Otaku Translation: I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent! C140

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Chapter 140: The Moment I Walked In, I Saw Anna Beating Melanie

“Sister?”

Just as the siblings were embracing each other with heartfelt promises to always be there for one another—like a lighthouse guiding ships through stormy seas—a curious little face poked out from behind the door. A round-cheeked boy blinked up at them and asked innocently:

“Oh, so Big Brother’s back? Are you still going to beat up Melanie today?”

???

That loaded question hit Leon like a punch to the gut. He felt his sister stiffen in his arms, her body tense as if she'd been caught red-handed. The sound of grinding teeth reached his ears loud and clear.

“Yes,” came the steely reply. “Absolutely yes.”

Anna pulled herself free from Leon’s embrace, stomping her foot hard enough to make the floorboards creak. Her voice dripped with venom as she declared, “Even if Mom and Dad came home right now, it wouldn’t save her. She’s getting what’s coming to her.”

...Wait, what?

Seeing Anna—normally so composed that she barely mentioned their parents—lose control to this extent set off alarm bells in Leon’s mind. Fearing bloodshed, he tightened his grip on her shoulders and tried to calm her down.

“No, no, hold on!” he pleaded. “Let’s focus on teaching her a lesson instead of resorting to violence, okay? Education first, remember?”

“I am educating her!” Anna snapped, wriggling furiously in his grasp. “Let me go, Leon! Let me GO!”

With William helpfully egging her on, Anna reignited her fury. Gone was the gentle sister who had welcomed him home just moments ago; now, she was all fire and brimstone.

“It’s your fault for always stopping me!” she growled. “Do you even know what they’ve done?”

“Uh…what exactly did they do?” Leon asked cautiously.

“They’ve only been in school for a week, and already they’ve teamed up with those spoiled noble kids to chase off their teachers and start some kind of ‘class parliament’!”

“It’s called the House System,” William corrected matter-of-factly while adjusting his belt buckle. His tone was serious, almost professorial.

“We modeled it after the kingdom’s bicameral system. Kids from noble families get placed in the House of Lords, while the wealthy ones—or those who are academically gifted or really good at fighting—join the House of Commons. The Lords draft classroom rules, but nothing gets passed unless the Commons vote on it. Then the elected class president announces the final decisions and negotiates with the principal and teachers. It’s actually quite structured.”

...

Wow. These kids weren’t messing around. When Leon was their age, he’d spent recess arguing with his desk mate about whether girls’ bathrooms had urinals. And here they were, recreating an entire government structure within their classroom.

“You think this is funny?” Anna spat, noticing the amused look on Leon’s face. She struggled harder against his hold.

“Melanie begged me for two packs of my homemade cookies, saying she wanted to share them with her classmates. But guess what? She used them to bribe people into voting for her, and now she’s the class president! And the very first rule she pushed through? Kicking out the religion and home economics teachers!”

Leon raised an eyebrow. “Both of them?”

“Yes, both of them!” Anna practically shrieked. “They’re practically ancient—combined, they must be close to a hundred years old! When I went to apologize, one of them screamed at me, pointing fingers in my face, while the other sobbed over her sacred texts. I didn’t know where to put myself!”

...

Okay, yeah. That was pretty extreme. Maybe a stern talking-to—or maybe something more—was warranted here.

Leon sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. With a reluctant tug, he guided his fuming sister inside the house. Glancing at the closed bedroom door where Melanie was presumably hiding, he turned to William with a grave expression.

“All right, I’ll overlook everything else for now, but why drive the teachers away? If the reasons aren’t justified, don’t expect me to step in and stop Anna.”

William tilted his head thoughtfully before answering. “To be honest, those teachers were terrible.”

“The home economics teacher is the homeroom teacher’s cousin or something. Her cooking is atrocious, and she treats the noble kids like royalty while being downright nasty to us regular students. Melanie and I always ended up washing potatoes, gutting fish, or scraping scales. Then we had to eat whatever disasters the rich kids made in class. It was unbearable.”

“And the religion teacher wasn’t much better,” William continued. “Every day, he forced us to read aloud from the holy scriptures and then quizzed us on memorization. If we couldn’t recite perfectly, he’d slap our palms and call us unfaithful brats destined for hell. Since Melanie and I are new transfers, we weren’t familiar with the text, so we got slapped almost every time.”

“Melanie finally snapped when she found tricky questions in the scripture that stumped him. She asked if he was also unfaithful since he couldn’t answer. Instead of apologizing, he kicked her.”

...

So that was the story.

After hearing William’s explanation, Leon exchanged a glance with Anna. Regret flickered in her eyes, and her voice softened.

“Why didn’t you tell me all this earlier?” she murmured.

William hesitated, glancing briefly at Leon. From the look in his younger brother’s eyes, Leon could piece together why they hadn’t said anything before. They knew Anna would have rushed to confront the teachers, but given her fragile health—and Leon’s absence lately—they decided it was simpler to take the punishment themselves rather than risk causing more trouble.

Besides, unlike most children, these two didn’t harbor illusions of parental omnipotence. Having grown up knowing their older siblings weren’t miracle workers, they likely figured enduring a beating and writing an apology letter was the easiest way to resolve things.

These kids…they were both heartbreakingly mature and frustratingly stubborn.

...

“Maybe they’re growing up,” Leon mused aloud, trying not to upset Anna further. Turning to William, he added firmly, “You two hang tight for a few more days. I’ve been swamped with work recently, but once I’m done, I’ll visit your school personally.”

Releasing his now-calm sister, Leon crouched down to ruffle William’s hair. “I promise you this: if what you’ve told me is true, those teachers will be replaced, and they’ll owe you—and the rest of the students—an apology. But next time, don’t take matters into your own hands. No organizing classmates to oust anyone without consulting us first. As long as you’re in the right, I’ll handle it for you.”

William tilted his head, considering Leon’s words carefully. Finally, he nodded. “Got it. Next time, we’ll make sure we’re in the right.”

...

Though the words sounded agreeable, Leon couldn’t shake the feeling that William’s interpretation might differ slightly from his intended meaning. Shaking his head with a wry smile, he gave his eccentric little brother’s head another affectionate tousle before standing up.

“All right, go fetch Melanie. Tell her she’s off the hook—for now.”

“Okay.”

With diplomatic finesse rivaling seasoned negotiators, William dashed to the locked bedroom door and pounded on it enthusiastically. “Come out! Everything’s fine now.”

“No way!” Melanie’s voice rang out sharply from inside. “You’re lying! You probably got beaten already and now you’re trying to trick me into opening the door so I can get hit too. Forget it—I’m not coming out until morning!”

“Fine, stay in there then,” William huffed impatiently. “But just so you know, Big Brother’s home, and Sister doesn’t have time to deal with you anymore.”

Still no response. Clearly, Melanie wasn’t buying it.

“Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” William muttered under his breath. Turning to Leon and Anna, he smirked mischievously. “By the way, I should mention: Melanie stole my allowance to buy roses and send them anonymously to the home economics teacher’s house. She hoped to frame her for cheating on her husband. Oh, and yesterday, she sent a letter to the Church accusing the religion teacher of being clueless about the scriptures, suggesting they investigate whether he bribed his way into priesthood.”

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