Grandpa showed the photo album. He cried every ti he saw my grandma. I also saw photos of my mom.
There were many photos of mom, from her childhood until she was in high school.
I also saw photos of Lirole. She looked exactly the sa as mom.
My mom and Lirole both have ivory colored hair, Lier has the sa.
Imagine Das. How would you look if you had the sa hair color?
Hmm, not bad, but black is okay.
My LWO avatar is good too. White hair suits .
I can dye my hair white, but mom will surely kill .
"Hey"
"Yes, grandpa?"
"You see that bottle? Bring it here"
"That red bottle?"
"No. The small one beside it"
"The blue one?"
"Yeah, bring it here"
I got up and brought the bottle.
"Here" I said, giving him the bottle.
"Open it"
I opened the bottle.
Whoa!
It stinks.
What the hell is this?
The bottle looked so nice that I thought it would be so kind of perfu, but...
"What is this?"
"Drink it"
"Huh?"
"Gulp it down"
"But--"
"Not even a drop should be left"
"...."
I held my breath and drank everything.
What the hell is this?
My throat burns.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Not good"
"It was a deadly poison"
"...."
"If you move, it will spread faster"
"What is the aning of this?"
"Don't worry, I have the antidote"
"Why did you..."
My body feels so numb.
"We Edens have immunity to all kinds of poison. You must have it too"
"How can you be so sure?"
"In earlier tis, when the king had many children from many wives, this is how they decide who will be the new king"
"What if there is more than one who survived?"
"They fight, they duel. They try their best to kill each other, and the one who survives is the new king"
"What if no one survived?"
"That's sothing that has and will never happen"
"So this is a tradition?"
"Yes"
"I have to say that I am not fond of these traditions"
" neither, but we have to follow them"
"So, if I had a brother, I had to fight him?"
"We don't do that in this era"
"How much ti will it take?"
"Around three hours"
"So I have to sit here for three hours?"
"There is no way you can move"
"What if my blood is not immune to the poison?"
"I will give you this antidote" he said, showing the bottle which looked exactly the sa from the one I just drank.
"And what happens if I fail?"
"You won't get to be king, or that's how it is supposed to be, but who cares about traditions?"
"I don't"
"Good"
"Did you pass this trial?"
"I did. I still rember how much Layla cried that day"
If Elena was here, she would surely cry too.
Sa with Lier and Serah.
"Here" he gave the bottle and said, "If you can't bear the pain, drink the antidote"
"Hmm"
How do I tell him that I don't feel any pain.
My throat just burned for a while, and my body was numb for a while, but now, I feel good.
I stood up and gave him the bottle.
"How in the world..."
"What are you so surprised about, grandpa? I am your grandson, there is nothing I can't do"
I am pretty sure my system did it.
If Zero hadn't told about my system, I would have had an exact reaction like grandpa.
"Arthur, you have really grown"
"It's Das"
"Arthur is better"
"Call Das"
"Whatever"
He always calls Arthur.
I once asked him why he calls Arthur. He said that's the na he wanted to give , but my mom nad Das.
"Daulla!" grandpa yelled.
"Yes, my King?" Daulla said, opening the door.
Don't tell she was outside the whole ti!
"Teach him sword fighting"
"As you wish, my King"
"But grandpa, there is no need--"
"It's an order"
"...."
"You rember your martial arts training, right?"
"Of course I do"
I barely rember the basics.
"Good. You have to learn sword fighting before your coronation, you hear ?"
"Yes, grandpa"
"It's King"
"Yes, my King"
"You can go now"
"Yes, my king"
"Daulla. I leave him in your hands"
"Don't worry, my King. I will give him proper training"
"Don't do sothing weird"
"You want to go to eternal sleep, my King?"
"No thanks, I am good"
"Let's go, Lil Das"
We left grandpa's room.
"What did you two talk about?"
"Nothing much. He told how he t grandma, and we saw the photo album"
"So that's why his eyes were wet"
"Must be painful"
Daulla hugged from behind and said, "Yes, it's too painful. But the most painful thing is to see them die in front of your eyes"
"Dau...lla?"
"It's nothing. Just enjoy my breasts like you always did"
I shrugged her off after hearing that.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Don't do that again"
"You don't like them anymore?"
"It's n-not like that, but just don't do it"
"I see, you got a girlfriend so you don't need "
"It's not like that"
"Then what's its like?"
Dammit!
Even though she knows it...she wants to say it.
"I am grown up now, you shouldn't do it"
"I see, you are not interested in my old body"
"I said it's not like that"
"Then what?"
"It's embarrassing"
I could feel my face going red in embarrassnt as I said that.
Daulla hugged again, this ti from the front and said, "Your reactions are cute as always"
They are soft.
I want her to hug for...what the hell am I imagining!
I pushed her away.
I have known her since I was a kid. I have taken baths with her, slept with her, but I never saw her in that way.
I am getting more and more perverted.
I feel so guilty.
She is the sa age as my mother. She is like a mother to .
We were standing on the balcony, enjoying the view and the chilly breeze.
A sudden breeze ca from the right side. Daulla's hair waved in the air, so covered her face and so hit in the face. I could sll the scent of shampoo, and her perfu.
It was a beautiful sight. She really looked dazzling.
Dammit!
No one can ever believe she is the sa age as my mother. She looks in her twenties.
I think I will pass the thought of her being like my mother, and settle on big sister.
She is like a big sister to .
That's right! Only a big sister. Nothing...more.
"You were checking out, weren't you?"
"I-I wasn't"
"How do I look?"
"I said I wasn't checking on you"
She grabbed my face and said, "Then look at "
"...."
"I don't think I look ugly. I know I am old, but I don't look like one, do I?"
"You don't"
"Then say it, how do I look?"
"You look good"
"Look in the eyes and say it"
"You look good"
Dammit!
Why it has to be like this?!
I was staring at her face. My gaze automatically moved at her breasts.
They must be the sa size as Serah--huh?
Daulla noticed that I was looking, so she covered her chest.
What was that?
It was only for a brief mont, but I saw a scar on her...chest.
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