The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke

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“…….
.”

I puts my nose near his neck and smells the scent of Ginga Minga whether it is a rose or not, and at some point he can lift himself.

“Oh, didn’t you sleep?”

Dietrich, who raised his upper body halfway, stared at me, frowning.

“get out.”

“I have to smell Dietrich,”

“…….
.”

he ignored me and picked up a raccoon doll and gave it to me.

bang!

  It was next that the door was closed right in front of me.

I was kicked out without income without revealing the identity of Aura.

Baal puts slippers on my little feet and kicks his tongue.

“Why are you kicking me out?”

“So why don’t you smell people, even though you’re not a dog?”

I saw people looking at me strangely while sniffing and churning through the palace to check for contaminated auras.

‘But what should I do with the surest smell!’

I pouted my mouth and made up my mind to look for the next opportunity.

 

 

However, the opportunity seldom came.  Apart from the frequent emptying of dahlias, Dietrich started to look at me in earnest.  At first, I was tired of holding him and asking why.

‘He have no feelings for me.’

It was more terrifying than saying that he was angry.

‘If he’s angry, whether he say he’s
angry.’

If not, did he just suddenly hate me?

When I think about it, my heart feels like that.  Even the brothers who were close when they were young often became uncomfortable after they all grew up, but we haven’t grown up yet.

‘I guess I didn’t find out what he was trying to do.’

I couldn’t find Dietrich anymore to avoid me.  I was hurt just by seeing the avoidance.

“It’s like eating with the family like this.”

It was Baal who tried to narrow down the awkward sense of distance between Dietrich and me.

I rubbed my hands and rolled my eyes as I looked at it, Baal, who looked at Dietrich’s gaze.

‘What are you doing.’

Dietrich began to eat with an insensitive face, as if he had little inspiration for the fine meal Baal prepared for him and me.

  I was offended by Dietrich, who kept disregarding me as I was, so I didn’t say anything first.

“Cough.”

Above the thin ice-like silence, the sound of a devil coughing.

  ‘I have to push my hand out even when I see Baal.’

“Cough, Cough.”

I was coughing, pouting my lips in the devil’s hypothetical effort.

Only then Dietrich looks at me instead of eating.

“Do you have a cold?”

“Dietrich.”

“Why.”

“Are you really mad at me?”

“No.”

It may have been unpleasant to go to his room my own, but I have been so many times.

While Dietrich wasn’t there, I called the kids together and messed up Dahlia, but I didn’t think I was worried about that.

“Where have you been? Euclid?”

“Yeah.”

“What did you do there?”

  “I took care of the traitor of LaGrange.”

“And what else did you do?”

  “You have a lot of questions.”

I was just trying to talk about it.  I glared at him at Dietrich’s Finnzan.  He slowly turned his head to see if he felt my gaze.

“Learn to hide your emotions.
Are you still begging like a kid?”

I didn’t even think to refute his dry words, so I bite my mouth back.

‘There is no way to say anything.’

“Then, I can tell me about me? I’ve gotten close to the other kids.
The names are Messlow, Riesling, Rosé, Dietrich are the kids You’ve seen before-”

“Marilyn.”

Dietrich didn’t listen to my words, so he called Marilyn, who was handing me a bowl of soup next to me.

As she bows her head to him, a chilling voice pours over her head.

“You haven’t taught Nissa an eating etiquette before?”

“I’m sorry.
Confucius.
She often eat alone.”

It was a warning that I couldn’t be polite and made a loud noise.  I opened my mouth amazed that Dietrich had shut my mouth in such a noble way.

“Just say it’s noisy.”

“……… .”

 

“You don’t even want to talk to me anymore?”

There is no reply.  I was stunned by his demeanor, snoring his nose, and then chewed the carrots that came with the meat.

Chew.

I chewed too hard because of the hotness.

At an instant, the gums feel tingly, and a fishy taste spreads in the mouth.  Marilyn screaming at her side as she tilted the dog, as it seemed to remind her of the old memories.

  “Huh.
Princess!”

‘Well.  It’s true, too,’

I woke up from my seat, covering my mouth with my palm.  It caught my eyes that the faces of the users, including Marilyn, turned white.

  “Princess! Blood! You’re bleeding!”