'Why does everyone keeps hitting me?' Peter asked himself when he got the slap from his sister. But that slap really hurt him even though it wasn't the physical pain. He knows he deserves that slap. Finally, his sister wrapped her hands tightly around him as if she feared losing him once again.
"It's alright! I won't die. This time I promise not to break the promise." Peter patted her head and spoke with deep love. He didn't promise to disappear. Because he will disappear. After all, he will enter the tower.
But until then, he will act as a proper big brother and try not to die. But his words weren't enough to reassure him. His sister didn't let him go. Fortunately, she didn't cry either.
"Aron, can you bring some food?" Peter turned his head at the butler and asked.
Hearing his words, Anne looked around and froze for a moment. She didn't until then but it seemed she was in the bar. She looked at her brother with confusion.