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Chapter 10 : They said friends look alike

"I've never kissed Anastasha on the back of her hand! You...!"

My brother looked at Mikhail with a very unfair face.

"...you didn't tell me."

"Even if I didn't! You shouldn't have touched someone else's sister like that."

"It was Damian who told me to be polite... ."

Mikhail also faced older brother with an unfair face.

As an observer, I was just amazed.

'How can you act like a child like that... .'

For some reason, he was a person who didn't seem to be so embarrassed, let alone shouting loudly.

There were times when I thought that the words calm and righteousness were made for him.

The first hand kiss in front of such a rare scene was nothing.

I'm still a baby anyway.

'You don't count when you're a baby.'

Usually you don't even remember.

Mikhail is still young - six years younger than older brother. It seemed like her birthday was February - After around ten years, there is a possibility that it will be completely forgotten.

Anyway, the quarrel between Mikhail and older brother brother didn't last long.

Basically, I have to say that neither of them are of that age.

'My older sister is about that age.'

Frankly, it was rather fortunate that they were not childlike.

Because I'm the least childish.

It was only after Mikhail was strongly warned by older brother that physical contact was prohibited before he was allowed to come close to me again.

He made eye contact with me, lying down halfway.

"It's amazing. It's too small."

Mikhail muttered as if she were seeing a new creature.

"Our youngest, don't touch her carelessly."

"I said I won't."

Mikhail looked at her brother in a tired tone and turned to me again.

"It's really small."

I know it's small, so can you stop telling me?

He looked at me, supporting his chin with both his hands.

Purple eyes filled with curiosity towards me.

So I looked at Mikhail the same way.

There was something I wanted to know anyway.

But...

'I don't know. It's been 2,000 years, but it's harder to remember.'

If it was that impressive, you would have immediately remembered who it was when I felt 'longing' in the first place.

I decided to leave it alone first.

Anyway, up until now, the important things were always remembered when the time came.

Mikhail continued to observe, I first got tired so I turned my head away.

"Wow, you're moving your head, too."

Then it moves, do I look like a doll or a statue?

"Baby, can you stand up? You're moving your hands? Look here."