I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

I was dressed in a light outfit, not a woman’s suit, and walked behind the butler with my head lifted. The destination was not the room near the banquet hall, where I was doing business yesterday, but in the wrong direction. Looking at the butler’s straight back, I thought for a second.

 

“Originally, he always gets up early in the morning and goes to the gymnasium for training. Normally, but today there was no answer, and even when I opened the door and went in, there was no response.”

 

I tended to forget. That the man was the head of a warrior’s family. Why would I forget that he was a man who handled tremendous force? Maybe it’s because he looked light.

 

“But I can’t wake you up, and if it’s possible for me, why don’t Lady Lawrence visit him once…”

 

I looked at the butler who was puzzled and pondered for a moment. When I saw him, I was afraid that my face would turn red from embarrassment again, so I was about to refuse, but seeing his face with such anguish, words of refusal did not come out easily. I also remembered my grandfather, and I nodded my head. It’s just a wake-up call, well, it’s not something I would ever see anyway, so I would have to get used to it. Since it was a large castle, there were quite a lot of servants. There were dozens of servants passing through the corridors, and in addition to that, officials and security guards who managed various documents and other guests were also crowded. However, the place I was walking now is a little different. It was hard to find people. There were only a handful of guards standing everywhere. He had a very businesslike and hard face, as if he was trying to protect something. Why was he looking like that?

 

“This is it.”

 

I heard the butler’s voice and raised my head. A large door appeared. It was not a door used in general rooms, but a door often used as an entrance to a banquet hall or a large-scale corridor. The door was covered in undecorated black. Were there no handles? When I lowered my eyes, the butler stepped aside slightly. Did he know how to open it?

 

I approached the door and spread my fingers lightly. What to do now? Could I just call or maybe knock? Wouldn’t it be rude to open the door without warning? Rather, what kind of place was this inside? Had the butler told me it was a gymnasium? He said he practiced every morning, so the odds were high. Then I thought I shouldn’t open the door recklessly, so I hesitated for a while, but the butler pushed the door instead as if it was okay. Surprisingly, the door opened easily.

 

I looked at the butler with bewildered eyes and he took one more step back as if to ask me to go in with his back slightly bent. Was he putting me in a dangerous place? So should I run away? After staring at him suspiciously, I glanced at the open door. I couldn’t help it. I sighed and put strength in my hand, gently opening the door. It was a big space. The warm sunlight poured down from the front, making me feel as if I were in a corridor of a beautiful temple. I opened my mouth slightly. Was this the gymnasium? What gymnasium was so gorgeous? I thought there would be nothing, but no. The pillars standing firmly in an exact square in the gymnasium were studded with splendid and splendid artworks or sculptures. The warm sunlight was shining on it, and it was a place that was both beautiful and practical. Various weapons were arranged and inserted one after another, as if to announce that it was a gymnasium. There was a slight smell of oil. It was probably the oil used for polishing. It was a space equipped with everything necessary for training.

 

I turned my head and looked around the gymnasium, slowly going inside. Looking from the ceiling to the floor and from left to right, I finally found Ian sitting still with his eyes closed. There it was. I smiled and tried to approach him, but he hesitated. Why was he taking off his jacket? Wasn’t he cold? It’s winter, winter, it must be cold. It felt like my head was spinning. Because I was confused. Why was he naked, really! I closed my eyes tightly. I must have looked at it wrong. I rubbed it with his fingers and opened it again. Not anymore! I must have looked at it wrong! It wasn’t. My eyes didn’t see anything wrong. I opened my lips slightly. Oh my goodness… I swallowed my saliva.

 

‘Thank you, butler.’

 

I looked at Ian, pushing an expression of gratitude to him for letting me see such a scenery. Sunlight was streaming down the back of this room. I had never really thought about Ian’s skin being white. No, it would be more accurate to say that I was not interested. But now I could clearly recognize it. His skin was as white as porcelain, and there were no scars on his upper body. It was amazing that he had lived on the battlefield for several years and not a single wound was left. I slowly approached and looked at Ian. He remained silent with his eyes closed, as if he did not know that I had entered the gym and approached him. I moistened my lips with my tongue. I guess his eyelashes were long, weren’t they longer than mine? His back muscles shining in the sun seemed to be looking at a well-carved statue. Looking at the pillars earlier, I thought they were beautiful, but they weren’t. Only Ian’s back muscles were weak.

 

As if observing him, I turned around and stared at his biceps that stretched from his hard shoulders to his straightened waistline. Men could be sexy too. My face heated up again as I remembered the emotions I had felt the previous evening.

 

No, you stupid Lawrence! Wasn’t it the first time you’ve seen a man naked? Then you should be surprised and ashamed as soon as you see it, why was I excited when I thought about yesterday?! He bruised me inside with his eyes closed. If you think about it, it’s normal to be ashamed to look at Ian right now, but how did this happen?

 

I was getting old. I was alone until I was 30 years old, an age at which other people would be sad because of having a 10-year-old child and worrying about having to send it to the academy. Still, looking at Ian’s figure so strangely, I felt sorry for myself. 

