Became The Adopted Daughter Of A Family Of Assassins

Chapter 53:

 Why Do You Look So Pitiful?

 

“….”

 

“Oppa, what’s wrong?”

 

“Hyung, you look like a withered sea cucumber.”

 

“Sea cucumber? What’s that?”

 

“It’s there. Ugly thing.”

 

Nine years old this year.

 

Lily and Lotus followed Marquis Hibetsman and Robenhaf to Ludwick Castle to play.

 

The pink-haired twins started a serious discussion, staring at the solemn Robenhaf sitting on the sofa.

 

“He got rejected by Riche noona.”

 

“What? Confessed?”

 

“He did! Jed told me.”

 

“Idiot. Robenhaf. I told you Riche unnie wouldn’t go for it.”

 

For the past three years, while Robenhaf was aiming for Riche’s close brother position, the twins had been persistently following him around Ludwick Castle.

 

Thanks to that, Lily and Lotus were quite familiar with the people of Ludwick Castle.

 

The merciless twins poked Robenhaf’s cheeks from both sides.

 

Although the touch of the ruthless siblings could be painful, Robenhaf didn’t react at all.

 

Riche’s words echoing in his ears, “I… won’t do it,” tormented Robenhaf.

 

It was all ruined. I not only destroyed the sandcastle named first love layer by layer, but also stomped on it and jumped on top of it with my own feet.

 

“Hyung, it’s not fun.”

 

“Lotus. Should we go to Riche unnie and ask why she scolded Robenhaf hyung?”

 

“Ask Riche noona why she scolded Robenhaf hyung?”

 

“Huh?”

 

Why ask such an obvious thing?

 

Even if I were Riche unnie, I would scold my brother. If a flaw as a brother is left behind to the perfect Riche unnie, wouldn’t that be the case?

 

Lily jumped off the sofa.

 

“I miss Riche unnie.”

 

Meanwhile, Riche, who came out of the parlor, ran into Deon’s room as if fleeing.

 

Then, she sat on the opposite sofa from Deon, trying to calm her surprised heart at the mention of Robenhaf’s marriage.

 

“I was surprised.”

 

Although she considered it a joke made by adults, since Serdia Marquis, not Zeke himself, heard the words, Robenhaf said so in front of the altar to Blake.

 

“Did he mean it?”

 

Whether it was true or a joke, to say such a thing in front of everyone, especially in front of her.

 

Her heart pounded with embarrassment. The bewildered Riche’s mind was in chaos. I, I, marriage….

 

“I… won’t do it.”

 

That was the word that came out of her mouth.

 

Then, looking at Robenhaf’s shocked face, not knowing what to do, Blake took her out of the parlor. It was the right way to Deon.

 

Her cheeks were still red with embarrassment.

 

“I should have said it properly, but I couldn’t think of anything.”

 

It was even more embarrassing because it was something she had never imagined.

 

In fact, Riche had never even thought that someone would like her for her intelligence. Even considering Agnes’ life, Riche had never had such an experience.

 

Should I go back to Robenhaf and reject him properly? But she didn’t know if it would be okay to act like that in this situation.

 

“I wonder if Pythons know.”

 

If Pythons, who had lived for thousands of years, were by her side, she would have asked for advice. But he hadn’t returned yet because the next full moon hadn’t risen.

 

Riche looked at Deon, who was lying on the sofa armrest, leaning against it. Deon was tired of playing with the wooden cube and was repeatedly throwing and catching it.

 

“Oppa, have you ever liked someone? With romantic feelings?”

 

“What are you talking about.”

 

Deon made a strange face at the sudden question.

 

A little while ago.

 

Deon was about to go to Riche as soon as he heard that Robenhaf had come, but Riche came to him instead.

 

Because Deon, who had no chance to leave the room, didn’t know about Robenhaf’s public proposal failure that made Ludwick Castle noisy.

 

“Where’s that?”

 

Liking someone. Just the thought was dreadful.

 

Even without doing that, when she grew up, she would marry someone suitable for her family. Because she had to follow the lineage of the Ludwick family.

 

Since Ludwick was naturally uninterested in other people, most of them found their marriage partners like that. Blake, who married for love, was a very rare case.

 

“Why are your cheeks red?”

 

While Deon thought that Riche was saying something unnecessary, he was bothered by Riche’s faintly red cheeks.

 

It doesn’t feel good. Robenhaf must have done something to his sister.

 

“You, what did you say to him-.”

 

Then someone knocked on the door and turned the doorknob. A girl’s voice flowed in through the slightly open door.

 

“Derkedion oppa. Is Riche unnie here?”

 

“Lily?”

 

“Oh, I hear unnie’s voice! She’s here!”

 

Upon Riche’s words, Lily opened the door and ran into Deon’s room. Lotus followed behind.

 

The twins rushed to Riche and hugged her in an instant.

 

“Why, why are you like this?”

 

“Unnie! Our oppa became a dried jellyfish!”

 

“I can’t bear to watch. It must have been shocking to be scolded by unnie.”

 

The twins complained while repeatedly pressing their faces against Riche’s cheeks and shoulders.

 

Although the reason was supposed to be worrying about the eldest son of the Hibetsman family, their actions were clearly driven by selfish motives.

 

“Hey, twins.”

