Blackmail

"wake up, it's already 7 o'clock"

Through my slightly ajar eyelids, I saw a blond-haired brat climbing on top of me.

After kicking my half-asleep brother, who was beeping like an alarm clock, I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom.

After taking a quick shower, I checked the time again and saw that it was 7:22. It was only 8 minutes to the time when Shizune woke up and left her room to take a shower and didn't come back for half an hour.

Shizune would take her morning shower between 7:30 and 8:00 every day and return to her room, and as her personal butler, I had to tidy up her room and take her breakfast to her room during that time. I was supposed to buy some servant slaves to do these chores, but Count Karl told me to wait until they were ten years old before buying servant slaves.

This was greatly discouraging, but he was of the opinion that I, as the one who was supposed to train the servant slaves I was going to buy, should first learn to serve properly.

At the Count's words, I have been working like a donkey for the last year. Okay, maybe working like a donkey is a bit of an exaggeration, but making the bed in the morning, serving the breakfast prepared by the chefs, being a companion in the morning exercises after breakfast, teaching Shizune ordinary swordsmanship, preparing snacks after lunch... The list of things I had to do kept getting longer and longer

After teaching Shizune swordsmanship, Shizune would naturally be sweaty, so I was preparing her clothes for her to take a shower after training. After she got out of the shower and put on her clothes, Shizune locked herself in the library for three hours to memorise magical chants, and during those three hours I was completely free. Other than those three hours, the only time I was free was at midnight after Shizune went to sleep, but as a human, I slept at night, so the only time I had left to practise magic was during the three free hours during the day.

Of course, no matter how little time I spent on magic, after a whole year, I had almost found the condition to become a magic king. Yesterday I had confirmed my theory that to become a magic king I had to create a huge magic ring and today I was going to realise this theory and access the locked part of the magic library.

After finishing my personal cleaning without bothering to have breakfast, I set off to leave the house, I was already a few minutes late, but it didn't matter; it was only a matter of 10 minutes for me to tidy the room and prepare breakfast.

I was about to go out of the house when my brother came running and stopped me.

"Tell me what you want, quick."

"Yesterday was my birthday"

"So what?"

"I'm five years old"

"Well?"

"Take me to church today, for a blessing"

"I haven't got time"

"Mum said you have three hours of free time every day."

"I can't be bothered with you, let my dad take you away."

"Looks like I'll have to use my trump card."

What the hell is that stupid brat talking about?

"If you don't take me to get a blessing, I'll show Mummy the picture book I found in your room."

What picture book is he talking about... It can't be, can it?

"I can see by your face that you guessed right. I'm talking about the photo book I found in your room last year."

Holy shit! Until last year, I had a hobby of drawing hentai illustrations when I was bored. One day after drawing, I went to the toilet and in the meantime I forgot the notebook on the table, when I came back and saw that the notebook was not there, I was worried that my mum found it. If it was a normal hentai drawing, I wouldn't hesitate to go and ask for it with my level of brazenness, but there were a few ultra-detailed drawings of a woman who looked too much like my mother among these drawings. When that notebook disappeared, I even lost sleep for a few days; I was worried that my mum would come and question me.

I didn't really feel anything abnormal towards my mother, but she was a very beautiful woman and I was too excited to enjoy the reward of my check-in in the village where we picked up the priest and the sisters. The fact that my brother had the courage to take the notebook from my room was frankly more frightening than the fact that my mother had it: "How should I say it, I'm not saying it because he's my brother, but he was the biggest asshole I've ever seen in my two lives.

"How much do you want to give me that notebook?"

When my brother saw that I was trying to make a compromise with him, his yellow eyes, similar to my mother's, began to sparkle, and immediately afterwards, as if he were an experienced salesman, he threw his hair back and made a thoughtful expression in his speech

" Hmm. Let's think a little bit ... I want five gold coins for the picture of my mother bathing in the bathhouse with her important parts covered by the steam cover "

Is he going to ask for a separate coin for each picture ?ahhhh my hands are itching...

"I want three gold coins for the picture of my mother wandering among the trees in autumn, her dress suddenly torn to pieces because it got caught in the bushes on the ground."

I wannaaa mind control ability... I need to take a trip around the world as soon as possible and gain the mind control ability.

"I want two gold coins for the picture of Sister Lina wearing a maid's outfit, wearing a dog ear clip, squatting on both feet and sticking out her tongue"

* "The sound of crunching bones"

When Arthur heard the cracking sounds coming from his brother's fist, he realised that he was exaggerating too much and volunteered to take a step back. He wasn't wrong, if he kept talking like that, Yuto would definitely beat his brother up and take the notebook by force, and on top of that, he would use magic to erase his brother's memory for the past year.

"Of course, since you are my favourite brother, you can pay 10 gold coins for the whole book."

Tch. Bastard, those three were the only pictures I cared about anyway. The rest were either normal pictures or pictures of non-existent women. Of course, there were a few nude pictures of my master, but I couldn't even get an erection for a few days after drawing those pictures.