Summary
My brother has hated me for many years.
In the final moments before my death, I made a wish: I hoped he would find happiness and end up with the person he loved.
The next second, I sat bolt upright in a coffin, dressed in a wedding gown.
My brother was in the middle of sliding a ring onto my finger.
A notification chimed in my head:
“Wish System activated. Detection complete: Host is currently the person the brother loves most. Task progress: 10%.”
“Host, please continue to work hard to grant your wish.”
Me: “?”