Chapter 80: Jelaous Big Brother

Chapter 80: Jelaous Big Brother

Alma POV II 1/2
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Time goes flying and I miss my own world.
I have changed more than I would have liked.
Ugh, I miss my world. The Isekai Dream wasn't as I expected.
I am not even free to do whatever I please, as the Princess of the Kingdom of Elves within Alfheim, things are quite… tight with my schedule.
I just got 3 years of age and I am already being taught a bunch of stuff by many teachers.
And there's this weird feeling I have that my brother is harboring some hate against me all out of a sudden.
Well, not all that out of a sudden, it has been quite gradual.
He's already quite grown up, being around 16, so he is being given a lot of responsibilities, and as I am still on baby elf girl mode, my mother and my father are giving me all their attention, so I grow up into the perfect princess they want… Ugh.
I guess he grew very spoiled by them, and then seeing them shift their attention completely all out of a sudden must have hurt his feelings.
And I can see him slowly labor more and more hate against me… just like today.
I can't help but admit that I do love my parents… They're nice at the end of the day, and my mother is very gentle as well… My cold heart of my past life is slowly being warmed by these two elves, and it is beginning to be okay to be their little daughter I suppose.
Anyways, I also kind of want to love my brother, he has been nice to me, but he hasn't particularly been a good figure, but lately, he has stopped giving me attention and often stares at me expressionlessly.
Today, my mother was teaching me how to read (yes, at 3 years of age), and my father was helping me read the book.
My brother stood there as he glared at me, he is a handsome young man, pale white skin, long ears, golden-blonde hair that reaches his shoulders, and sharp bright eyes. A perfect bishounen if you ask me.
"So, Alma, what does it says there?" asked my mom rather gently.
As the super talented baby I was, I had already learned how to talk pretty fluidly, and I was already getting to master my reading ability quite easily.
"It says: "And as the Gods fell, a new world rose from the ashes…"…" I said, with the cute and little voice of a girl, which still feels a bit unnatural to me.
"A-Amazing, you're already reading so well…" said my father, petting me and kissing my forehead.
"Uwah! My little princess will grow up to become such an intelligent woman~!" said my mother, as she clapped and cheered.
I couldn't help but release a dumb smile as they praised me, and then I tried to interact with my silent brother.
"Big brother! Did you hear? I can read!" I said.
However, he stared at me blankly.
"So what? You're just reading. Everyone can read… I don't know how's that any type of achievement…" he said.
"Callon Greenwood Sylph, mind your manners! This is your sister you're talking to!" said my mother.
"Calm down, Rina, no need to yell at our son," sighed my father.
"And what's so special about her? She's just an annoying little brat!" said Callon, crossing his arms.
Okay, you're already crossing the line!
"Brother you don't have to be so rude with me! I thought we were family… Why are you like this?" I asked.
Callon suddenly fell silent, as he glared at my eyes with growing hate.
What? I just asked a pretty direct question!
"I am not… What would you understand?" he said, as he ran out of the room.
My mother waved her head as she sighed.
"I will go talk to him, for now, keep studying," said my father, as he walked away.
As we were left alone, my mother hugged me.
"I am sorry that your brother is like this, Alma… I don't know what happened to him… I think we didn't raise him well… But don't worry, we will make sure that you grow as a polite young woman," she said.
"But mother… shouldn't we talk with my brother too? Perhaps he just wants a bit more attention from your part," I said.
"But he's already 16 years of age, at this age Elves are close to fully mature, he will be an adult soon, and because of that, he'll need to take more responsibilities. If we spoil him too much, he will grow conceited," said my mother.
Is that so? Maybe you shouldn't have spoiled him so much from the start, not suddenly stopping!
"But still… I think he might want your attention too," I said.
"Hmm… Alma, you're way too young to worry about such stuff, leave that to the adults, alright my dear?" asked my mother, as she kissed my forehead.
Ugh, I hate when adults say that.
"But…"
"No buts! Now, let's go back to studying. At your age you must read this entire book and learn the origins of our world, and our blessed elven race," said my mother, as she ignored my pleas and forced me to continue reading.
This book was like the Bible of this world or something, it contained information about what it was and how it was made. Although I don't fully believe in everything, seeing how there's magic, elves, and all of that, there might be some truth to it.
And yeah, this is pretty much Norse Mythology screwed all over the place…
It seems that there was a big war between Ymir, the giants, and all the Gods named Aesir, where a large amount died, their power was so strong the other Realms shattered and the end of the war was catastrophic, the world tree fused the corpses of the titans and gods alongside the fragmented realms, and created our world, simply named Yggdrasil after the tree that maintains it all together.
Elves come from the Ancient Realm of Alfheim, and we are the creation of Freyr and Freyja, apparently.
Yeah, there's a lot to take on…
But this stuff does not worry me as much as my brother's mental health…
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