Is She Truly Sick?
Tia Alstreim's face was bright as she greeted Davis, her two hands holding the door's handles.
"Of course I would come. Did you think that I would renege on my words?"
Davis asked as he stepped forwards and reached out his hand as if he was going to grab Tia to punish her.
"Ah~ I didn't." Tia retreated with her nimble steps and replied, "However, the wait almost killed me!"
"Mhm? Do you love your big brother that much?" Davis teasingly raised his brows.
However, Tia's expression faded as a blush appeared on her face. She gritted her teeth as if she was angered before her lips moved.
"Stupid big brother! You're not supposed to ask this to a young maiden! And... I was j-just waiting for you for another matter, and you know it!~"
She spat her tongue out and turned around as if she had unfriended him.
Davis blinked at her exaggerated reaction but then recalled that she had just turned sixteen.