The man lounged on the long, colorful sofa, laughing slowly . His eyes were deep and transparent, like glass beads, and his hair a clear gray, reflecting the light .
His face looked like a prince from a myth or a storybook, he curled his eyes like a beast . The man said:
“Sister . ”
As I was throwing an old book in the fireplace as firewood, I replied with a sideways glance:
“Hmm?”
“Is there anything you want for your birthday that’s coming soon? Like anything you need . ”
He sounded like he would listen to anything I said . I was shocked for a moment and my words were unclear .
“Well…”
‘How about you don’t kill me, and let me live a long life?’
“Not really . ”
My real intentions were the same as that thought, but I couldn’t actually say that . ‘You thought I’d kill you? It’s sad . You made me feel bad . I’m dead . ’ The man would probably say that as an answer, in a lively tone .
“You never need anything . Just like when you hated it when I brought you dolls . ”
‘It’s because they weren’t dolls . You’re just crazy . ’ I laughed and ignored him . When he was young, he used to be so cheeky and mean, but not anymore . He grew up . I turned around in front of my grown-up brother .
“By the way, it’s your birthday right after my birthday, right?”
“Yes . ”
“18 years old, at last . ”
In this world, when you celebrate your 18th birthday, you will be recognized as an adult . My younger brother looked like an immature adult male when you see his face and physique, but it was only 15 days until he became an adult .
“Yeah . ”
I was waiting for that day . My brother’s coming-of-age and birthday party . It will be the first time that the heroine appears .
The heroine . Him . And a supporting role to make them shine . This world where it all exists is fiction . And on that fateful day, I will run away from here as soon as the heroine appears at the ball . I was lost in my imaginary escape plan . Then my brother smiled at me with a handsome face .
Sizzle .
The colorful old books that fell down before me and my brother burned as fuel for the fireplace . I wished for time to pass quicker .\n