She's Not My Sister You Fool

Contrary to his sharp personality, his disorganized appearance was obviously a sign of fighting someone, but he was only calm. No matter how much I tried to read his aura, it was the usual ash-gray color. ‘I really don’t know what this kid is thinking.’ It was much easier to read the feelings of children like Yuric. Whenever Yuric’s aura was blue, it was usually the day he met Liatris, his mother. Whenever it was red, it was the day that his brothers bullied him.  Dietrich, on the other hand, had a few moments when he was sick or when he was in danger, but there wasn’t a time when his feelings were ever shaken.  ‘The power of Baal may have an effect in blocking his aura, but….’  Dietrich was also very good at controlling his expressions.  ‘Or maybe he just doesn’t feel anything at all.’ He’s not even some kind of robot. “Don’t peel gyod?” (You don’t feel good?) In the end, I had no choice but to ask him myself. I gazed blankly at Dietrich. He put me down on the floor...

Yuric and I sometimes play together through the doghole, but we weren’t this close. Because of my sudden actions, he sweated profusely in embarrassment.  “Nyo! Nyo! You can’t gow!” ‘If you go, Dietrich will be in danger!’ I looked back at Derek while clinging to Yuric as hard as I could. From the moment he entered the room, his aura was becoming darker and darker. “.......ah. Your sibling?” “Yes.” Dietrich answered Derek’s question instead of me. He came closer to me with a short hmm. ‘Uhk, suffocating.’ As Derek’s aura approached, it became more difficult to breathe. He soon grabbed me by the scruff of my neck. As I dangled in the air, I started wheezing out of breath.  “No matter how I look at you, you don’t resemble Camille at all.” “Ke, keuk!” Derek grabbed me by my chin with the hand that wasn’t holding me up in the air and turned my face side to side. As he evaluated me like an object, the courage that rose up within me burned up.  “Your face is fine, so when you gr...

With my words, Marilyn went back to the room and packed some medicine. Jenin lied that Dahlia palace was so poor there were no things such as medicine but it was different from what he said. She lifted me into her arms and entered Dietrich’s room.  Thinking that an enemy had come to attack again, he sat by the window where he could run away anytime. “Brother!” “.....how meddlesome.” Dietrich frowned when he saw Marilyn who stood behind me who was running to him. He clicked his tongue and flicked my forehead with his finger.  “Why did you bring that maid?” “Malilyn is bringing the medicine.” “Marilyn.” “Uh, uhn, Malilyn.” Marilyn, why was Marilyn’s name this hard to pronounce? When I turned around, Marilyn hurried up and put the medicine chest down. However, she couldn’t start the treatment as she started to become restless. “Malilyn, pleath help brother.” “Ah, oh….will that be alright, young master?” Marilyn asked Dietrich carefully. ‘Is she still scared of Dietrich?’ Having b...