Since I've been the sister of these people

- Hisoka -

01.

Most things in this world are boring, even the woman who gave birth to me.

She is not the old man's only woman, but she is a sad existence who expects to be fully favored by her husband.

She placed high hopes on me and kept asking those old-fashioned tutors to teach me how to be a qualified family heir.

Tsk, this kind of thing is fine anyway, I don't care.

When I was three, she got pregnant again.

This time she gave birth to a girl, so I had an extra sister overnight.

To be honest, because the little thing looked like a wrinkled monkey when it was born, and the cry was so annoying, the little curiosity I had about her was also wiped out.

Soon, she was classified as a boring existence by me.

This kind of person doesn't matter at all in my world, but that woman must ask me to take good care of her.

So, I added a boring job to my boring life, that is, when the servant served this little thing to eat and drink, I sat on the sidelines and watched that guy's cheap crying.

Time passed little by little.

She has grown up, and although she is still as boring as before, at least she has a bit of the ladylike look that woman wanted.

I really don't know how the little thing endured it, being bound by rules and regulations without any freedom, but still being happy like a fool every day.

With such a limited life, only that guy can laugh.

I don't know why, but she seems to like my brother who is like a passer-by. Every day, she would secretly come to find me when the family teacher is changing shifts.

Every time I come here, I bring some things that little girls like to play, sometimes it is a flower rope, sometimes it is a feather shuttlecock. I really don’t know who gave her the illusion that I will play with her these boring things.

The guy, who was otherwise a mindless marionette, was hilariously obstinate about asking me to play.

I really don’t know how she slipped in from the servants’ eyes by wearing a heavy rococo, or how she jumped out of my window after the grass made a strange rustling noise, and jumped on me like a silver bell. With a crisp laugh, he said, "Brother has been caught!"

Even if the little thing is very well-behaved on the surface, there are always times when she is caught by her braids, and her messy things that she doesn't know where she got are searched out by the loyal servants around the woman——

She was beaten.

Our mother grabbed her long hair and slammed her against the wall.

Her forehead was broken, and blood flowed profusely, staining half of her face red.

The woman panicked and called for the doctor, crying and calling for the servants to carry her daughter to the bed.

Standing by the door, I couldn't help feeling a little ridiculous watching the people coming and going filling up the room of the little thing.

That woman blamed herself very much, but what she reflected on was nothing more than that she had acted harder this time. A pathetic existence like her, of course, would not understand the children who truly love her, and would not force them to live as she thought. .

The little thing's face has become a major concern for that woman day and night. Her daughter will marry those wealthy sons in the future. Usually, she will never do anything to her precious daughter's face. This time she is also mad because She would never have imagined that Claire, who had been educated by nobles since she was a child, would hide civilians in secret and play around.

After the doctor's treatment, Claire recovered without leaving any scars on her smooth forehead.

But this does not mean that the matter has been revealed. The little thing was very angry at the woman who threw away her cherished toy. Most of the time, she did not dare to resist this strict mother, but this time the incident Like a hot soldering iron, my younger sister, who has always only known obedience, suddenly became enlightened.

It's not just Claire, our mother is also terrified that her daughter can come into contact with these vulgar things. She has tried to insinuate the origin of those things to Claire, but they are all treated by the little things like Tai Chi. pushed back.

As time went by, the woman became impatient and couldn't help but tortured Claire loudly. The little thing was also very stubborn in his bones. Facing his mother's aggressiveness, he didn't say a word.

Such a rebellious attitude thoroughly annoyed that woman, and Claire was put under house arrest by her. Without her permission, no one was allowed to talk to Little Things.

When the little thing was asleep, I ran to peek at her a few times.

Dejectedly, she wrapped herself in the quilt, revealing only a mess of dull hair, like an ostrich that has encountered a major setback.

I tugged at that bunch of stupid hair in a funny way, and managed to wake this guy who had been out of touch with me for several days from his sleep.

To be honest, without her chattering around, the days would be more and more boring.

Her eyes were red, probably hiding in the quilt and crying secretly.

Seeing me, the little thing jumped into my arms with a "woo" and poured out all the grievances she had suffered these days.

I "tsk tut" twice, pulled the slug off my body, quickly stuffed it back into the quilt, and rolled it a few times, wrapping her into an ugly little dumpling.

Her eyes were pitifully exposed, and she was looking at me with aggrieved eyes.

I couldn't help rubbing her hair, feeling unexpectedly refreshed after feeling dull for several days.

In the days that followed, the woman conducted a thorough investigation and finally locked her target on the youngest daughter of the kitchen helper. I have no impression of this person, except that she seems to be a crazy girl with freckles on her face who likes to run around the garden.

The identity of the lady of the manor is like a big deal to the servants. Under her mother's intimidation, the little maid quickly admitted her friendship with the young lady, and she also found those unremarkable things for Claire.

Although our mother always appeared to be a lady, she was actually a mean person who did not treat the poor as human beings.

At the begging of the cook, she originally planned to drive the little maid away, but after being instigated by the "loyal servants" around her, she changed her mind and decided to kill this dead girl who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and give those who are still wishful thinking The servants who can establish a relationship with the master will be dismounted one by one.

That girl was publicly executed. The old servant beside Mrs. Manor beat her to death with a thick iron rod. The lower body of the little girl was already bloody by the hundredth blow. I stood surrounded by layers of After the crowd, watching her screaming in pain, but no one around was willing to stand up for her.

I am not a nosy person, she is worthless to me, so there is no need to save her.

Although at a certain moment, we seemed to look at each other, and she begged me for help, but I turned a blind eye to it.

Maybe I hesitated for a second, when I thought of Claire's ever bright smiling face.

Of course, this matter was carried out secretly without telling Kelier. A few days after the death of the little maid, the little thing was finally released, and the woman added tea art and flower arrangement classes for her. As for the fact that it was too late to find out that her friend had died because of her.

But it was just the brief calm before the storm.

She finally found out, and then, like a madman, she refused to eat and take those useless courses, she locked herself in the room, no matter how the woman tried her best, or threatened or begged, she remained indifferent.

I broke into her room like I did before.

She was curled up in a corner, her eyes were as empty as a delicate doll.

My heart throbbed uncontrollably, an emotion I had never felt before.

I walked towards her silently, but she never threw herself into my arms with eyes full of dependence.

"Let's run away."

I brushed away the broken hair blocking her eyes, and tried to speak to her in such a gentle tone for the first time.

In fact, this is an escape drama that has been planned for a long time, it's just... from a one-man show to two people.

I really don't understand why I brought Claire with me. In my world, people around me are divided into two types—toys and defective products.

But this sister who is related to me by blood doesn't seem to fit in any category.

She looked up at me, then quickly looked down.

"When Xi Ke died, did my brother see it?"

I was silent.

She didn't make any noise, just let out an "oh" in a daze.

I recalled the scene when the little maid died, and for the first time in my life, I felt that I seemed to have done something wrong... If I had saved her at that time, the little thing might not have been so sad.

Just as I was thinking about how to persuade her to leave with me, the fate of this family also came to an end.