I Need Someone to Stop My Older Brothers - Chapter 5

   Episode 5

I walked slowly through the mansion and looked around. My original purpose was to explore the terrain, but when I looked around like this, all I could feel was admiration.

The mansion, which contained deep history, was itself a work of art, having a corridor stone, and there seemed to be nothing in vain.

‘He killed me and ended up living a very rich life. All I can see is a stupid wizard.’

I felt like my revenge for Pamel had gone up by about ten. I was able to run and talk to a lot of people while I was poking around the mansion like that.

Whether they already heard my story or they are just really kind, they all smiled softly and greeted me politely. Especially when I visited the kitchen, they gave me a lot of snacks as gifts.

‘So, the basket Marina gave me was overflowing.’

“I can never lift it with my body now. Good thing I handed the basket over to you,Hedin.”

A painting caught my interest while I was continuing my exploration, not exploration, while holding such a heavy basket.

It was a portrait of her father.

‘You’re much younger than I remember,’ the son of the Grand Duke.

I’ve already heard the story, but in fact, I didn’t feel the reality.

It’s because my father I remember is an ordinary rural farmer, but since the memory of my past life has returned, my identity as ‘Danae’ has become a little stronger than my life as ‘Dana’.

My life as Danae was longer, and what I experienced seemed to be so intense. Regardless of the problem, however, My Father in the portrait seemed to be a precious Confucius.

‘My Father is indeed the son of the Grand Duke.’

I am the Granddaughter of the Grand Duke. The fact that I was the granddaughter of Prince Ashinov came true.

While watching my father’s portrait, a distraction appeared from afar. He was a handsome man in a blond wall walking down the hall with a book, and he was my third brother on the family register.

He glanced at the picture in front of me and spoke to me in a convincing voice.

“What with that ridiculous look? Did you just walk around like that?”

“He looks so elegant.”

It’s the opposite. Even if there is no blood connection, is Ashinov still Ashinov? The bad guy is just like Pamel Gnome.

“But I couldn’t resist the sight of him dressed up in fancy clothes that fit me perfectly.”

“I thought it was sparkling when I first met Hedin.”

Cisse was much more sparkling than that, but I was walking around the mansion in a baggy dress and the slippers that didn’t even fit my feets and that’s how I couldn’t wear the pretty shoes Marina prepared.

“They’re just a little bit big but i can still wear it! “

“Yes, people call it ridiculous.”

“But no one said that.”

“Of course, who would say that to you in this mansion? Unless It’s me.”

Someone walked on his long legs and stood in front of me and looked at me with a frown.

“What’s up with the clothes you’ve prepared?”

“I really like this dress! “

“Weren’t you thirteen? I thought I had the right clothes for your age.”

“As you can see, I’m smaller than my age.”

When I raised my skinny arms, his face wrinkled even more.

(Tl:in this sentence idk y author use this world “시시”
It’s called shishie it’s a Chinese word…. Tff and it means “in fact, it is”, so basically she’s talking about his brother that his face got more wrinkled lol I’m still not sure abt the characters name but I’ll try to remember each of them ಥ‿ಥ)

“What were you actually eating at that time!?”

“I only eat some left overs from customers.”

“What? Leftovers from customers?”

“Didn’t you hear how I was?”

I glanced at Hedin and explained the situation to Cisse.

“Oh, my foster parents ran the restaurant. I worked there. So, the food left by the guests ············”

“No, I didn’t ask that.”

Cisse raised its hand and held back my words and pointed to its head.His face looking at me looked quite complicated.

“Hey.”

“Yes.”

“You’re really honest when you  answer.”

Cisse sighed and hugged me.

“Oh!”

The tender-looking guy was surprisingly strong. Even though I was held in one arm, there was no sign of difficulty at all.

As I blinked and looked at the market in amazement, he lightly flicked my forehead with his finger, perhaps noticing the meaning of my insolent eyes.

“You are having a hard time holding my straw like body isn’t it?”

“Who said…?”

“Your eyes said.”

He smiled as he sidestepped his gaze as he had nothing to say at the exact point.

“Let’s go. I can’t allow ‘my sister’ to walk around like this.’”

“Where are you going?”

“You’ll know when I tell you? You’ll find out when you get there.”

* * * *

Cisse has reached a huge, unknown room and dropped me off. Some pictures on the wall, in the middle.

It was a unique space with nothing but a sofa and a table. I sat side by side on a soft sofa and took out a snack in the basket.

Cisse was looking at me with a sour face with his arm resting on his armrest.

‘Why don’t you eat it too?’

I took out a cookie from the basket and slipped it in front of him.It was my least favorite almond cookie.

Knowing that, Hedin swallowed a laugh under his guile, but I pretended not to know his reaction and asked Cisse.

“Would you like some cookies?”

“No thanks. You should be the one who should eat,so eat a lot”

“It’s okay,There’s a lot.”

“You can eat it all.”

”Okay·······.”

“That’s too bad. It was an opportunity to pass over the taste I hated.”

When Cisse declined, I dropped my shoulders sullenly, Cisse scratched his hand and took almond cookies from me.

“Oh, my God,You can’t eat it.”

Cisse shook the cookies in one bite and began to chew them. behind Hedin laugh again!

When he burst into a grin disguised as saliva, Cisse glanced at him. His eyes were fierce enough to eat his opponent. It was Hedin’s turn to save me from drowning.

“But Cisse”

Cisse looked at me again when he heard  my voice.

“How old are you?”

I just came up with this question to change the subject, and I really thought about it.I realized I didn’t know about their age. Cisse also opened his mouth with a look of

“Didn’t you know that?”

“Didn’t I tell you? Me and Baratheon are eighteen years old. Lucas is 20 years old.  We were all adopted 10 years ago.”

“Eighteen?”

She’s only five years older than me, and Cisse looked completely adult. No, 18 is an adult.

In the Empire, there was no wonder that Cisse looked like an adult because of the coming-of-age ceremony at the age of eighteen.

“It’s a problem that I look too young.”

When I looked down at myself in a sense of shame, he patted me on my forehead with a frown.

“So eat a lot. You’re so Malnourished i almost seems that we’re trying to stop a distant girl and kill her.and i don’t want you to look like that.”

At the same time Cisse advised me so much, I felt a tumult outside.

“Oh, there you are.”

As Cisse began to wink, Hedin nodded and opened the door wide.

“What is it?”

A group of people flocked through a wide open door before i could properly grasp the situation. It was also a hanger full of clothes and a cart stacked with huge boxes.

With deft hand gestures, they put the hanger and the huge box in place. When I opened the box, it was full of stuff such as hats, shoes, and gloves.

On the table, a sketch of the dress design and a simple refreshment were quickly set. I watched the scene with my mouth wide open.It was so unrealistic that I thought,

“Is it a dream?”

However, I could hear the voice of Cisse from the side and see that this is the reality.

“Hey, wipe that saliva,and don’t make me embarrassed.”

As if Cisse was frustrating, I kicked my tongue and wiped the edges of my mouth with an elegant touch.People who must have come at the beck and to the call of  Cisse are dumbfounded for some reason.

“What are you looking at?”

Cisse quickly lifted its hand and looked at people with frowned eyes.

“What are you doing? Why aren’t you working properly?”

“Hahh, I’m doing it, young master,”

I blinked bewilderedly at the sight of people starting to move busily at the direction of Cisse. And when I saw him, I laughed. I even ended up raising  my chin.

“I told you,that I’ll teach you something very interesting.”

Excuse me, ‘what the hell does that mean?’