[Brother's Jealousy and Forced] How Hard It Is to Get Things Done

The First Script - Raising a brother like a puppy

Since the head of The Wilson family and his wife by marriage are hardly ever at home, the two brothers are the only ones in the large manor with a bad relationship.

When Emily went downstairs at mealtime, a sumptuous meal had already been prepared in the magnificent dining room, and even though there were only two young masters at home, they were still living a life of wastefulness and extravagance.

Emily smacked her lips in her heart, it was no wonder that so many people were addicted to this kind of holographic game, after all, how many people could live the good life of such a big family in reality?

Alex stood at the dining table with his head bowed, meal time was usually one of Oscar Wilson's "punishment" times. The servants were accustomed to this, and were quiet, not speaking, not standing with him, and no one cared about him.

Emily's heart of the burning anger tends to rekindle a little, he frowned at Alex such a twelve-year-old child, through the memory of the previous episodes can be known, he grew so thin, of course, Oscar Wilson abused him, did not allow him to eat a full meal.

Oscar Wilson not only often do not let him eat, starving to see their own food, will also deliberately pour the food on the ground, feed the dog like let him lie on the ground to eat, once also his head stepped into the food on the ground abuse, very insulting. These behaviours were seen by the servants but they were powerless to speak out, the head of The Wilson family knew but didn't care, and Oscar Wilson's mother was even more indifferent.

Obviously a big family with no worries about food and clothing, but to such a small child is so cold and harsh, even the children of ordinary people are living much better than him.

It's no wonder that later on, Alex's heart became twisted and blackened, and in the end, the entire Wilson family was destroyed, which is really what the Wilson family deserved.

However, Oscar Wilson can do that kind of animal thing, but Emily can not do, his violent temper, not to beat up the family are really suffocated. Even if he knew it was a holographic game, it was still hard for him to endure, and with a very ugly face he ordered, "Sit down."

Alex ignored the table of steaming dishes and sat down honestly.

Emily was all choked up for a moment, but it was a good thing he'd tested quite a bit and understood how to complete plot characters without destroying the persona. The quests given by the plot were usually in the general direction and not too demanding on the details, as long as you could go through the main plot, you were considered to have completed the game, and the scoring was rated based on the degree of completion and details.

But as a tester, he didn't have to worry about the rating, he wasn't the main character anyway, as long as he could push through the plot smoothly. He had already figured out how to "bully" Alex, the main male character, while maintaining his persona.

"Who told you to sit there?!" He blurted out with an ugly face, directly scaring Alex into a spine-tingling stand!

Emily then scolded, "Even a dog knows better than you! Get up here!"

The servant on the side had the good sense to pull out a chair opposite Emily, and Alex looked at it in disbelief and disbelief.

"What are you waiting for?" Emily, with her fierce looks and violent temper, was playing such a fitting and intimidating villain who was bullying the weak at this point, "Get your arse up here!" Alex immediately got on her hands and knees.

Alex immediately got on the chair on his hands and knees, but only sat on less than a quarter of the chair, he knew this big brother must have some new trick to torture him, but he could only do as he was told, unable to resist.

"Where's his cutlery?" Emily pointed at Alex, and the servant at the side immediately had the sense to bring over a set of cutlery; Oscar Wilson had not allowed Alex to be on the table before, and naturally had had his cutlery removed cleanly as well.

Now that Alex has his cutlery back, he looks as if he doesn't know how to eat at all, looking down at the table and not daring to touch the cutlery.

Emily resented it, "It's too skinny, it's not good to take two random hits as if you're going to break."

"Dad's going to be making a trip back in a few days, and it's really bad luck for you to be so sickly, like I didn't look after you." He said maliciously, "Little bastard, you're not trying to tattle, are you? Obviously I was just playing a little game and joking around with you, don't you think?"

Alex replied woodenly, "Right."

"And what about the bruises on you?"

"I accidentally fell."

Emily looked at his skinny frame with mixed feelings, "Soon daddy will be back, and then you little bastard will have to call me 'brother', got it?"

