CHAPTER 2

"...What is this?"

"To, to comfort you…"

"..."

"Are, are you alright brother?"

Dalia stuttered.

"…..Ha."

Then the plan is a success.

Don't pay attention to me!

"...The funeral is tomorrow."

Leaving only those words.

'...? Did I succeed?'

Hikan left.

'I need money.'

She's only 13 years old.

Next was Dalia. There were no tears.

"Oh, my poor lady...."

"I'm fine, nanny."

Instead, Dalia clasped the nanny's hand tightly.

It's obvious, she will fall ill.

"...As expected, one of us…"

"...then Julio…"

"... No. How can I take such a big position..."

Dalia glanced at Hikan.

'We're supposed to hold hands at times like this.'

If it's a naive sister.

Dalia knew she would stick to her purpose.

"Brother"

"..."

"Are you alright?"

"...Don't be childish, Dalia."

Hikan spat out coldly.

Dalia followed suit.

"What do you want to say?"

Hikan cut him off sharply.

'But Hikan is a transcendent.'

The other relatives also did not retreat easily.

However, if I continue being a hindrance to Hikan like this…

'Are you going to get rid of me?'

No way.

Dalia quickly grabbed Hikan's hem and hid behind him.

"I don't like anyone else coming to my family other than my brother."

"But my lady…"

"My brother is my guardian."

About to cry, she said firmly.

"And now it's my father's funeral. Can't you tell the time and the place?"

It was Dalia's victory.

'Huu, this is a load off my mind'

They'll come back soon, but for now, one crisis has passed.

"Dalia"

"Now it's really just the two of us."