’t want Sister to leave!”
“Even if I get married, you can still come play with me anytime. I promise I’ll never ignore you, okay?”
The bride lifted their joined hands and shook them with a smile.
“It’s not the same—it’s completely different! Sob… I just don’t want it!”
The girl wiped her tear-streaked face with her other hand, crying.
Ahem…
From their conversation, I pieced together the situation.
The girl is a total sister fanatic.
Her sister was getting married, and she didn’t approve, so she teamed up with the other kids to crash the wedding…
That’s about it, right?
Oh, how impressive am I?
Living up to my futuristic self, I deduced the truth from such a simple conversation.
Maybe instead of practicing martial arts, I’m better suited to be a detective.
Anyway, if that’s the case, this has nothing to do with me, right?
A pair of sisters having their yuri moment here, a pair of brothers having their bromance over there—wouldn’t a single guy like me sticking around just ruin the vibe?
Besides, the pursuers are probably closing in…
With that in mind, I quietly turned to leave before the servants could find us.
After a few steps, I stopped and turned back, looking with an innocent expression at the girl who was grabbing my sleeve with one hand while still clutching the bride’s hand with the other.
Hey… pick one—your sister or me.
I mean, getting dragged into this wedding-crashing mess by this girl was bad enough, but now she’s making me watch their yuri drama?
What’s her deal?
I don’t know why she’s so fixated on keeping me here, but she seems determined not to let me go.
Seeing how pitiful she looks, I guess I’ll stay for now.
I’m doing this reluctantly, okay?
It’s only because I feel sorry for her, not because her sad, hopeful gaze is totally adorable or anything!
Only now did the bride finally have a moment to notice me.
She spoke up, “You are…?”
“Oh, you’re finally asking about me? I was starting to wonder if I had amnesia and forgot that we’re actually super close friends or something.”
Seeing my resentful expression, the bride quickly bowed in apology.
“It… it seems my little sister has caused you trouble. I’m truly sorry.”
Finally, someone with a bit of common sense! I was so touched by this rare normal person that I felt like I’d just met an old friend from my hometown, my eyes practically tearing up.
“It’s fine… it’s already done,” I said.
Being apologized to by such a beauty, I couldn’t stay mad.
“But she really did something wild… crashing a wedding? That’s got some guts.”
The bride’s face flushed slightly.
“I’ve watched her grow up, and she’s always been clingy. She wasn’t happy about my marriage before, but I never imagined she’d do something like this on my wedding day.”
Yup, total sister complex… I thought to myself.
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