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【Live2D】 主従逆転！姉妹が俺に従う夜の詳細情報まとめ。安全に無料動画視聴！

Text: English / Voice: Japanese

The flickering candlelight cast long shadows across the ornate, if slightly dusty, furniture.  Rain lashed against the tall windows of the manor, a counterpoint to the rhythmic ticking of a grandfather clock in the hall.  Inside, the air crackled with a tension thicker than the scent of aged wood and pipe tobacco.  This wasn't the usual quiet evening at the Blackwood Manor. Tonight, the power dynamic was… inverted.

Twenty-year-old Hiroki Blackwood, usually the timid, bookish younger brother, sat regally in his father’s leather armchair. His sisters, Akari and Hana, usually the confident, fiercely independent pair, knelt before him, their heads bowed.  The transformation wasn't physical; it was in their demeanour, a subtle shift in their bearing that spoke volumes.  The Live2D avatars projected onto the screens before Hiroki only amplified the surreal nature of the scene.  Akari, usually vibrant and impulsive, displayed a hesitant grace in her digital form. Hana, ever the composed elder sister, showed a vulnerability usually hidden beneath a layer of cool pragmatism.

It had all started with a game.  A seemingly innocuous, albeit oddly specific, role-playing game Hiroki had designed as a stress reliever.  He’d envisioned a simple, medieval fantasy setting, a chance to escape the pressures of university and his sisters’ constant teasing.  He hadn't anticipated the game’s unexpected consequences.

The game utilized Live2D technology, giving the avatars of him and his sisters an unsettling degree of realism.  As the game progressed, their virtual selves became increasingly entangled in their roles.  Akari, initially assigned the role of the rebellious knight, grew subservient to Hiroki’s surprisingly effective character, a cunning strategist. Hana, cast as the wise sorceress, developed an unsettling dependence on his commands, her virtual eyes mirroring the digital obedience in her demeanor.

The line between game and reality began to blur.  The commands Hiroki issued in the game – initially playful – started to manifest in their real-life interactions.  Akari, usually quick with a retort, hesitated before speaking, her usual sharp wit dulled.  Hana, normally the voice of reason, would comply with even the most whimsical requests, her eyes filled with an unusual uncertainty.

Now, bathed in the flickering candlelight, they were trapped in this inverted reality. The Live2D avatars on their screens, mirroring their submissive postures, seemed to solidify the shift in power.  Hiroki felt a wave of unease wash over him.  This wasn't the playful game he’d envisioned.  He'd created a digital spell, a code that had seeped into the fabric of their relationship.

"Akari," Hiroki said, his voice barely a whisper, the weight of the situation pressing down on him.  The Live2D Akari on the screen blinked, her virtual eyes wide and slightly teary.

Akari hesitated, then spoke softly, "Yes, Brother Hiroki."  The words held an unfamiliar tremor.

"Bring me tea," Hiroki commanded, his heart pounding in his chest.  He felt a surge of guilt, a horrifying understanding of the power he wielded.

Akari obeyed instantly, rising gracefully and moving with an unusual stillness.  Hana watched, her own avatar on the screen exhibiting a similar unnerving placidity.

The tea arrived, served with a tremor in Akari’s hand.  As she knelt again, Hiroki noticed a faint sheen of tears on her cheeks, a stark contrast to the confident, bright young woman he knew.

The night progressed in this surreal manner.  Hiroki issued simple commands, each one a hammer blow to his conscience.  He ordered them to clean his room, to read to him, to simply be silent and listen.  Each command was met with immediate, unsettling obedience.  The Live2D avatars acted as a chilling visual representation of their subjugation.

As dawn broke, painting the sky in hues of grey and gold, Hiroki finally realised the horrifying extent of his actions.  He'd used a game, a playful diversion, to manipulate his sisters, to break down their strong spirits.  The game had ended, but the damage lingered, visible in the haunted looks in their eyes, reflected even in the stillness of their Live2D avatars.

He deactivated the game, the screens going dark. The sisters looked at him, their faces etched with a mixture of fear and… was it relief?  The power dynamic had shifted, not through violence or cruelty, but through a twisted, digital manipulation.  The weight of his actions pressed heavily on Hiroki.  He knew rebuilding their relationship would be a long and arduous task.  The game was over, but the consequences would linger long after the rain had stopped. The night had irrevocably changed them all.