Chapter 1 Part4 (2/2)

— But, now that I reht student, let alone a genius As for why, it was because the education I was learning was pretty different froed to learn this world’s language, which was Cheval, even now I still had a hard tiuess it’s probably like a japanese grade schooler learning hiragana

Incidentally, I was now starting quietly on the embroidery that had been set as my homework Even in this world, there was a home economics subject

Maybe because I was doing it while la on hoouldn’t die even if I couldn’t sew, I ended up carelessly pricking er on the needle The white handkerchief was now stained red in several places That’s okay, I still had a lot of spare handkerchiefs

When I’d pricked er with the needle for the third tiusted expression

「 I don’t want to call someone that clumsy ‘sister’」

「 Oh, shuddup」

I bluntly retorted at Sylt’s comment

I get the feeling that I was deviating from my mask of a 「kind older sister」 soination I’d like to think being able to bicker like this was proof that Sylt was getting used to our farowing less reserved with each other… I guess?

Licking the index finger on my left hand that had been pricked by the needle, I tossed the handkerchief away

「I’ a short break」

「Go disinfect your hand properly If it ends up filled with stab wounds or so to pity you」

「 Yeah, yeah」

I wonder if he was sort of worried about er up

【Name】

Sylt Belmonte (male)

【Favourable Rating】

-22

【Age】

9 years old

【Height】

120cm

【Notes】

A young boy as left in the care of the Akseli orphanage ever since he was little

He was later taken into the custody of the Belmonte house and became their adopted son

He is set to attend a local school

【Favourite Food】

Pumpkins, mushrooms, potato

【Detested Food】

Carrots

【Weakness】

Dogs

…It seems I wasn’t able to escape fro I wonder whether ere getting along even with this?

As I stared hard at Sylt, his face twisted into a frown

「 What? Hurry up and go」

With that said, Sylt sent me away dismissively with a “shoo shoo” I could only feel like I was hated

I escaped reality for a while under the guise of a break while picking up a snack and disinfecting my hand

When I came back to the saloon to resume my homework, ready to stitch with my left hand, the bloodstained handkerchief that I’d tossed on the table earlier was gone In its place, was a pure white handkerchief that was half-embroidered with flowers It had been embroidered up to the point where I’d stopped

「Sylt, did so happen? 」

「Not really」

He was reading the textbook still turned away from me

I stared hard at the handkerchief, but nothat I could’ve possibly made

The flowers that I aps and the stitches had also been all over the place But the flowers in this one had seams that were sown uniformly at even intervals

「 This embroidery…is pretty well-done, or rather, it’s like someone with some serious OCD made it」

「…… 」

With an offended look, Sylt snatched the handkerchief I was holding and threw a handkerchief speckled with blood atauntlet was thrown

「I’ back to my room」

Sylt sto the textbook Leaving me with a bloodstain covered handkerchief overin surprise behind him