I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

“…why?”

 

Ersia asked. Why? Benson looked at her.

 

“If you ask me why I cleaned it, there are a lot of dangerous pieces in the room, so I cleaned it up in case Lady Ersia would get hurt.”

 

“Other than that, why did you help?”

 

“It was something to do.”

 

“You could have called a maid.”

 

Ercia lifted her body. Her disgruntled eyes glared at him.

 

“You’re the one my sister put to watch over me. Rather, if something like this happens, wouldn’t it be better to tell my sister and tell people what I’ve done? It could ruin my image.”

 

“I will report.”

 

Ersia’s eyes narrowed. She glared at him with a dumbfounded laugh.

 

“You say that now…”

 

“That’s it, getting hurt is another story. So I put it away.”

 

It was like talking to a wall. When this man stood in front of her, he became like a wall. He was businesslike and rigid. When talking to other people, Benson was the kind of guy who was good at joking and laughing. Especially since she had seen scenes where he’s with his little brother. He looked very warmly at his brother.

 

Ercia turned her body around.

 

“I’m going to change. Get out.”

 

“I will call a maid.”

 

Benson answered briefly and then opened the door. Ersia stared at the light coming into her room. Then she closed her eyes tightly. She felt the darkness and silence come around her again.

 

“There is one thing wrong.”

 

But Benson’s voice broke through the silence again. Ersia slightly turned her head. The side of her disheveled hair fell down, slightly obscuring her vision. She was a completely different image from Lawrence.

 

Benson said curtly, staring at her.

 

“I’m not monitoring you, I’m protecting and escorting you. She attached an information guild member to monitor you, or did she attach me?”

 

“…what?”

 

Ersia looked blankly at him, and he smiled and closed the door and left. She opened her mouth slightly in confusion.

 

* * *

 

The telegram that flew in every morning was sent by Benson summarizing the peculiarities of the day and simple stories, and it was the same concept as a report. Ian, who received Benson’s report for the first time, looked at me as if asking what this was.

 

“It’s a secret letter.”

 

As he spoke calmly, his eyes widened. Well, if it’s a pusher, it’s a pusher. It wasn’t the kind of secret letter that Ian thought, but when I said that I was seeing Ersia’s condition when I couldn’t stand his stare at me for a long time, Ian finally understood and went back to his place. Was it time to care about this? It was like a mountain of paperwork piled up that made my head hurt right away. It was an established fact that if we proceeded with the matter without any immediate physical evidence, we would eventually lose in the current state. So, I had to gather as much information as possible. First of all, he decided to use the information guild to scrape together information after the Bepis family went extinct. After about two days of great work, some of them were caught, but I was struggling with how to approach them and talk about them. She knew the children of Marquis Bepis were there. It was clear that he would not give it to me if I said, “Give it to me!”, so an alternative was needed in the end. I had to find out if the business Thording was doing actually existed, and if the children of the Marquis of Bepis were also here, and if there was, they really bombed with the essence of fire. It was also important to ensure it. Through the people Ian sowed and the information guild I mobilized, I tried to find out if counterfeit money was circulating in the market. However, since the investigation had just begun, there were no special reports, only reports of suspicious things. That alone was enough, so after giving the instructions, while looking at the documents again, I wondered. But why was I working here? In a place that wasn’t my house or my room, I raised my head blankly and looked at Ian. He was examining the papers with a very calm face. He still didn’t seem interested in me.

 

“Do you really have any idea?”

 

Not too long ago, I sent it to that sneaky bastard and told him not to go and stay by his side, saying he didn’t want to be stared at, and he made people flutter. What was I doing next to nothing? Could I be a totem? A totem that increases concentration and boosts stamina when placed next to it. I was not well versed in voodoo, heh heh, I laughed alone and shook my head slightly.

 

“Lawrence.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Now, it didn’t matter much when he suddenly called. ust before this, I heard a voice suddenly calling me, I was really looking forward to it, but after a few days, there was nothing like that. He was too straight. When I was at work, I only worked, and when I was resting, I really just rested. After eating with me, he would take a short walk, but at the set time he would go back to work again. It wasn’t like you were giving me something emotional. I recognized that man and cared about something, but he seemed to be rather interested in me, so it hurted my stomach. They said if you liked it first, you would lose. We even kissed each other, but wasn’t it too awkward? It was almost like a co-worker. As I pouted my lips, Ian’s laughter was heard. Was it fun, Ian?

