I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

Ah, somehow the thoughts I had earlier seemed to be repeating itself again. I just saw this person’s lips first, right? I wanted to deny it, but I still licked his lips.

“Lawrence?”

“Ah, ah…! Ah…”

Confused, I thought about how to speak out, and in the end, I just exclaimed. Ian glanced at me blankly, then smiled and moved away from him to look inside the room.

“Come in and I’ll make you a cup of tea.”

“O…”

He bowed his head and entered the room. By the way, there was a room like this inside the banquet hall. Was it a rest area for guests? As she approached and sat down on a comfortable-looking chair, my body sank deeply. It’s so soft, where was this? As he turned his head to look around the room, Ian approached with a teapot. He sat across from me and put the tea utensils on the table. And he skillfully poured tea leaves and hot water, stirred it a few times, and poured black tea into my cup. He stared blankly at the black tea in front of me. It looks familiar, but did you do it right? I looked at the black tea and Ian alternately with suspicious eyes, and he shrugged and put the teacup to his mouth as if demonstrating first. After that, he looked at me and lightly lifted his teacup once. Looking at him, I also reached out his hand and brought the tea to my mouth and took a sip. Oh, this… so blind?

“What’s this.”

“Actually, I’m not good at it. I just tried it because it looked cool.”

“…ha.”

I looked at him with narrow eyes. What is this waste of tea leaves? I clicked my tongue and dragged the tea machine in front of me. I opened the lid of the dahwan and looked at the water inside. There are so many, I clicked my tongue, added a little more tea leaves, and turned the tube a few times to brew the tea leaves. After that, it was poured into a teacup. Ian looked at him blankly, curiously. Originally, among the basic knowledge of young ladies, tea ceremony was included. Basically, making tea and evaluating while drinking was no different from the daily life of aristocratic ladies, so I also learned to some extent. But in the end, the tea ceremony came to an end after going through a lot of situations where I had no choice but to serve tea to all kinds of people because of the contract. In order to turn the situation to my advantage, there were quite a few complaints about the car that the ladies-in-waiting put out, so I started riding the car myself. At least you won’t be able to openly express your dissatisfaction with me, who was Viscount Ajstain. And even if I think about it, as the years passed, my skill at making tea improved considerably, and the taste got better and better.

“Come on, have a drink.”

He handed out a new teacup to Ian. He stared down at the tea, as I did earlier, then glanced at me. Like Ian did, I also poured black tea into my teacup, brought it to my mouth, took a sip, and lifted it slightly.

He chuckled.

‘Are you having fun? Try drinking it.’

Ian raised his teacup and took a sip. The slightly raised eyebrows seemed to like it quite a bit. His eyes collided with mine. As I smiled, Ian put down the teacup and said while slightly licking his lips.

“There’s nothing I can’t do.”

“Hey, that’s a bit omnipotent.”

It’s not bad to put his nose up once in a while. Crossing my legs slightly, I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. How do I want to look? Would it look a bit presumptuous? Ian looked at me blankly and smiled. What was he laughing about? Ian’s voice was heard as I secretly tried to loosen my leg.

“I’m sorry for calling you so suddenly. It would have been better if I took a little more rest.”

“No, what…”

I thought about rejecting it, but Ian’s face came to mind and it was me who came back. There was no need to be ashamed of bringing that up, so I tried to ignore it and went on to say the next thing.

“Anyway, why did you send me an invitation all of a sudden?”

He stretched out his fingers and gestured as if to wait a moment, and left the parlor. what? I looked at him with a puzzled face, but after a while the door opened and Ian appeared again. In his hand was an enormous amount of paperwork. His eyes narrowed. Turning his head slightly, Ian opened his mouth very calmly with a face that said it was nothing.

“It was the Berdians and my family who took care of counterfeit money-related matters. So I tried to summarize the necessary data. I don’t know if it’s because the case is long and big, but even if I tried to summarize it, this much remains.”

Suddenly, I remembered Fiebel, who had an apologetic and apologetic face on me in the morning. Fiebel forced my gaze and struggled to talk about his data. Did he say he took steps to be seen after a while? Hopefully I’ll see him after a while. Did you mean that it could be confirmed in the Duchy of Berdian? No, more than that.

“You think that was shortened?”

Nonsense. If that was a summary, I had no choice but to think that the person in charge of that task was incompetent. It will take a week just to look at it. It was too much to lift by hand, so I put it on a tray and dragged it. Ian met my doubtful eyes and smiled. Are you laughing, Grand Duke!

“I was going to try to handle it somehow by myself… I could leave it to the bureaucrats under the normal office façade, but as long as it’s an issue… Hmm… My eyes became hot and sharp, and he secretly averted his gaze. I coughed out.”

“We felt we needed to help each other, so we went.”

