Chapter 2

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I was dumbfounded . I was amazed how a seven-year-old could confuse a human with a doll . For the first time, I doubted my brother's intelligence .

"You don't like it?"

"You don't seem to know the essence of the problem . Go over there and look at the wall with your arms up . Don't put your arms down unless I tell you to . "

First, I explained to my brother what was wrong with his actions . My brother gave me an incomprehensible look – No, Why? – but at the end of the lecture, he nodded . Well, I guess it's not serious . But I should have suspected the other possibility, not my brother's intelligence .

"Sister, sister . "

"What's wrong?"

"Do you like this doll?"

It was not long after that incident . This time, there was a butler, not a maid, who appeared before me, with their whole body tied and gagged . He looked at me with terrified eyes and struggled . Wait, hold on . What's going on here? I was slow on catching on . But I finally realized the situation .

'Last time you scolded me because you really didn't like the doll, right? So I changed the gender this time . '

I was speechless . What can I do to explain my feelings this time? My younger brother, who calls people dolls, pushed the tightly bound servant to me, and checked my reaction . He was pure, innocent and his eyes were clear .

"Why aren't you talking, Sister?"

"..."

"Do you not like it again?"

I finally realized the seriousness of the situation .

I threw away everything I was doing, and only focused on observing my brother . Before long, I was able to reach a conclusion .

I think he's a psychopath .

Or something like that . My brother's problem was simple . He couldn't tell the difference between people, things and animals at all . For this younger brother, except for his family, a person was no different from a toy or an ant in the yard .

"Sister, look at this!"

"What else?"

"Twin Puppets! What do you think?"

"Ha......twins this time, so let's hit you with both hands this time . "

I got through the secret of my birth, and now my brother is a psychopath . But I didn't take the issue seriously at the time . I got a few goosebumps, but that was all .

My brother was still young and could be disciplined . When my brother brought me a doll, I would tie him up, feed him honey chestnuts(?) and release him afterwards . The cycle of doing such a thing became increasingly dull, and doing it was hard . Yeah, not all psychopaths become killers anyway . My younger brother may get better as he gets older, and learn some common sense . But what an optimistic misjudgment that was .

I woke up to the real gravity of the situation in summer, at an old library .

"...Nonsense . "

The shock covered my whole body and I dropped the book .

"Is this a lie?"

Spring of Agrita, The New Girl . It was a book with that title . The book's setting was in this world, many people appeared in it, including me . Each had a role . The main character, villain, supporting actor, extra, etc . My brother was a villain and I was a supporting actor .

'How is this...?'

I couldn't determine if it was a coincidence or if it was real . The events described in the book were the same as reality . There was another reason why the book could not be ignored .

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