She's Not My Sister You Fool

  Charlotte was amongst the crowd in the gambling house, but now that she was the center of the uproar, Dietrich would not have any choice but to notice her.  Time had passed by and Charlotte looked much more beautiful than when I first saw her. ‘I think she’s about the same age as Dietrich.’ The bright silver hair and dark brown eyes that seem to contain the autumn forest were definitely that of the heroine’s. Dietrich and her childhood were not mentioned in the novel, so my eyes glistened with curiosity. ‘Are you going to save her now?’ Looking back at Dietrich with my eyes still shining, he was talking to the man again. ‘Huh?’ Shocked, my mouth hung open. ‘Hey, the heroine over there is in trouble.’ Obviously, during this kind of situation, because you’re her future lover, bam! Shouldn’t you show up and save her? ‘Is it because the original work has yet to start?’ Since I didn’t know what was going on, I alternately looked between Charlotte, who was struggling as she was caught by a

  ‘Well of course one would be surprised about the blood dripping instead of focusing on eating. ’  Even Dietrich, who seemed uninterested in everything I did, stood up awkwardly. I stood in front of a big mirror on the wall and began to examine myself. The blood from my mouth trickled on the white bib, leaving a strange red mark, but it wasn’t that surprising. ‘They’ve never seen a child’s teeth fall out before.’ The settings of this world didn’t mean that there was no concept of baby teeth and permanent teeth. I pulled out the napkin I was wearing with my bib and wiped my mouth in a casual manner. “Are you alright?” Before I knew it, Dietrich approached me and grabbed my cheek, turning it from side to side. “Tas enouf.” (That’s enough.)  I hated that he was worried about me now, so I shrugged his hand off. “Open your mouth. We have to check if you have eaten poison.” He didn’t seem fazed at my rejection and grabbed me again, but I snorted and stepped back. ‘What poison are you talkin

  Dietrich stared at Anissa, who was looking at his chest, twitching her nose like a rabbit. “Why?” “N-Nothing.” The expression of the child who shook her head in a hurry was not as bright as when he first found her. Dietrich knew that Anissa was disappointed in him. He may be indifferent to others, but he wasn’t stupid. “Alright.” He didn’t feel the need to explain. He knew it was dangerous to come and say hello at this time. Dietrich passed by Anissa, who was hesitating to speak, and left the room. Standing in the hallway, he stared at his reflection on the cleanly wiped window.  However, what he saw wasn’t the usual bright, tender face of Anissa, but rather the look that seemed to have suffered a shock. Dietrich felt ridiculous at the child’s surprised face. ‘Why are you so surprised?’ Dietrich had no memory of getting himself involved with her. He wasn’t originally a ‘good person.’ Because being a good person in Lagrange was as good as dead. <<Are the twin’s words true?>&g