The Awakening of Forbidden Desires
Chapter 1: I Started Seeing My Family as Women
Ian Calster had no choice but to return to his family estate mid-war after receiving the news of his father's passing. By the time he arrived at his hometown, the funeral had long since been concluded.
“…Now that Lord Ian Calster has arrived, I will read the will left in my care by Baron Calster.”
The village chief, who had been entrusted with the will, spoke up.
“To my intelligent eldest daughter, Irina, I bequeath all of my cash assets.”
His respected eldest sister, who had graduated at the top of her class from the capital's academy before returning home to teach children. Her beauty was famous even on the battlefield, to the point where Ian's superiors would constantly make crude remarks to him about her.
“To my second daughter, Serena, who has been blessed with mana, I grant her freedom.”
His second sister, who had caught the eye of an elf and awakened as a mage. She had always yearned for freedom but had been bound to the family, unable to go on journeys, yet her father had left her a magnificent gift.
“To my devout fourth child, Lucia, I grant permission to establish a parish on the vacant land, and she shall be exempt from taxes for the next three years.”
Skipping past Ian, his younger sister Lucia was mentioned first. She was a younger sister who possessed deep faith and wielded holy power. People used to fuss over whether she might be revered as a saint, and in fact, many believers on the battlefield often asked about her well-being.
“Lastly, to my third child, Ian, who will carry on the Calster family line… ”
The village chief fumbled around inside his clothes before handing Ian a single scroll of parchment.
“Along with my letter, I entrust my family to you.”
In short, it meant he was being named the successor. Since Ian was the only male carrying the blood of Alen Calster, it was only natural. After scanning the gathered crowd, Ian opened the parchment he had received to examine it.
And then….
[I am sorry for hiding this from you, Ian Calster.] [In truth, you are not my son.]
‘What…?’
For some reason, from this exact moment, his older and younger sisters started looking like women to him.
The thought that he might not be his father's son had actually crossed his mind before. Their appearances were distinctly different, after all.
‘He doesn't look like Baron Calster at all, does he?’ ‘Not even like his sisters….’ ‘Was he cuckolded?’
Yet, no matter what others said, his father had always looked after him with love. He had treated him as a blood son and passed down everything to him as a father should. Thanks to that, Ian had gone out to the battlefield to bring honor to the family name, emerging victorious in numerous battles… and today, he had become the knight Ian Calster.
‘The problem is… that I'm not his real son.’
Ian fell into deep thought in front of his father's grave.
In the Eregonia Empire, a lineage test was strictly mandatory when inheriting a house. This was because one of the previous emperors had been cuckolded, nearly allowing a crown prince who didn't even share the royal bloodline to inherit the throne. Ever since, every noble had to undergo a blood test when inheriting a title. Which meant, in other words….
‘I can't inherit the house.’
The biggest issue was that he would lose everything he had enjoyed up until now. He could still vividly remember the sight of one of his superiors, who went back to his hometown upon hearing news of a death, only to be re-enlisted as a common soldier. Inside the Eregonia Empire, if an adventurer or a mercenary even pretended to know noble etiquette, people would assume they were born from an act of cuckoldry.
Take Ian himself, for example. If his origin came to light, the achievements he accumulated during the war? His medals? His knighthood? He would have to return them all. Since the only skill he possessed was the art of killing people, he might have to live the rest of his life as a mercenary or an adventurer.
It wasn't that he hated the idea. As a knight who pursued chivalry, he didn't mind becoming a mercenary wielding a sword for hire or an adventurer hunting monsters. As long as he could save the oppressed weak and do good deeds, it didn't matter…
The only things he regretted were that he wouldn't be able to carry on his proud father's surname , and that he would have to separate from his beloved family.
“Sigh… Father.”
His mind grew complicated over what he should do next. It felt like an already determined ending where he would be expelled from the family and become a nameless swordsman.
‘Should I just tell my family right now and sort things out?’
Since he couldn't inherit the house anyway, he thought it might be right to live a second life as a commoner instead of wasting his time on a futile effort… but he also felt that doing so would be far too irresponsible as Alen's son.
‘If I'm not here right now, the family might collapse.’
The noble society of the Empire was a heavily male-dominated world. Most public affairs were conducted solely between men, leaving almost no room for women to intervene. If he disappeared in a situation where there was no male left to communicate with other nobles, it was practically equivalent to telling the women who were once his family to offer sexual favors just to get by.
‘The best method is….’
Something crossed his mind, but he forcefully wiped it away.
‘No… to go against heaven's principles like that.’
Ian mulled over the contents of the letter his father had left behind. Entrusting the family to him meant that, perhaps…
Sitting at the very bottom tier of nobility, the Calster Baronial House was not a particularly wealthy one. They subsisted on farm income, and the only thing that could be called a local specialty was a barley field they shared with the neighboring territory. Because of this, the mansion was quite humble for a noble residence—essentially just a large cabin.
With both parents now deceased, the household was left with three women and one man. Excluding the second daughter, Serena, who roamed around the territory yearning for freedom , and the youngest, Lucia, who frequently left for volunteer work or attended a nearby seminary , the only people actually residing in the mansion were the eldest daughter, Irina, and Ian.
‘I never expected to return home like this. Sigh…’
Ian looked around his room, which he hadn't stepped foot in for ten years. Seeing it completely pristine without a single speck of dust, it seemed his eldest sister had cleaned it herself.
‘It hasn't changed at all… It brings back memories.’
As he was looking around here and there with nostalgia, he discovered a diary on the bookshelf.
‘Ah, Irina sister used to make me write in a diary every day.’