"Got it."

Regarding the name "brother", Oscar Wilson had resisted being called "brother" by such a "bastard" as Alex before, and even reprimanded him, so he did not usually dare to call Oscar "brother". The Wilson family's head of the family initially told Alex to call Oscar Wilson "brother", so they had to behave in front of their father.

Showing her satisfaction at his contrary behaviour, Emily continued, "Then eat everything on the table."

Alex stared wide-eyed at the table full of food, how could so much be eaten? He only thought that this was Oscar Wilson's newly thought out means of torturing himself, under Oscar Wilson's impatient urging, the servants also started to give him food, he had no choice but to eat in silence.

Emily saw this and also began to eat, honestly, if Alex was not such a small child is too pathetic, this meal's colour and flavour is really no words! Just for this free feast, it's worth it to play this kind of game, and you can eat every day! No wonder some holographic games focus on gourmet food, specially asking famous chefs to customise the flavours.

Emily ate very freely, while also using his afterglow to observe Alex's eating situation, he was probably too long without food, eating speed is not fast, appetite is also small. As good as the table was, he was as scared as a bird of prey in front of Oscar Wilson's brother, and he couldn't eat.

It didn't take long for him to get full, but the servant's action didn't stop, so Alex had to keep eating, but the more he ate, the slower he ate. He was familiar with the feeling of starvation, and the feeling of an empty stomach wasn't pleasant, but for the first time he knew that being full could be so painful.

He couldn't eat at all anymore, but he was being stared at and forced to eat.

Emily frowned at him, what kind of little bird stomach was this, only so much food and he was already propped up? He watched as Alex's movements got slower and slower and his cheeks bulged with contentment, his eyes even squeezing out a little tear in them, like a poor little hamster.

He hooked his lips almost imperceptibly, feeling that it was almost time, before he made a move to lift up the table, overturning all those dishes onto Alex's body, and reprimanded, "You're such a grunt even when you're having a meal! What the hell use are you anyway?!"

The dishes were dumped all over Alex, and his already somewhat soiled and wrinkled clothes were immediately sprinkled with grease.

"Swallow it, no spitting it out!" Emily said sternly, and Alex only nodded tearfully.

After leaving the restaurant and making sure Alex was out of sight, Emily said to the servants, "Get someone to clean him up, and don't say I ordered it."

These "servants" are just some basic programmes, without plot triggers, they don't have any autonomous thoughts, they are just tools for the player to use.

At night, Emily sat at the table, casually flipping out a notebook to record her experience and suggested changes.

This notebook of course can not be taken out, but the change of data can be captured, the tester wants to leave any notes as long as the casual pick up the surrounding paper, the end of the game, the background can be subjected to detailed data.

Emily's habit was to find a notebook and record everything in one, lest he forget what he had written before, after all, as the plot progressed, perhaps what was thought to be a bug before could be justified later.

He was writing: after the player logged into the male protagonist's childhood, it is not recommended to weaken to a complete loss of resistance options ......

Just as he heard a soft knock at the door, Emily closed her notebook with a good grace and shoved it straight into a drawer.

"Come in."

Standing at the doorway was actually none other than the main male character, Alex, who by now had been cleaned up and changed into a neat outfit as well. A white shirt of fine texture and skin-friendly and shorts that only reached his thighs, allowing him to reveal two boyish, thin, white legs, and with that soft beauty, Emily could only be thankful in his heart that the script hadn't arranged for Oscar Wilson to be a paedophile. While he found Alex to be very attractive, he also had no s****l interest in men, and it was quite difficult to play a gay paedophile.

Wait a minute!

Why does the hero end up getting his revenge on Oscar Wilson by making him a gigolo to be ridden by thousands of people, instead of some kind of torture or killing him himself? It can't be because Oscar Wilson actually did something to the hero once ......

Before he could even think about it, Alex had silently entered the room clutching the mat in his hands, closing the door softly behind him, and then walked familiarly up against the wall to a certain corner, placing the mat on the floor and then laying right down on it, curling up like a puppy.

