A boy with wheat blonde hair walked up the stairs.

His footsteps that stepped on the stairs looked steady, indicating that he knew where he was going.

Heart-shaped black box, with a darker black band tied in the middle.

was the object that the boy carefully grasped, using his two little hands as he climbed the stairs.

there was a gleam of joy, along with a touch of enthusiasm that enveloped his eyes.

The nine year old child had a handsome face with a childish touch, but his unique and attractive eye also showed that he had Valerie's blood in his veins.

and now there was a smile full of love sick resting on his face, but since his face still looked like a child's, he just looked like a little angel with a sweet smile that came straight out of a painting.

'Hehe~ I hope my big sister likes this gift of mine'

Alexil hummed in his heart as he walked through the hall, until he stopped at a door with a pitch black color with a knocker on it.

His heart was beating fast, and his breathing became a little heavy because he was nervous when he saw the door of his sister's room.

Alexil soon frowned, and gritted his teeth as he recalled the many letters of proposal to his beautiful sister.

'why are there so many insects approaching my Sister?!'

He took a deep breath, held it in and exhaled out.

one of his hands grabbed the knocker and knocked twice on the door, and the other held the black heart-shaped box.

He forced himself to calm down, then let out his sweet smile, and activated the aura of a jolly child.

"Sister!, it's me! may I come in?"

"..................."

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No answer was heard from the other side of the door in front of the boy.

Only the silence that sounded very loud.

thump-thump

the sound of his beating heart being the only sound that filled his head, and the life in his eyes disappeared in an instant like a dead man.

The aura around the boy grew cold, and felt gripping.

tap, tap

"Ah, young master-?!"

A servant stepped on the last step and arrived at the floor that had Camilia's room, while carrying a pile of towels on a tray.

This servant who was delivering towels to his master's room, and after arriving at his destination saw the little brother of his master.

The correct response would of course be to greet the master's family politely, and respectfully, right?

But just as this servant was about to lower his head after calling out to him, he could only gasp after making contact with his young master.

His two eyes that looked like the eyes of the dead stared straight into the servant's eyes, making his pupils tremble at the sight of the two different colored eyes staring at him.

His gaze that seemed to see an inanimate object was directed straight at him.

And instantly made him feel unable to breathe, all the blood in his body seemed to freeze making him unable to move.

He was transfixed with both hands still holding the tray and trembling legs, plus the aura emanating from the nine year old made it hard to breathe.

The servant's face had been staring at the floor for a long time.

The sound of silent footsteps made by the wheat blonde boy was loud in the silence, causing the servant's body to tremble even more and he quickly closed his eyes tightly.

th

He stopped right in front of the servant, only a step away.

"hey."

"....."

there was no answer, the servant just kept his eyes shut tightly.

"You know that it's impolite not to look the other person in the eye, right?..."

asked the boy which was clearly an order to open his eyes and take a look, to which he obviously had no choice but to obey.

The nine year old boy who was still shorter than the servant, even though he had long ago lowered his body instinctively from feeling afraid and threatened.

Had to see those two dead eyes' direct gazes again up close after opening their eyes again.

"Where is my older sister now?..."

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Thin lips with blood red color closed in annoyance, a pair of pale red eyes glued to one of the many proposal letters that came for her.

A black bathrobe was wrapped over her wet body after bathing, and the red cloth strap of the bathrobe wrapped around the charming woman's waist.

Her long, dark black hair that was sticking together as a result of being still wet looked messy, but also gave off a voluptuous impression.

Her brows were slightly furrowed making a frown appear on her beautiful face when she looked at the photo of a familiar looking man, but the reason for that familiarity was not pleasant in her memory.

Her lips moved, and her mouth opened.

"Isn't he one of those people who sneaked into my room, to flirt.

what is this...?My responsibility for what...?"

It's just that the content is very strange.

The content of this proposal is like a joke, because it asks Camilia to marry the man in the photo or at least make him Camilia's mistress.

Her lips began to tremble from holding back the ridicule from escaping, and her eyes narrowed even further as she stared at the continuation of the contents.

The hand grip on the letter of proposal tightened.

We don't mind even if Miss Valerie wants to make our son, your hundredth Mistress.

But we hope that you will give us a million dollars as a dowry, and after that we will completely disengage from our son, and also the second young master of srell family. /

"Isn't this the same thing, as they want to sell their son to me for a million dollars?"

"Looks like they didn't mean to beat around the bush at all, and made their point very clear."

Cleora began to speak in a disgusted voice, while fixing her glasses due to stress.

She continued speaking

"How can they say that they will sell their son like nothing, and with no burden at all...."

And close her mouth.

'So shameless'

Cleora frowned and her eyes fell on the letter in her master's hand.

but not for long.

!

Camilia rips the letter in her hand.

The torn paper immediately fell to the floor.

"Absolutely bullshit coming from a bunch of lunatics"

A satisfied smile appeared on Cleora's face.

"Cleora."

Call Camilia.

"Yes, miss?"

"You know what to do, don't you?"

Camilia said without looking at Cleora, while walking forward towards the stairs.

"You don't have to worry, Miss."

Cleora immediately answered without the slightest bit of hesitation.

"Sure, I'll leave it to you then."

Camilia replied with a chuckle as she continued walking.

So Camilia didn't see Cleora's dead eyes, staring intently at the piece of paper lying on the floor.

a murmur escaped the girl's mouth.

"Should I just finish off the Srell family?. Hmm, No one going to miss them anyway..."

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After getting out of the hands of the maids who prepared her for bed = drying, combing her hair, and asking (forcing) to wear the nightgown of the maids' choice.

Camilia entered her room.

A girl with dark black hair was in a room where the lights were deliberately turned off, where in the darkness her unique pale red eyes now looked neon pink.

Her eyes fell on the black heart-shaped box on her desk, and she read the small print on the box.

|To my dear sister, I hope this is to your liking.

From the only one, your little brother. Hope you like it.|

Her sleeves that were wrapped in a light cream-white nightgown went to the black box, and opened it.

She has a small smirk on her pretty face while looking inside of the box

"Gosh. My sweet little brother, seems to have a good pick talent huh?”

She then closed the box again, and put it in a special jewelry cabinet.

Then she walked over to her bed and lay down on it.

"Finally"

She muttered, while closing her eyes.

She then fell into a deep sleep.

For a person as busy as herself that's natural isn't it?, the problem is….. she

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Somewhere that looks weird.

Not for anything, it's just that it looks like an upside-down room in gray and white.

The ceiling used to have a chandelier, but now there's a bed instead.

On the bed lay a charming woman with long dark black hair, who was asleep without any sign of being easily awakened.

Camilia who had many enemies and people who wanted to kill her, naturally trained her body to have a quick reaction.

And that low voice immediately woke her up, and she immediately got into a fighting stance.

However she immediately flinched, and calmed her body while looking around and also above her head.

The whole place, which was in gray and white, was upside down.

And there was a large figure in the middle of the place, its body was covered in a thick black colored mist, where next to that figure was a large scythe.

Then she looked down, and saw her body and the clothes she was wearing.

Which was still the same one she wore to sleep.

She raised her head and looked around once more.

'Did I take poison today? no.

So now I'm hallucinating? I don't think that's the case either.'

Se couldn't help the question running through her head.

"I'm dead, aren't I?"

She muttered as she tilted her head to the side,

with a nonchalant face.