Everyone has a time when they are clumsy at reading and writing; until he entered the military academy, Ian used to write down the day's events and impressions every single night and have his eldest sister check it… Thinking about it now, it was nothing short of embarrassing.
Because…
[Year XX, Month XX, Day XX] Irina sister baked delicious cookies for me! When I said I wanted to eat them every day, she told me to ask for that once I found a lady I loved! So I told sister that I love her! I'm going to marry sister so she can bake me cookies every day!
[Year XX, Month XX, Day XX] When I saw Irina sister coming out of the bath, my penis got big. I kept touching it and it felt strange, but sister scolded me and said I shouldn't do that.
[Year XX, Month XX, Day XX] Seeing sister sleeping in late this morning gave me a strange feeling. While watching her, I did what felt good last time, and without realizing it, I peed out white pee. I got scolded terribly by sister when she woke up. She said to do this kind of thing with a woman I want to marry, but can't I just marry sister?
[Year XX, Month XX, Day XX] In the middle of the night, I heard a strange sound from Irina sister's room. It sounded like she was sobbing in pain… At first, I thought a ghost had appeared. Why is she shaking her hips against the pillowcase? Is it horseback riding practice? As I kept watching, her butt turned toward my side… (Erased)
“Uh… ”
Memories he had forgotten resurfaced.
‘Should I burn it?’
The face-flushing contents of the diary. He shouldn't have looked. Lacking the confidence to keep reading, he hid it away in a wooden box instead of putting it back on the bookshelf.
‘Phew, whew… To think I used to think of my sister like that… ’
As the childhood memories came flooding back, his mind became distracted. When one's head is a mess, sweating it out is always best. Just as he was about to head out to the courtyard…
Click!
“Oh… you're here. Did you have a good talk with Father?”
Right on cue, he ran into his eldest sister, who had just finished washing up and stepped out of the bathroom.
She was stark naked, her fair body glistening, with her hair damp and moist.
“Uh, uh… ”
Ian was flustered upon seeing his sister's naked body.
Involuntarily, his gaze drifted toward her pink nipples. Her long hair was disheveled, half-concealing her breasts, but the swelling nipples peeked out through the gaps of her hair, making their presence clearly known.
In contrast to her flawless skin, her untrimmed pubic hair stood out exceptionally well. Her hips and thighs were a mound of curves that made him want to lick and trace them with his tongue right then and there.
…Ian struggled desperately to reclaim his mindset as a younger brother.
‘L-Looking any further is rude… ’
Whether Irina had already read her brother's gaze, she let out a gentle smile.
“What is it? Did you get excited looking at your sister's body…? You pervert.” “N-No, I didn't… I-It's just been a while since I've seen a woman's body… so I was just surprised!” “A while…? That's a problem in its own right. Don't you have a young lady you've promised your future to?”
As if she didn't particularly mind that her younger brother had grown aroused by looking at her body, Irina spoke while wiping herself down with a towel. Ian did his absolute best to look away.
“What kind of young lady would there be mid-war… ” “Oh, come on… stop lying. All the noble ladies passing through our fief were asking after you.” “N-Not really… I have no thoughts about women right now. Just thinking about what to do moving forward is overwhelming enough.” “Hmm… Come to think of it, we do need to think about the future.” “Just put some clothes on! ”
Ian headed out to the courtyard, trying his hardest to forget Irina's naked body, which kept flickering before his eyes.
‘Focus, Ian! What's wrong with you all of a sudden? Don't tell me you're seeing your eldest sister as a woman…! ’
Ian possessed excellent self-awareness. Thanks to that, he had survived numerous battlefields. He quickly calculated what was possible and what wasn't, then put it into action. Due to this habit…
‘I'm seeing my eldest sister as a woman? ’
He became fully aware of his own emotions.
Deep into the night.
Waking up from her sleep, Irina came out of her room because she was thirsty.
Sniff, sniff… ‘What is this smell? ’
A pungent, sour odor vibrating through the house… As the daughter of a knightly family, she recognized it right away as a man's thick body odor.
‘Don't tell me he's been training out there this whole time? But… just where did he leave his clothes? ’
Unlike the family's past days, the prolonged war meant there was no butler or maid left to handle chores. Just as she was thinking she should tell him how to organize his sweat-soaked clothes when the sun rose… she spotted her brother wiping his body down at the courtyard well. He had tossed his clothes inside the house.
‘Wow… ’
Seeing a young man's body wasn't an uncommon occurrence in a rural fief like this. Once it got hot, farmers would routinely strip completely naked to work.
However, seeing the well-trained body of a young man was rare. Irina stood transfixed, stealing glances at her younger brother's firm back, buttocks, and rugged physique.
‘When did he… ’
He was a brother who had learned a great deal from their father. On top of that, rumors said that if the war had dragged on any longer, he would have been general material… so it was only natural that his body was in peak condition.
‘That Ian… ’
The age gap between Irina and Ian was seven years. Even when Ian was a baby, she was still young herself, but she had looked after her brother like a young matriarch in their father's stead. In her memories, Ian was nothing more than a mischievous little kid who was overly interested in girls…
‘Ah… ’
Suddenly, she felt a wave of embarrassment looking at her younger brother's body. Irina forcefully turned her gaze away and gathered up his underwear scattered on the floor.
‘Looking at this, he still has a long way to go before he's truly mature. He needs to start acting like the head of a household now… ’
It was the moment she lifted the damp, sweat-soaked underwear. Ian's scent rushed deep into her nose, making her heart violently thud.
‘Ooh… Ian's smell…❤️ ’
Right when she had unconsciously taken a sniff of his underwear, her younger brother suddenly threw the door open from the outside.
“…Eldest sister? ”