After dinner

After dinner, the two brothers took each other out for a walk. For some reason BerinKeag told me to tie my hair into two braids. Afraid to die, just like a child. Not to mention the age in my previous life, now I'm almost seventeen and I'm still too young to have this hairstyle. Pulling his sleeve, I asked.

“BerinKeag… do you like… twintails?”

(Arggg why can't I look him straight in the face when I ask him that!? That's my brother!!)

“This is one of my plans to confirm the information.”

"Information? So you don't like me with this hairstyle?"

“What's with that disappointed face? Do you think I'll like you in a boyish way?"

“N..k..no, there's no such thing. Don't look at me anymore."

I don't make a disappointed face, definitely not. If so, it's just that he doesn't call me pretty or cute, and that sort of thing.

On the way, my brother always looked behind me when he pretended to stroke my hair. That action set is also part of the plan or because the second brother likes this hairstyle
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