I Don’t Trust My Twin Sister

However, Ian looked very embarrassed, coughed a few times, and slightly turned his head. He didn’t say anything, but I could already tell everything from his face. My face turned bright red and my eyes widened. I thought it would be embarrassing, but it was more embarrassing than that. Her eyes widened and her hands trembled. Ian glanced at my face and quickly stood up.

 

“Ouch!”

 

Suddenly, his arm was pulled away and my head, which had been resting comfortably, hit the ground. It wasn’t strong, but I wasn’t prepared for it, and my head started popping.

 

“No, Lawrence! It’s a misunderstanding!”

 

Instead of answering Ian’s voice calling me in a hurry, I stood up and grabbed his head. He held my collar with his other hand. He was so embarrassed that he couldn’t look at his face. For some reason, I was so sad that my head started pounding. I jumped up from my seat to avoid his hand reaching out to me as if I was embarrassed, put on my shoes, and spoke lowly while turning my body towards him.

 

“…wait a moment.”

 

I could hear Ian gasping for air behind me. I ignored Ian’s call to wait and walked blindly along the small path of the flower garden. I was worried that I might get lost, but luckily Ie was on a single path so I didn’t think I would get lost. Moreover, even though I had come this far, I could still see the tree I had first been lying on.

 

I mumbled lowly and looked into Ian’s eyes again. The eyes that were looking at me were so clear that I couldn’t look away.

 

“O…”

 

I looked at his collar again. I shook my head, feeling my face heating up as his eyes appeared again. The eyebrows narrowed. How far did you see it? First of all, it was clear that I had seen it, and what was important was how far I saw it. No way, that person… Sigh, my heart came out. Let’s not think any further. To organize his thoughts and change the topic, I looked around the garden. The flowers scattered across the wide plain caught my eye. The colors and types of flowers were different, just as the areas were designated, showing that they had been managed consistently. It wasn’t bloomed randomly. Moreover, since it was a spring flower garden, I thought there would only be flowers that grow in spring, but I also caught a glimpse of cyclamen, which only grows in winter. Wasn’t it spring here? How come there are winter flowers? It was said that this is a painter who has mobilized all the technical skills of the Grandia family… I wondered if there was some kind of amazing secret? I thought it was amazing again, so I reached out to the tulip blooming right next to me and gently touched the petals. It was soft and felt good. Like Ian’s lips.

 

“O…”

 

Ian’s lips surfaced again and disturbed my head. Oh, it was crazy, a man named Ian suddenly came into my life, where men rarely gave me headaches. We engaged in skinship without any particular relationship, but he insisted that it was not okay and even if I put up an iron wall, he accepted it without any help. Ian was Ian, but I was also the one who accepted it. He had to draw a clear line, but just looking at his face made his heart weaken. In fact, if someone else had glanced at my breasts like before, he would have been so embarrassed that he wouldn’t have thought of anything right away, but in the midst of all the confusion, the only thing that came to his mind was something else.

 

“Do you think you’ll like it at this level?”

 

‘It’s crazy. It’s crazy! I can’t believe I live in a world where I worry about the size of my breasts! Ah, Laurencia! Why were you unbuttoning it? Like a fool!’

 

I hit him on the head with my hand. Go away, you vain thoughts! But unfortunately, my curiosity about him arose again. Was it big enough for me? I looked down again. Uhm, I’m not sure. Since I never saw the breasts of other ladies or noble ladies, I couldn’t tell if my breasts were big or small. Suddenly, I thought of Ercia. It’s disgusting just thinking about my younger sister, but Ercia always thought that her breasts were on the large side. If you look at it that way, she said yes to the person who was sexually harassing her. I remember hearing about Ercia’s body. Even though she looks slim and fragile, she has a great body. At the time, I cared for and loved Ercia, so I immediately broke the contract with that perverted bastard. I wanted to swear, but I couldn’t do it in the past when I had to maintain my dignity.

 

We look very similar, so wouldn’t a review of my twin, Ercia, be a review of me? Was I great too? I crossed my arms under my chest and looked down. Because it was my breast, I didn’t feel anything. ‘It’s just flesh…’ something like that? Will Ian like this? They say all men like it…

 

Let’s quit. What was I thinking? As I was sighing and stroking my hair, I heard something pop. What was it? I raised my head and looked at the sky. The weather was already quite cloudy. Was it a dark cloud? Climate change here too…? As I stared blankly, raindrops began to fall on her face, one or two drops at a time. Although it wasn’t a shower, the sound of raindrops could be heard everywhere, making the surroundings noisy. Should I go back? After quenching my appetite, I headed back along the way I came. It wasn’t that I had walked far, but after taking some steps, the tree seemed closer again and I saw Ian standing restlessly. Even though I was far away, I felt like I could see his expression. It was cute and I laughed.

 

Okay, what did it matter? As I approached him with the slightest hint of breasts, thinking not to make a big deal out of it, Ian came running in a huff. He put his jacket over my head and used it to protect me from the rain.

 

“It’s raining suddenly.”

 

I forgot that I had just walked away, calling him rude. When I saw his face again, my heart felt like it was melting. I was glad that his jacket was blocking the rain, so I came closer and Ian cleared his throat. Was he embarrassed? I glanced at Ian and saw him rolling his eyes and smiling slightly awkwardly when our eyes met. As I sat back down on the mat spread out under the tree and patted my wet body, Ian handed me a handkerchief.

