How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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"Don't worry about the details! Just accept Hill's care as much as possible."

Hill brought him some milk porridge and orange jelly that his mother had made.

“Hill will feed you.”

Whether out of shyness or resignation, Sirocco nodded, her face flushed.

Hill scooped up the porridge with a silver spoon, blew on it to cool it, and then brought it to Sirocco's lips, whereupon his coral lips slowly parted.

She gently placed the spoon into Sirocco's mouth, and his cheeks flushed even more as he looked up at her.

Hill smiled at him, and he quickly lowered his eyelids and moved his mouth to swallow the food.

"Won't it be too hot?"

"Hmm... the temperature is just right."

"Really? That's good."

She calmly blew on the porridge again, then held it to Sirocco's mouth.

Sirocco blushed and continued eating his porridge.

After the bowl of milk porridge was empty, Hill asked again:

"Can you still eat jelly?"

Sirocco nodded, then said:

“Um… I’m sorry to have troubled you this time, Hill. I realize my own inadequacy… Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to leave the dungeon safely… nor would I have been able to deal with… that scumbag.”

"it's nothing."

Hill patted his chest smugly and said:

“Hill is my brother’s partner. No matter what, my brother can rely on Hill.”

"Thanks...."

Hill scooped up the wobbling orange jelly with a spoon and put it in Sirocco's mouth, where he swallowed it with a blush.

"Eat slowly. If you're not full, Hill can get you more."

"It's okay... this is enough..."

Hill enjoyed this peaceful moment.

I hope that our relationship can be built up layer by layer like this.

No need to rush, no need to be anxious, accumulate slowly.

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During dinner, Hill advised his parents not to find a doctor for Sirocco, but to rest for the night and see how things went.

Hill then soaked Sirocco and his own dirty clothes in water before throwing them all into the washing machine.

She knelt on the bathroom floor and used a magically enhanced towel to clean the stains off her light armor, small leather shield, and other equipment.

Seeing the gift her brother gave her become clean again, Hill, covered in foam, smiled with satisfaction. She even watched a video on her phone, sprinkled some maintenance powder, and learned how to care for herself.

Two hours have passed since then—

"Hill, go play a game to relax, but don't stay up too late, and remember to get some rest."

Normally, Hill would definitely be playing games, especially since she's currently in a dungeon and hasn't finished the daily check-in and resource farming tasks for all 12 mobile games on her phone, and she hasn't even completed the Resident Evil 4 Expert difficulty challenge she promised her brother...

However, Hill couldn't shake the feeling that his mother looked too suspicious.

"Wait, Mom."

The two confronted each other in the second-floor corridor.

Hill, now dressed in her pajamas, grabbed her mother, Cohen's, shoulder.

"what happened?"

Cohen narrowed his eyes and gave Hill a friendly smile.

"What are you doing, sneaking around in front of your brother's room? And what's that towel you're holding...?"

"No, Mom was walking very quietly. I just wanted to give little Shiloh a bath. Your dad just threw little Shiloh onto the bed, covered her with a blanket, and left. That's so irresponsible. That won't do, will it?"

"Hmm...that's true. But Hill has already helped my brother change his clothes."

“That won’t do. You’ve been working in the dungeon for so long today, you must be sweating a lot. Little Shiro must be uncomfortable sleeping like this. It’s okay, Mom just wants to wipe his sweat off. I have absolutely no evil intentions.”

Cohen is only 35 years old. Perhaps because she is usually busy with housework and helps out at the neighborhood committee when she has time, she maintains a great figure. Her long, shiny black hair, which she inherited from Sirocco, makes her look like a female college student.

This person helped the older brother take a bath, and the two of them washed themselves in the steamy bathroom...

Hill couldn't help but pout.

“Hill can handle things like helping my brother bathe.”

She reached out to take the towel.

Cohen stepped back to dodge, a strange glint of desire flashing in her eyes:

“Checking on your son’s development is a mother’s right, Hill, don’t stop me. I saw you both naked when you were little, so seeing it again won’t hurt me.”

"That's despicable! Parental authority is so despicable! This is what you really mean, Mom! You even sneaked into my brother's room!"

"Hmph, Hill, you have no right to say that. Mom knows, you locked the door from the inside when you went into Sirocco's room, didn't you!"

"Well...."

Hearing the low moans coming from Sirocco's room, the mother and daughter, whose voices had unconsciously grown louder, quickly shut their mouths.

Hill covered her mouth and whispered:

"My brother is very tired, don't disturb him."

Cohen smiled slyly and offered a compromise:

"Hill, you haven't showered, have you?"

"Uh-huh?"

"Actually, Mom didn't wash either, and neither did Shiloh... How about we wash together?"

"Together....."

Hill felt as if demonic wings were sprouting from her mother's back.

The bathroom is so small, won't it be too crowded for three people?

But this is a great opportunity to see my brother naked, completely naked.

Now the older brother is powerless to resist.

He wouldn't resist violently no matter how you manipulated him; every inch of his fair and beautiful skin was open to your gaze, and applying soap made his skin even smoother...

Yes, Mom is right.

If it were Hill, after strenuous exercise in the club, without a proper shower, she would smell terrible, making it quite uncomfortable to sleep.

Especially my hair, which is already long, feels sticky and itchy, which is awful.

Weapons and armor need maintenance, and so does my brother's white hair.

I've already helped feed my brother, so what's a little extra step like helping him wipe his body?

"...Hill will definitely clean carefully so that her brother can get a good night's sleep."

Hill's cheeks flushed as she met Cohen's gaze and saw her triumphant smile.

As if they had reached an agreement, the two nodded silently.

91. Deep Cleaning

Sweating profusely, Sirocco didn't sleep very soundly.

In a daze, he felt himself being lifted up by someone, with their arms around his shoulders.

The faint scent of lemon gradually cleared his mind, and suddenly the light ahead became bright, a soft orange glow coming from the incandescent bulbs overhead.

My body was gently placed on a small stool.

here it is....

locker room?

"Brother, you're awake? It's okay, it'll be over soon."

Sirocco opened his eyes wide, and what greeted him was his sister's cheerful smile.

“Hill...your face...is so red..”

"No, brother, it's the light. The light made you see things wrong. Okay, brother, let Hill help you take off your clothes. Be a good boy..."

Hill's face was flushed red, and his breath was hot and excited.

"I can do it myself... no... why do I have to take it off again...?"

As soon as I raised my hand, it was grabbed by another hand, which felt larger.