I Became the Wrong Race

180 – Siblings (1)

It wasn’t long ago that Yoon Se-jin, now commonly called Llewelyn, found out about his older sister’s love

She believes herself that she is very perceptive and that she notices many things by signs, even if they do not happen right in front of her eyes.

In reality, Yoon Se-jin wasn’t that keen on her senses. She could actually say the opposite.

Even though she is not as popular as that friend, she is popular in her own right, but the reason she has never been able to date is because she was kept in check by her older sister.

The main thing about her was her lack of tact, her gentleness, and her steadfast, weed-like mentality.

So Llewellyn only recently learned of her sister’s feelings.

If it were a normal sibling, she would have revealed her disgust there or taken the path of corruption.

Sejin Yoon was her orphan. It was her older sister who gave her home education.

Would she have taught her that it was strange for her family to do this?

Of course it couldn’t be that way. So even when Sejin Yoon was in the 6th grade of elementary school, she took a bath with her older sister.

It was a benefit to her because she could save money on water bills.

As a result, there were things that Llewellyn realized only now, after a long time had passed.

Things like, maybe it’s been longer than I thought that my sister had been showing off that she liked me.

After Llewell Lin’s worries and agony, it was natural that she eventually threw her fastball.

It felt more like she was finally asking because she always preferred direct solutions.

But Lucilla was embarrassed because she didn’t know that.

That now? You know everything anyway?

But she wasn’t embarrassed. My nature is far from panicking, and it’s also something I’ve been waiting for for a long time.

She calmly took Llewellyn and returned.

She asked for a new room in case the returning Ortemili or God might disturb her.

A room with a large bed. Llewelyn was slightly intimidated by the possibility, and Lucilla became curious after reading her sister’s expression of hers.

What Llewelyn feared did not happen. At least for now.

But Llewelyn, on the other hand, was not confident.

If my sister wants that and pushes for it.

I wonder if she can really refuse that.

Llewellyn calmly contemplated within herself and knew that she probably couldn’t say no.

Because Llewellyn and Yoon Se-jin felt indebted to Yoon Se-ah.

She took care of him all his life her her her her. By going to factories, restaurants, and all kinds of places, he kept Yoon Se-jin from going to the orphanage and made sure he had everything he needed.

Although there were still some shortcomings, Llewelyn was a person who knew shame.

More than anything, she didn’t want to say those things to her older sister, who was so kind and devoted.

So, if Llewellyn asks for something like that in return for raising my sister.

She knew she had no choice but to accept.

Maybe, you might enjoy it.

When she was in middle school, when her desires were at their peak, she might have actively wanted it.

The more she thought about it, the worse Llewellyn’s expression got on her mind, and Lucilla noticed it as she sat across from Llewelyn.

A long silence followed. The long and terrible silence that followed from the time Llewelyn first spoke her words.

Such silence naturally called for thoughts, and thoughts called for other thoughts and grew in size.

Llewellyn knew very well what such overabundant thoughts could cause.

Conflicts that arise due to lack of understanding and understanding of each other.

What lies at the end is the breakdown of the relationship. Llewellyn opened her mouth with a deep breath.

“I’ll ask again.”

Although her eyes looked a little fearful, Llewelyn did not hesitate.

“Does my sister like me?”

Lucilla hesitated to answer for a moment, but then she answered.

“Yes, yes.”

“I like him because he’s my younger brother, not because of family love or anything like that…” ” .”

“Because I like it, yes. “I like it.”

She picks up her words without any hesitation and smiles at first glance. She seemed indescribably happy that she had spit it out with her own mouth.

Llewelyn felt like she wanted to sigh, but at the same time she was surprised that she didn’t think much of anything.

Is it because she was an orphan who received no home education? Instead of lamenting, Llewelyn thought.

‘Why on earth does my sister like me?’

“The reason is… Actually, I don’t know either.”

They said that, but we both knew it was a lie.

Lucilla had an idea, to some extent, where her love came from, even if she wasn’t sure.

When she was Yoon Se-ah, when her family abandoned her and she was left alone with Yoon Se-jin.

She felt responsible. Yoon Se-ah, who grew up to be kind and caring, had the mental strength to bear that level of responsibility.

But that alone wasn’t enough. She knew that Yoon Se-ah wasn’t in an environment she could endure because she didn’t love her younger brother like that.

I knew that by holding on for her brother, she had created a reason to hold on.

But humans are such creatures. Even if the feelings you embrace are false, they become real if you embrace them for a long time.

Yoon Se-ah has been in love with her younger brother for some time.

Her her false determination her her to do anything for her her brother her she became real, and her her love her her for her her brother her she also became true.

Maybe it’s because whenever she sees her younger brother, she can still think of happier times.

However, Lucilla did not necessarily mention that reason in her mouth. It’s too cruel, it’s too old, and it was only the first opportunity.

There was a different, trivial reason.

Yoon Se-ah remembers the little child she followed, whom she called her older sister.