 

“Dry wet places with this.”

 

I watched him quietly holding out his handkerchief. It was impressive that he wore a white handkerchief, not a black one. It was said that knights wear black to prevent others from being surprised when they see the handkerchief with which they wipe the blood from their sword. It was so weird, but it got along well with Ian. Ian seemed embarrassed by my laughter and blurted out some gibberish. That sight was so funny that my clothes exploded even more. After laughing for a while, I felt a little sorry when Ian made a downcast face, so I took the handkerchief in his hand. I lightly dusted his shoulders, neck, and the back of his head to remove any moisture and was about to hand it to him, but paused for a moment. Is this the handkerchief that came out of Ian’s chest? Ian, who was trying to take his handkerchief from me, tilted his head when I stopped. I slowly pulled the handkerchief back while observing his gaze. Joe, if you keep a close eye on it, you won’t know. In fact, when I was in Ian’s arms, there was a strangely cool and sweet scent that made me lose consciousness sometimes. I didn’t know what the scent was, but I really liked it. I secretly pounded the laundry we washed together, but there was no particular smell. It only came from Ian. I asked Patricia if she had any special detergents, but she said there was nothing special. I was curious and asked more questions, and she said she didn’t know. When I asked the old butler, wondering if it was true, he smiled strangely as if he knew something and simply said that it was a scent that did not come from anywhere else.

 

What was that story? After thinking about it for a while, I finally defined the smell as ‘Ian’s smell.’ Did it smell a little strange? Let’s correct it with scent. I could smell Ian’s scent when I was in his arms earlier, and it was the same when I was riding the horse. Then this handkerchief too?

 

“…”

 

I cleared my throat, pretended to force saliva into my mouth, and took a handkerchief. Ian, unaware of my impure intentions, just stared blankly. As I looked into his innocent eyes, my heart weakened and I turned my head away from him. Sorry, Ian! I squeezed my eyes shut and held the handkerchief between my mouth and nose. And I took a deep breath.

 

…It didn’t smell like anything. What is this? My heart, which had been pounding like a child who secretly ate her candy, went cold.

 

“Isn’t this a handkerchief?”

 

“Huh? Isn’t it? It was in the basket, and Patricia gave it to me.”

 

“…”

 

Lawrence, who returned, did not come alone, but brought with him both shame and regret. What perverted thing did I just do? I stick my nose into his handkerchief to smell other people’s bodies. I felt like a perverted man sticking his nose into the underwear of the woman he loved.

 

“What’s wrong? Your expression looks pitiful, like a cat eating fish with thorns in it.”

 

“What kind of expression is that?”

 

After regaining my appetite and returning Ian’s handkerchief, I grabbed my empty heart and sat down on the mat, stretching out my legs. Ian glanced at me, unfolded the blanket and covered my legs.

 

“It’s not cold.”

 

It’s not that cold, so why cover it? When I looked at Ian, he grinned.

 

“Because it seems empty.”

 

It didn’t seem very empty, but I naturally accepted his favor, wrapped the blanket a little more, and then looked at the painter. It suddenly started raining on the hill where the spring breeze was blowing. that’s interesting.

 

“There is climate change here too?”

 

“Because there is no one to manage it, it seems like it rains like this sometimes.”

 

“Does it rain sometimes? Does it only rain here?”

 

‘Yes.’ Ian answered briefly and then stared into the distance. The wind of silence swirled around and disappeared.

 

“Lawrence.”

 

I turned my head slightly when I heard a voice calling me. He was smiling.

 

“Thank you for coming.”

 

I opened my mouth to reply, but hesitated, not knowing what to say. His eyes were smiling, but something seemed confusing. A thought I had buried away suddenly came back to me. Would he be sad if I leave? I thought about asking, but then stopped. What could I say? Even if it’s a shame, it’s not like I could stay here any longer.

 

“It’s necessary. We are contracted partners.”

 

“…yes.”

 

His figure quietly nodding his head reflected the sunlight and shined white. I wondered if it’s something like this. Where was he hiding from me? And where was I? Silence came again. The dark clouds cleared. I didn’t know if the sun was setting faster than I thought, or because it was on a hill on top of a mountain, the sun was sinking quickly, but the sun that was visible up there was already moving down the ridge.

 

“Ian.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Can I ask you something?”

 

“Anything.”

 

Ian smiled. Just like he always did. I also smiled slightly.

 

“Why did you bring me here?”

 

I was curious. Was it simple gratitude that brought me to the family flower garden where no one can enter, or was it for another reason? No, more than that, what did this garden mean to him? Ian was silent for a moment, as if gathering his thoughts, and then softly opened his mouth.

 

“I just wanted to show you.”

 

“Here?”

 

“Yes. Look, isn’t it pretty? It’s a quiet, peaceful and warm flower garden that makes you feel at peace just by looking at it. Even though it’s raining right now.”

 

Ian smiled lowly, looked around, and then looked at me again.

 

“I wanted to show Lawrence something pretty like this. It was just my greed. And… we were also friends.”

 

“Excuse me?”

 

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