The teacup landed on the table with a rattling sound. I sat down and looked at him. Ian looked at me with a hesitant face, and he smiled awkwardly. Was he laughing now? He let out a sigh, but forced himself inside. Well, it’s true that I asked for data, so let’s skip this. It’s crazy and inappropriate, but it’s better to have too much information than not enough. By the way, why did I have to receive these materials here?

“…Ian, aren’t you cheating?”

“I don’t have anything like that.”

The expression of the person who said no was very unnatural. He narrowed his eyes. Who are you trying to fool? I pointed to the stack of papers stacked on the tray where I was supposed to put my food, saying that I was a guru at picking out a lie. Within Ian’s gaze, he turned to his fingertips.

“How long do you think it will take you to see all of that?”

“A week?”

Oh, that’s right, I stared at Ian, narrowing his eyes.

“Her grandpa won’t like it if a grown lady fresh out of her manhood spends a week at another man’s mansion, Ian.”

“Ah, if that’s the case, you don’t have to worry.”

Thinking it was a stroke of conversion, Ian cheerfully responded to what I said. He replied plainly, as if my words did not matter.

“Because I already got permission from Viscount Ajstain.”

“…”

Did he accept it? Permission? I stared blankly at him. He smiled and then looked at me with surprised eyes for a moment, then hardened his expression slightly. 

“Oh, I shouldn’t have said that. Fool, why is my tongue so free?”

“…The room has been prepared in advance.”

This was a scam. That I was invited when I was kidnapped, so why am I…! I tried the tray. Some idiot in the world seduces a woman with an enormous amount of paperwork! It’s you, Ian! He jumped up from his seat, biting his lip. As I lifted myself up with my bag again, Ian hurriedly ran.

“Lo, Lawrence. Where are you going?”

“I’m going to change clothes! Clothes. Clothes!”

When I left the room, the old butler followed me and said that he would guide me, and walked past me with quick steps, then slowly turned his back and slowed down. This old man was also in the same group… I seemed to be getting depressed for some reason. I lowered my head and looked at the clothes I was wearing. As for the dress, I thought it would be noticeable that I was dressed too much, so I chose the prettiest one out of Narom’s less flashy dresses. Ian said nothing. You seem like an ignorant man, so you thought I would like it if you showed me a bundle of papers, what was it? If I behave like this, I decided to act like a business person and opened my mouth to the old butler.

“Butler.”

“Please feel free to speak.”

He looked older than my grandfather, but he couldn’t be. He opened his mouth again in a businesslike manner.

“Could you bring me some comfortable clothes? I haven’t prepared the necessary clothes.”

“What kind of clothes can I prepare for you?”

What’s the outfit?

“A woman’s suit.”

* * *

In fact, women wear dresses more often than suits, so they usually had to be custom-made. Nevertheless, women’s suits have been in steady demand since times have changed and rights and responsibilities have begun to be granted to women. Still, I couldn’t make a suit out of nowhere. Clothes that are suitable for work and can bring out the charm of a woman. After thinking about such clothes, the women’s suit was made by reforming the men’s suit. These days, suits with various colors and colorful patterns had been developed further and come out in various designs and sizes. There were also skirts instead of pants, so there were a lot of suits that women could wear with a little more comfort and personality. But the suit I wore was very businesslike, hard, and drab, one that could put up a couple of walls on the other side. I wore a black suit suitable for a funeral and wore glasses that he did not normally wear over his nose. It’s not that my eyes are bad, but the stability in front of my eyes seemed to make my walls even stronger. When I actually appeared in this form, Ian put on a rather embarrassed face. I must have been embarrassed because I suddenly became cold. But she did it herself, so what can she do? I sat down at the opposite desk and opened the stack of papers from the tray.

“Hey… Lawrence.”

“What?”

I could feel his expression slightly distorted with bewilderment at my cold and stiff tone. Without eye contact, he couldn’t see exactly what expression he was making, but the sound of his breathing was enough to infer.

“Did you change your clothes?”

“Yes. I think you like clothes like this.”

“Who?”

“Your Excellency the Grand Duke.”

“I?”

He raised his head towards me as he questioned him in a confused and incomprehensible voice. I pushed my glasses up with my fingertips, sending them as cold eyes as possible into my gaze. And I answered very briefly.

“Yes.”

Ian scratched his forehead as if he couldn’t understand any more, tilted his head for a moment, then carefully opened his mouth again.

“Did I tell you that I have such a taste?”

“No.”

“Then how did you know?”

“I can tell even if you don’t say anything.”

I took my gaze away from him, who lowered his head with a complex and subtle face. So it would have been nice if you looked at it a little more carefully, Ian. A woman’s heart, no, a human heart, fights over even the smallest thing. He was still lacking in that respect. I snorted inwardly and flipped through the papers.

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