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10. I didn't know that was possible.\n\n"Christopher, this is Elizabeth. She's going to be your sister now."\n\n\nI thought he was going to be angry, but he wasn't. He called me up and told me that our family was going to grow.\n\nI nodded yes and no, thinking he was going to get a dog or something, but I was surprised when he introduced me to a boy as if it was a matter of course.\n\nI stared at the smiling face of my father.\n\n"No way, father, illegitimate son...."\n\n"Elizabeth."\n\nWhat I was thinking seemed to have escaped my mouth, and he called me in a voice filled with anger.\n\n"It's Christopher. He's a distant cousin of yours, and for some reason, we've decided to adopt a child. He will be your younger brother."\n\nA large palm gently pushed me back and a frightened looking boy stood in front of me.\n\nHe has fluffy strawberry blonde hair, big eyes that seem to overflow even when he's tilting his face down, and a honey-colored lake of moisture. His eyelashes are so long that I thought they were extensions.\n \nHis skin is also translucent white. Her arms and legs are thin, and he is much smaller than me in height, making him look frail.\n\nIf we stood side by side, I would probably look like a man and he would look like a girl.\n \nThe boy who called me Christopher glanced up at me and then fell flat on his face without saying a word.\n\nYes. The boy was called Christopher.\n\nThe more I looked at him, the more I thought, "Is there such a thing?"\n\nI knew him.\n \nHe, Christopher, is one of the targets in Royal LOVERS.\n\nHe introduces himself to the protagonist as follows. "I'm Chris." \n \nIt's just Chris....\n \nHe has a complicated family situation, and doesn't want to give his family name. Only his name was listed in the character introduction.\n\nI think his real name came up a few times in his route, but I couldn't remember.... the details.\n \nEven if I had remembered, I didn't even know Elizabeth's last name until I was born again. There was no way I would have noticed.\n \nHow could I have known that his last name was the same as mine?\n \nI couldn't have known that he was my brother.\n\nThere was no way I could have known.\n\n\n***\n\n\n\n