 

Oh, I wanted to touch him. Could I touch him? Could I poke a little bit? Nothing would happen since he was asleep, or was he pretending to be asleep? Maybe he would wake up and I was watching him, so it’s not because I was embarrassed. No, what if that’s the case? I leaned down right in front of Ian and looked at his closed eyelids. My heart should reach it, at this point, but Ian didn’t respond. Was it like this originally? I looked back. The butler shook his head at the slightly open door. He looked a little different than usual. I rubbed his chin lightly, then slowly raised his hand and extended my index finger. My heart is trembling for some reason…

 

I swallowed lightly, then carefully reached out and placed it on his shoulder muscle. Slowly very slowly. Eventually, the moment I got to the point where my fingers could touch his skin, I swallowed again. And the world turned upside down what? I blinked my eyes. I didn’t recognize what just happened. When I opened my eyes, my gaze, which had been looking at Ian, was directed toward the ceiling. And my legs, which had been standing upright, were stretched out before I knew it, and my back was touching the floor. Fortunately, my back didn’t hurt. I was just surprised.

 

I would have screamed at other times, but I couldn’t now. I was so shocked that I couldn’t even scream. It was moving so fast I couldn’t even notice. Ian laid me down on the floor, his eyes widening as if growling. I looked up at him with my mouth slightly open. Ian’s red eyes were very fierce. The sweetness I saw yesterday was nowhere to be found. It contained only blind living. When he called quietly, his eyes fluttered. After blinking a few times, his mouth that had been growling sharply closed, and his eyes and mouth returned to docility. He closed his eyes one last time and slowly opened them. His beautiful ruby was revealed.

 

“Lawrence?”

 

The murderousness and hostility he had shown toward me were no longer there. Only darkness remained. Neither did I. That’s why I just smiled awkwardly.

 

“Why are you here?”

 

Why was I here? What would be a good answer? The butler threw me as prey, to wake him up. It seemed to me that he was telling me something. That’s not what I’m talking about. I thought quietly with my mouth closed for a while, then slowly let go of my rhyme.

 

“Why are you here?”

 

Ian looked at me blankly, then turned his head slightly to look at the butler, then fixed his gaze on me again. It wasn’t that he was pressing or putting any weight on my body, but I had a hard time getting my back off. His arm touching my cheek was very hot. Didn’t it get cold when he was naked in the cold weather? But as I lay there looking up at him, I felt something strange. I guessed I should close my eyes. If it was bed and night, maybe a kiss… What was I saying now?

 

“Hey, over there, let’s get this…”

 

I rolled my eyes and pointed at his arm next to mine. Ian let out a low exclamation, then nodded and got up from his seat. When his gaze and body from above me disappeared, I hurriedly got up and moved his body behind me. I sat down and looked at him. It still looked like a sculpture bathed in sunlight. I swallowed. Seeing him come to life made me feel agitated. Haa… Ian had such a good body.

 

“What time is it?”

 

“It’s just past nine.”

 

“…Four hours.”

 

He murmured lowly. By what time he said he seemed to be talking roughly how long he had been here, but I wasn’t sure. Looking up at him, Ian came over and held out his hand. His sculpted muscles moved again and seemed to attack me. He closed his eyes and turned his head away. Ian’s footsteps stopped and I opened my mouth.

 

“…Could you put some clothes on?”

 

“Oh, dear.”

 

He muttered hastily, and he moved quickly, put on his jacket hanging on the wall, and came over. He hadn’t buttoned his buttons yet, but it was easier to look at than before. It’s a bit unfortunate, but I didn’t know what I would do if I stayed there. He licked his lips and grabbed his outstretched hand and stood up. I glanced at him.

 

Ian was buttoning up his top and arranging his collar. His eyes went to his hand. He didn’t look very used to it.

 

“Stay still.”

 

“Uh?”

 

Ian paused for a moment, as if surprised. I stretched out my arms and straightened the collar, revealing a long, deer-like neck. He smiled and he stepped back.

 

“It’s all done.”

 

He put on a puzzled expression. Hate it? Was this not good? I was worried that I might think it was too much skipship, so I glanced at it. Ian glanced at me, cleared his throat a few times, and then calmly opened his mouth. second

 

“Have you eaten, Lawrence?”

 

“No. I’ll eat with you.”

 

“With me?”

 

“Yes. Do you like it?”

 

He opened his eyes wide and shook his head.

 

“I don’t just like it. It’s welcome.”

 

The neighbors looked at each other and grinned. This proposal moved first and took the lead. I followed him slowly, about five paces behind. As Ian walked out the door, he looked at the butler and he said something. He seemed to have just beaten the butler, but is it an illusion? As I approached him, tilting his head, Ian glanced at me, then smiled and walked away again. Why was he like that? I walked along his awkward-looking back and looked at the butler.

 

“What did you just say, Ian?”

 

“I didn’t say anything.”

 

He seemed to have said something, and I looked at him quietly, but the butler deftly dismissed it.

 

“Master seems to have a lot of affection for you, no, he has a heart for you.”

 

“…Ian? Me?”

 

“Yes.”

 

It’s absurd. Why was the conclusion suddenly like that? Still, I didn’t feel bad, so I smiled and asked again.

 

“Why do you think so?”

 

The butler responded calmly.

 

“Originally, if you touch him during training, at least one leg will be broken.”

 

“…”

 

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