Emily watched in disbelief; it was jaw-dropping enough, even though the awful situation he'd imagined hadn't happened yet.

He searched through Oscar Wilson's memories and "remembered" that Oscar Wilson had threatened that a little bastard like the hero didn't deserve to sleep in a bed, only in a kennel, and had made him sleep in the corner of his own room with a kennel every night, just like a real dog.

Emily s face was twisted, and his nose was twitching, this male lead ...... blackening is really not wrong, this if he is replaced, I am afraid that I have to grow up how to The Wilson family full of people.

But the male lead s blackening is the plot demand, he forced himself to lie in bed, don t think about this, but his eyes always can t help but fall in the corner of the petite figure curled up in a ball, how can not sleep.

The quiet night amplified all the smallest sounds, and Emily faintly heard faint sobbing, which did not do what he thought it would, naturally, only Alex's.

Emily was already suffering from a tortured conscience, but also by his crying upset, thinking in the end is a child, must be sad and aggrieved, or miss once in the orphanage life?

On the other hand, he said fiercely, "What are you crying for! Still not sleeping?

"Oooh, oooh ......" Alex's weak voice replied in a broken voice, "I, I ...... am so braced... . oooo......"

Emily: "......"

Eventually Emily called for stomach pills, dragged him and threw him onto the bed, and had him fed again.

Seeing that he gradually got better, Emily felt that she was estimating that he could not rest well, so she pretended to put down harsh words and scolded: "Really f*****g annoying, less pretending to be sick and suffering here, what a big deal, just you are pretentious! If dad comes back and dares to complain, you're dead!"

He finished glaring viciously at Alex on the bed and directly left the room.

But as soon as he closed the door, he heard Alex inside stumbling to the door and trying to open it.

Emily instinctively pressed against the door, Alex realised that it could not be opened and quickly dared not try again, but how reluctant to return to the "bed", he stuck to the edge of the door panicked and pleaded: "Don't, don't let me be alone! Please ...... it's so dark ...... don't go ......".

Then Emily remembered that Alex did seem to have claustrophobia, a typical male disease, even as an adult. This rare vulnerability was very Jackass stimulating to the maternal side of the female characters, and not only was it not a demerit, it was even a plus to be able to have a wide harem. After all, when he was afraid of the dark, he could sleep with a woman, and the women he so passionately needed were all dead to him, heartbroken in a mess.

As for the cause of this illness well ...... right, it is still him Oscar Wilson!

Oscar Wilson had deliberately locked Alex in a small dark room for 36 whole hours before, causing him to be very afraid of being alone in a dark environment now, and also one of the main reasons why he was so obedient and submissive to Oscar Wilson now.

"Don't go, please open the door! I'll never misbehave again, I'm sure oooo ...... I'll be good ...... Please, please ......"

His voice was tinted with thick fear, becoming a rare bit shrill, but I guess it was also conditioned by Oscar Wilson's lesson, doing his best to suppress the instinct of wanting to yell, branching out.

That childish cry a period of suffering, Emily's brow tightened, her heart turned over. Worthy of being the hero's AI, the setting is also too much like a real person, he can treat all the expressionless servants as props in the game, but the hero ...... especially is still such a battered and meek and obedient poor little child ......

"Are you still there? I want to go out oo...... let me out, please...... brother......"

"Brother ......"

The broken cry called out to Emily's heart and he couldn't repress the pity in his heart any longer as he turned violently and pulled the door open.

The sudden light made Alex squinted, he was already full of tears, his white little face was a little red from crying, when he saw Emily he directly and instinctively jumped over and hugged him hard, his whole body was shivering like a puppy that had fallen into the water.

Oscar Wilson is fifteen years old and already almost 5'8", but Alex is only three years younger than him, but only just over 5'2", his head is only up to his waist.Emily instinctively wanted to hug this skinny kid back, but his hand reached out but could only be clenched into a fist in mid-air, and in the end, it didn't cover Alex's body.

He couldn't go against the persona, but his emotions had inevitably shifted towards Alex.