It's only been a few years since I realized how I felt about my sister.
My cousin, my sister, has lost her mother almost as long ago as I have been lonely all my life.
I don't know why.
I dare not shake that story from me, nor will the topic be raised in the Duke of Rufus, and hence in the aristocratic society.
I've only heard that the cause of my family's death was a terrible accident, but I never cared that much because I don't remember my face or my name.
When I realized it, the Rufus family had already picked me up. My father was my father, my sister was my sister, and I was like my mother.
I don't know how hard my gentle sister, who is always smiling gently, was working in the shadows. I don't know now about that time.
But I have been reminded of my role as a Duke's son, and now I know very well that was not the main thing.
Besides, that hardship would have multiplied because he was that former prince's fiancée.
Yet it was almost my sister who took care of me instead of my busy father, the Duke, and taught me what nobility was all about.
My family was a local nobleman in the countryside, so it would have been a pain in the ass to deal with a sweet, rebellious fucking kid who was suddenly sacrificed to a position like the trail of a leading nobleman.
Still, my sister was gutsy and always there for me.
You embarrass or comfort me by crying and saying that I just lost my family myself.
I don't think it took much time to favor a sister like that.
And it's also when you realize that's not family love.
Because I'm not like that crazy ex-prince.
Still, I thought I could give up my precious sister if it was His Highness Ellein Waldorf von Natfiel, whom I admired when I was a child.
'Cause the two of you looked like such great partners, and I'm pretty sure there's no one else who could make it happen to him.
I even secretly admired the way the two of them stood side by side with the people of Shirai.
Well, I was born into a nobleman, so I knew that marriage would be a political thing.
That's why I thought it might be him.
... Well, it was a big mistake.
I can make my sister much happier if I let that happen. [M]
"If I liechten, did I grow taller again?
"... oh, right. Have you grown?
Well, I'll stretch, I'm 17. "
Right now, you're only one different age.
I sat on the couch across the street and squealed a little into my empty eyes looking up at me. That was scratched off by the sound of a fireplace roll blowing up.
Huh? and the long silver hair peels away from her slightly frowned sister's shoulder.
I took a hard spit on my skin that seemed to even say it was no longer blue and white with a slight peek from a clogged blouse on my neck.
I can't wait for you to notice yourself like that, and I can see the heat gathering in your face.
Already, again, the shawl is falling! and wrapped it around again pretending to be angry.
... I hope you haven't heard this heart of mine the moment it approaches.
"Thank you, Liechten.
But it's so warm over here, I'm fine.
Shall I take your place?
"No............
That's not what I'm talking about... "
"Liechten?"
"It's nothing..."
Huh, sighing, I knew you were tired, and she told me I should get some sleep soon.
That's really not what I'm talking about. I'm sorry, sister.
"Are you sure you're okay? You can sleep here.
I'll get you a blanket. "
"No, really... because it's okay"
When I laughed and stayed away, I still nodded obscurely with my anxiously frowned cut face.
... it's a lot more of a problem for me to look like that.
"Because Lichten has always been good at deceiving me.
Even when it's tiny, it's just a prank. "
"... how many years ago are you talking about?"
Kona, or a sister who says something like that and shows her hand about 40 cm from the floor.
How old were you... it......
My sister should have been the same when I was that little.
"If I get angry, I'll go somewhere obstinately, but I'll be right back and say sister, sister..."
"... give me a break"
I sigh again as a giggle at my sister when I dull.
When I was such a fucking kid, I don't want you to talk about it now.
I do want my sister to mind and I think she was just playing a prank......
Maybe I'm still a troubled kid in my sister who plays all those pranks back then.
My sister has no place to hit this contradictory passion and anger even though nothing is wrong, so that's terrible...... angry.
And such, even against pitiful self.
Honestly, I don't see how this is going to happen by telling you how I feel in this state.
I also think it's so stupid that I can't make fun of that weird ex-prince.
But I can't think of anything else I can break.
This guy wouldn't realize how I feel if it weren't for much longer, and there's no way he'd try to see me as a man.
Of course. I've been doing my sister and brother for years.
So, I know it's a loss, but I do.
Still, if this parallel line changes at all...
My heart bounces so hard.
Weird sweat conveys your back, even though it's not even hot.
I don't know what my sister thinks of me when I can't see my sister and I keep leaning down all the time.
Are you worried about me?
Also, I wonder if I can embarrass myself by saying go to bed soon or something.
"... sister"
Even if they refuse, but if you can be aware...
... Isn't this what the man was saying?... It sucks to be with that guy. I get revulsion.
Well, but anyway.
I can't tolerate a situation like that guy is one step ahead of me.
Heartfelt, unforgivable.
Impossible. I don't want to admit it, never.
My heart is annoying.
Wait a minute. Was this such a scary thing to tell you how I felt?
That ex-prince hates me and I just have to do this in a situation...? I just think you're out of your mind after all.
The fist I gripped was about to tremble and I managed to hold it in with my opposite hand.
Now, I'm sure I may not be able to go back to my original just sister and brother.
But already... that's just what I want.
Yeah, I don't mind.
Then again, if you could slow down and know Altenrich Nathan Rufus as one man, not my brother Lichten, so...
So...
"Sister... I love you"