I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

He laughed and shook his head. With each sweep of his hands, his dark blond hair in the red light seemed to glow beautifully like a blazing sunset. Ian gave his head a final push, roughly fixing it, then gently released his hand and tilted his head slightly at me with a satisfied smile.

 

“How is it?”

 

Uh… How was it? I paused for a moment, not knowing what to answer. What should I answer? I didn’t learn how to answer that face right now…

 

“…Ian?”

 

“Why? Hang out?”

 

“Uh, it suits you, but you shouldn’t be banging your head like that in other places, okay?”

 

“…huh?”

 

Ian widened his eyes in bewilderment. I wished he didn’t do that! I hurriedly got up and looked out through the window behind me. The night sky, as if a thick curtain had fallen, was shrouded in darkness, and nothing could be seen. Rather, the light shone through the window, dimly projecting Ian’s figure. Oh, how crazy! He closed his eyes and put his hand on the window. A slight cool sensation ran through my fingertips. Feeling a little calmed by the coldness, I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. Ha ha, did he just see me? I felt as if I had been taken by surprise in an instant. I didn’t even ask him to raise his head, but Ian coolly turned to the side and pushed his head up. 

 

It looked like a picture of a wide range. The color of her hair resembling the setting sun, her graceful jawline, her sleek, mountain-like nose, and her plump lips that glowed red, they all looked beautiful. In addition, those eyes and the tail of his mouth that smiled at me at the end instantly took away my mind. Despite the smile I’ve seen many times, I thought that if there was a beautiful demon who came to pick me up, it would look just like that. Yes, it would take away my soul. I often thought that Ian was pretty decent and neat looking. The rumors about the Grand Duke of Berdian that other people were talking about, once the bad ones were excluded, were all courtly. One of them was appearance. At first, I wondered if it was because people were raving about it. From my point of view, he was just a neat looking guy who would make a good business partner. However, Ian’s appearance today was like a despicable and shameful god of beauty. Ah…

 

I thought I had no particular taste in talking about male faces. I was just engaged to Beralt, too, and I had never really intermingled or dated or had any skinship. I probably did it all with my sister behind the scenes. It must have been fun. For some reason, thinking about the two of them, I felt my pounding heart gradually calm down. Whoa, good luck. I didn’t know that two humans could be useful for this purpose. I will use it next time I need it again. After taking a short breath, I opened my eyes again and turned around. Uh, a shadow? I looked up and saw Ian approaching and looking down at me. Still holding his head up, his heart beat again.

 

“Where does it hurt? Your face looks hot. It’s red.”

 

“It’s because of you!” I wanted to shout, but I didn’t say anything like a fifteen-year-old girl in love, I just kept my mouth shut and looked into his eyes. If his hair seemed to hold the setting sun, his eyes were beautiful rubies shining in the night. It was like the essence of. Once I started recognizing it, every single thing was stimulating and sexy. The words he spoke to me were sensual and every gesture was bewitching. Even the faint, cool smell of perfume emanating from his body felt like the scent of an aphrodisiac. Wait a minute, I thought I could go crazy again.

 

“Now, wait a minute. Don’t touch it.”

 

Ian looked at me with a slightly stiff face, then he cautiously took a step back. I thought it was a relief that he backed off meekly, but it wasn’t. As I moved one step farther, everything that fascinated me was caught at a glance. It felt like the accident had stopped. My tongue smeared saliva on my dry lips and I opened my mouth with difficulty.

 

“…”

 

“I’m weird, right?”

 

Ian asked again, his face full of uneasiness. Oh no, so didn’t look so close to the face. I was going crazy, I really wanted to cry! Stop it! Stop tempting me, you pervert! I shouted like crazy inside and struggled to hold on to the string of reason.

 

“Oh, no, it’s fine.”

 

No, it’s very cool. Sexy. I didn’t think it would matter if we got married right now. I just wanted him to accept my love! My stomach screamed noisily. In line with my pounding heart, I felt strangely reminded and excited. I was such a child who could even think of such an innocent thought, Lawrence! No, I had to be patient. I couldn’t lose everything I’ve been protecting! I took a step back and pressed myself against the window.

 

“Then I’m glad.”

 

But that was for a moment, and when Ian smiled again, everything disappeared in an instant. I forcibly averted my eyes. It’s a pity that I can’t see that face, but I don’t think I can beat myself if I look at it more.

 

“Yeah, but can I ask you one more question?”

 

“However much.”

 

Anything would matter, right? Anyway, could he lower his head a bit? I’m so excited:

 

“Do you have any weaknesses?”

 

“What?”

 

I heard the sound of air escaping from his mouth, but my lips curled gently. I wondered if I had heard something useless as I glanced at the corner of my mouth going up the curve. Have I been talking too openly? But I didn’t want to be forced to ask questions.

 

‘If you don’t want to tell me, I won’t tell you, and if you’re offended, I’ll say you’re offended. It’s not that I didn’t think that it might be somewhat unpleasant because it’s so blatant.’