Then, startled by Deon’s low voice, the twins clung to Riche’s arms like cicadas to a tree.

 

“Derkedion oppa.” “Hyung.”

 

The twins said simultaneously.

 

“Robenhaf got rejected? By my sister? What’s that about?”

 

Gulp. The twins swallowed their saliva and looked at each other as they rose to face the grim reaper.

 

Although he had pledged to protect Robenhaf as his kin, Deon’s loyalty lasted only three seconds.

 

The twins, trembling with fear, couldn’t overcome Deon’s intimidation and opened their mouths.

 

“Our oppa confessed to Riche unnie.”

 

“He proposed marriage.”

 

A moment later.

 

“D-De, Derkedion oppa! You can’t kill our oppa!”

 

“H-Hyung! Let’s go together!”

 

The twins chased after Deon as he ran out of the room.

 

Left alone in the room, Riche blinked in bewilderment at the suddenly deserted surroundings.

 

—

 

“Marriage?”

 

Riche’s abilities were not harmed by the aura of powerful beings.

 

Knowing this, Deon believed that he should not be linked to Riche as much as a powerful being.

 

Honestly, he didn’t know if it was because he wasn’t a powerful being, Robenhaf wasn’t suitable, or if it would be okay if it were someone else. Deon couldn’t tell.

 

What was certain was that Robenhaf had no conscience or shame.

 

“A life connected to Riche through purification.”

 

His sister was a being that powerful individuals shouldn’t touch.

 

Deon ran as if he would not leave Robenhaf alone.

 

As the twins said, Robenhaf was sitting on the guest room sofa.

 

The problem was,

 

“What?”

 

“….”

 

‘Why do you look so pitiful?’

 

Robenhaf, pale as a statue, without knowing that someone had entered the room.

 

Deon put on a poker face. This couldn’t be shown to Riche.

 

If he showed how pitiful Robenhaf looked, that idiot would inevitably be pardoned.

 

“Oppa, I’ll marry Robenhaf oppa.”

 

“What?”

 

“Because he looks pitiful….”

 

In Deon’s mind, he recalled Riche holding Robenhaf’s hand and hesitantly speaking.

 

Absolutely not.

 

Although Robenhaf’s proposal to Riche was unforgivable, Riche accepting Robenhaf would mean uprooting even the possibility of a chance.

 

Deon tapped Robenhaf’s arm, trying to suppress his rising annoyance.

 

There was no response.

 

“….”

 

After a moment of contemplation, Deon extended his sleeve and covered his palm.

 

Then, he pressed Robenhaf’s cheeks from both sides with his hand.

 

Only then did Robenhaf look at Deon.

 

“Hey. I’ll tell them it was a joke.”

 

“….What?”

 

“You proposed to my sister. I’ll tell them it was a bet I lost, and I did it as a punishment. Forget about it.”

 

“….”

 

Despite Deon’s detailed explanation, he didn’t seem to understand.

 

Anyway, he had to make this guy look less pitiful before Riche arrived.

 

Robenhaf pondered Deon’s words for a moment, then blinked at him.

 

In response, Deon removed his hand from Robenhaf’s cheek and flicked his sleeve.

 

“Forget about it?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Deon’s suggestion was quite good. After all, it was his twisted plan that made Robenhaf look so pitiful.

 

At twelve, Deon was supposed to be Riche’s kind older brother.

 

Starting serious discussions about the future like today was when Riche turned eighteen, the year of her debutante ball. Considering the timing, it was.

 

That stage required building up affection well in advance. Not the level of affection on the ground like now.

 

‘As Derkedion suggested, if we pretend it never happened, we can start over.’

 

Today’s events were clearly a mistake.

 

He had lost his mind worrying that he might lose Riche’s fiancé position to Zeckbert.

 

Surely it was a joke made by Marquis Serdia.

 

“Hey, Derkedion. Are you really going to do that?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Since it was an action he didn’t feel like doing, Deon nodded reluctantly, saying he would do it.

 

“Oppa! You’re not dead!”

 

“Hyung, you’re alive? Why didn’t you wither away? Did Derkedion hyung sprinkle water on you?”

 

Just then, the twins, who had entered the guest room, stood before Robenhaf and poured out their worries.

 

Seeing Robenhaf suddenly come to life, Lotus hid the glass of water she had brought while running over.

 

Now, all he had to do was worry about Riche coming over like the twins who followed Derkedion.

 

—

 

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes passed, and even an hour passed.

 

Even after an hour and ten minutes, when Deon finally got tired and left, and even after that.

 

Riche did not come to the guest room where Robenhaf was.

 

In response to the twins’ question about whether he was worried that Robenhaf might die, Riche’s perplexed answer came back, “Our oppa wouldn’t harm Robenhaf oppa.”

 

Still, before leaving Ludwick Castle.

 

Deon, who was pressed by Robenhaf’s persistent requests, went to find Riche.

 

Fortunately, Riche accepted his absurd proposal as a joke in a playful manner.

 

Robenhaf could return to the Hibetsman territory and sleep with both feet stretched out.

 

—

 

“Pay attention in class.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Don’t play tag.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Riche looked at Deon’s face, full of annoyance, and said.

 

“Oppa, are you listening to me?”

 

“I’m listening.”