She remembers the kind child who would welcome her with a smile when she returned, and who would gladly share her portion with her sister even when it was time to eat.

No matter how difficult it is, no matter how irritated she is, she knows that small, warm embrace that is willing to come and hug her.

Work is hard, and I hate my parents who left.

She also cried with bated breath as she pessimistically lived a life that was unforgivable, miserable, miserable, and with no future in sight.

She knew the kind child who wiped her sister’s face to stop her from crying, held her and helped her fall asleep.

Even though she can’t learn and has never experienced happy times.

She was a child who knew how to cherish and love her sister.

Yoon Se-ah had no choice but to love her younger brother. So the questions that came to mind disappeared behind her.

Would Yoon Se-ah’s life be better without Yoon Se-jin?

It can’t be.

Rather, she thought she was happy because she had Yoon Se-jin.

I thought I owed all that happiness to my younger brother.

Strangely enough, the siblings felt indebted to each other.

So, deep down, Lucilla was ready to accept even if one day her brother asked me to do something out of the ordinary.

It was like that when Yoon Se-jin was still in middle school.

After that, she realized that the opportunity for Yoon Se-jin had passed and she had stabilized after puberty.

The opportunity came back and forth until now. The siblings faced each other.

“Okay then.”

“I like you. Just because Sejin is Sejin… Even if it’s her younger brother her her…”

As she speaks, her face naturally turns red. My eyes feel a little hot.

She felt like something was going to happen, so she closed her eyes and when she opened them, there was a hand coming towards her.

As the hand gently touched Yoon Se-ah’s cheek her, the corner of Lucilla’s mouth made her tremble slightly.

“What do you want to do?”

She asks as their eyes meet. The question is cruel, but it is also a fate that must be faced.

So Yoon Se-ah was worried.

“Sejin, what do you want to do?”

A slightly muffled voice. Llewelyn answered desperately even as her heart weakened.

“Well.”

“Goals and how I want to live.”

“First of all, we have to do something about Netel, and we also have to do something about the Empire… “I just want to live happily.”

It’s a vague answer. But that’s why it’s a good goal to look at from afar.

“I think I might get some information from the God of Dreams and go visit the gods. It would be nice if we could become colleagues, but even if we don’t—”

“Me?”

Llewelyn’s eyes meet Lucilla’s.

Llewellyn retraced his footsteps once again.

After losing my sister, I indulged in the games she enjoyed.

She tried to understand her sister.

She did not complain.

Is there any reason to resent it? It’s my sister. I really like this older sister.

So, when I woke up in the unfamiliar land of Netel, in the fortress of the three clans.

I was relieved. I am happy and happy just with the possibility that my sister may not have abandoned me, and the faint hope that my sister is waiting for me in this world.

So I was able to endure.

So she called herself Llewelyn, after Lou Silla.

Llewelyn admitted that she wanted it.

“What do you want me to do?”

“… “I want to live happily with my sister.”

Lucilla’s expression brightened, but then she stopped. She knew that they meant different things.

“How do you want to live, sister?”

Nevertheless, Llewelyn asked her sister.

How does she want to live?

Also, what do you want to do?

Lucilla couldn’t answer that question quickly.

After hesitating, choosing, and thinking about the answer.

“I want to be included in your happy life.”

It was a difficult story to accept. It’s a story that even Llewellyn can’t readily answer.

The story behind it was something even the clueless Llewelyn could know.

As Llewelyn was conflicted and hesitant again, Lucilla knew that this time it was time for her to step forward.

“No?”

“… “It’s not possible.”

I knew it. Lucilla knew her sister her her her well. She knows her as well as her brother her her her.

It seemed to both of us that if pushed, we wouldn’t be able to resist. Lucilla suddenly pulled up a chair and faced Llewelyn.

Her knees touched her. It seemed as if a warm sensation was rising.

The outstretched hands overlap her. Gently brushing her hands together, Lucilla met Llewelyn’s eyes.

Llewellyn tried not to be conscious of her sister’s hand her on her her leg her her her.

“You’re not going to ask about my happiness?”

It’s a rare way of speaking. A tone of voice that weakens the heart.

Llewellyn’s complex emotions were swirling beneath her wildly beating heart.

“My sister’s happiness…”

“Being with Sejin.”

Something that even Lucilla would feel guilty saying. Llewellyn closed her eyes as she felt her stomach boil and her blood rush.

When she opened her closed eyes, Lucilla was within touching distance of her nose.

Her eyes her her her met. Llewelyn was clearly reflected in Lucilla’s gray eyes.

“Sejin, what do you think of your sister?”

I felt my breath. There was something sweet and familiar, a woman’s unique scent.

A scent that made Yoon Se-jin suffer and lust throughout her middle school years.

Yoon Se-ah well remembered how every summer in middle school, her face would turn red and she would often disappear into the bathroom, covering her face.

So she took her last step.

“Do you want to find out?”

Even the gentle questions were sister-like.

Because he is kind and careful.

Llewelyn couldn’t even answer.

She just quietly closed her eyes and felt her body heat approaching.