 

He stayed still with his head down. As he held his breath for a moment, waiting to hear what he would say, his voice fell over his head.

 

“It tickles well, especially my flanks.”

 

“What?”

 

What was he talking about, that’s not a weakness, it’s just a physical feature. I was good at tickling too. When I slightly tilted my head, he looked down with a grin. Hmmm… It’s a little difficult, but it’s worth throwing away now.

 

“Is there anything else besides that?”

 

“There is.”

 

“What…?”

 

I looked at his mouth with a throbbing heart. I wondered what to say. It would be nice if you could tell me about weaknesses that other people don’t know about, to use later. Even if it seemed too grotesque, I looked at his closed lips, wondering if I should ask at this time or when. Soon, the moist lips smeared with saliva parted.

 

“I’ll tell you later.”

 

It seemed to run out of power. He acted as if he was going to tell me something, but suddenly changed his words. I wanted to protest something, but I couldn’t. How many people will openly talk about their weaknesses? In addition, it is questionable how many people would ask for a weakness. After giving a short answer, Ian turned around and went to his desk. He succinctly organized the stack of papers and pushed them aside, then turned around to look at me and held out his hand.

 

“Since we haven’t eaten dinner, I’ll tell the old man and instruct him to prepare a simple meal. Is there anything you want to eat?”

 

“No, I don’t remember anything.”

 

He replied in a weak voice. Ehyo, yes well, you can slowly figure it out. Admitting that I was too hasty, I decided to approach with caution from now on.

 

* * *

 

Ian sat leaning back on a chair in his room, his long, superior legs resting on a small table. His feet were crossed, and his purple slippers moved with his bobbing movements. He was staring at the tip of his toe with a slightly sullen face.

 

“Hmm……”

 

Ian let out a low snort. Then he turned his head and looked at his door. It felt far and long today. Besides, it was like an iron wall that would never open. Her brow narrowed finely. If he just opened that door right away, he could go to Lawrence’s room and knock on the door. Laurence, who usually sleeps less, must still be awake. Then they would be able to chat over tea for a while, and it seemed that this disapproval would disappear when he saw the lovely Lawrence’s smile imbued with the breath of her nature. She was now in the same building, the same roof. Even if he only walked for a minute, he could get to the room where her breath was flowing and open the door. He just broke up with her, but he wanted to be together a little longer. Why did he say let’s go back now as he ran away like an idiot? Ian cursed at himself and narrowed his eyes. He couldn’t hide his dissatisfaction, and he clicked his tongue and moved her body. The chair screamed at his large size. Ian folded his legs and raised himself up. He approached the window and stood there, looking down at the castle in the dark of the night. He could see torches hanging everywhere, but there was a limit to pushing away the darkness. Only a glimpse of fire could be seen where the guards were standing in the distance, but otherwise it looked like seven humps. But nothing was invisible. It was dark, but Laurencia’s back was drawn as she stood staring at the darkness. Even the color of his hair resembling a night more beautiful than jet-black, and the ecstatic green eyes that he showed when he was lightly called, were an ecstasy that fascinated him more than any jewel. The room was not dark, but as the night spread out outside the window, it seemed as if a thick curtain had descended between Laurencia and it. Saliva flowed naturally. Have you ever been together late at night like this? inside the building too. He was right in front. If he stretched out his hand, it was a perfect distance to be held in his arms. Ian bit his lip.

 

Lawrence from earlier rolled her little head, wondering what she was thinking. Worried that she forced her gaze away, she took a step closer and she raised her head towards him. Green eyes stared at him quietly. Something a little hazy, somehow, seemed to be looking deep inside him. A slightly reddened face caught his attention. Not knowing where it hurt or the light, he slowly raised his hand. Then Lawrence hurriedly withdrew with an urgent face. Ian then covered his eyes, recalling what Lawrence had said to him.

 

“Ha…”

 

A deep sigh doubled and burst out.

 

“Now, wait a minute. Don’t touch it.”

 

‘Don’t touch’ Ian took a step back with a shocked, dazed face. His lost hand wandered in the air and returned slowly. He was hated before he had forgotten the sweet kiss he had given him a while ago. Ian’s pupils trembled. He hurriedly opened his mouth and asked if he was weird, so Lawrence shook her head in denial. After flipping his hair, her reaction was strange, and he felt nervous about his appearance. Still, he forced a smile on his face and said he was glad, and he could hear Lawrence’s breathing as she let out a sigh of relief. The sound of her breathing stiffened his body once more. What could have just been. Didn’t he ask something strange? Could it be that everything he just said was a lie? Trying to hide her anxiety, Lawrence carefully avoided his gaze as Ian smiled at her. The red, lustful lips of Lawrence, who had touched his lips, opened again.

 

“Do you have any weaknesses?”

 

Weakness? Was there such a thing Ian stared at his own face through his window. Why did she ask such a thing? He wondered if she wasn’t asking about his weaknesses, not his weak points. Was she using that as an excuse to leave him? His heart thumped. He didn’t want to miss the little and lovely creature in front of him.

 

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