My Tyrant Brother Says It’s a Three-Some

A weekday slave who was called Wednesday instead of by name suddenly ends up with three older brothers!

"It’d be best to go ahead and build you your own library."

The scale is a little big,

"Why? Am I too handsome for you not to like me?"

The confidence is a little excessive,

"Tell me if you need anything. I’ll kill them."

The overprotection is a little intense,

"You need to grow slowly, little one. You mustn’t grow up too fast and disappear on me."

But after raising her up with overflowing love directed only at their little sister,

"I can be satisfied as your lover."

A rival appears?!

A growth story about the overprotective parenting of a monstrous imperial family.

Spring has finally come to Askanie and has begun to make flowers bloom.