 

“Why are you pretending to be a duck again?”

 

Did I look like a duck?

 

“Okay. Why are you calling me all of a sudden? I’m busy.”

 

“Huh…”

 

Ian looked at me quietly and shook his head slightly. What did that mean? I also put down the pen and looked at it quietly, and Ian slowly opened his mouth. Did he have something important to say? Was he going to ask me to go out for a while? Or something else… A date? I was expecting a little bit. It was an expectation that overlooked the fact that Ian was not a man with the sense to live up to my expectations.

 

“I’ve been thinking about the mines that I have to throw as prey to the Piero Merchant. Last year, a small iron mine was discovered in the principality, but it’s not very commercial. How about throwing it over there?”

 

Talking about work again. The only thing I did after coming here was work, but ‘haha’, how did I become interested in a man who has no mood and no sense? I got up from my seat secretly kicking my tongue.

 

“…Where?”

 

His eyes widened like a mother watching her baby deer at play. I glanced at him and said curtly.

 

“Ducks like water, so let’s go get some water.”

 

“If it’s like that, tell the butler and take it…”

 

Whoops, closed the door.

 

* * *

 

Ian was a man with a very balanced balance. He was the head of a warrior family, the owner of the Berdian duchy, but he had to be able to analyze data and give instructions, so he was thoroughly trained in both aspects of play and martial arts. People thought that the head of the Berdian duchy was not that good. It was not wrong to say that he was boneless to the bone. The word boneless was correct for Berdian’s heads but they were mostly smart. It was only covered by outstanding martial arts. If they were stupid, who had to command the battle and make moment-to-moment decisions, the soldiers would have died a long time ago.

 

Since Ian was a child, he not only read all kinds of warfare and strategy books, but also learned geography, statistics, and arithmetic. He had to digest more than the education that other spirits and young ladies receive. So he must be accustomed to sitting at his desk and doing his work. But even as Ian he was, there was something he wasn’t good at.

 

‘How can I look good for Lawrence?’

 

After rescuing Lawrence from her peril, even by coercion, he wanted to keep her by his side. He also thought that she might get into an accident. Content related to counterfeit money was a pretty good prey. Being able to bring her to her work and her story and sleep in the same building as her was a result that he liked quite a bit. But thoughts that hadn’t bothered him before ran through his head. He couldn’t figure out how to spend his time with Laurencia.

 

In fact, it was accurate that he had acted according to his heart. He had no particular calculations and moved as he pleased. The old butler and the lady-in-waiting, the only ones who could scold Mian, told her to take care of Lawrence. Without even telling him how to care for her. And he always thought of her as his first and thought about how to make her happy. When she asked what to do, he thought those were his thoughts exactly. As for Ian, the outfit was bound to explode.

 

He was used to swords and body movements, but he had never thought about how to please a woman. Until now, women rarely approached him because of the misunderstanding that he liked men. The girls who seemed interested at least laughed and said that it was okay to give them a smile, so he thought that was the answer. Seeing him, the butler told him not to laugh so hard, but then he got angry?

 

He laughed every time he saw Lawrence. He didn’t really want to laugh, but he wasn’t forced to. When he looked at her, he just laughed at her. He was surprised every time she suggested something that was plotting in that dainty little head of hers. His aspirations were too high for his petite frame. When she invested a huge amount of money in his welfare project, he thought again that her bowl was big. He clung to her even more. Because he thought that Lawrence was a woman who could embrace him.

 

She was bold and confident. There were few people who could always have the upper hand in human relationships, and Lawrence was one of those people. No one approached Lawrence with her head bowed. She may have the background she had, but she also gave up nobles with much higher titles and status than him. It wasn’t because of money or power, but because of the strange presence emanating from Lawrence. The confidence that she could stand above everyone. She led people with a strange atmosphere that she could handle everything perfectly. It gave him faith that he could do anything with her.

 

He was drawn to Lawrence’s appearance. At first it was mere curiosity, but not anymore. Every aspect of her was new, mysterious, and lovely. Even when he saw Ersia, who had the same face, he didn’t particularly think that the two of them were twins. Although the faces were similar, the atmosphere was very different. The presence exuded from the two was so different that one could tell without seeing them. Lawrencegot better. So he continued to follow her after hearing the news about her. Hiding his nervousness, he waited and ran when she called. When she gambled with her own life she became sincere enough to really upset him a lot.

 

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