âWhy is it bad? I would have done the same. Donât cry. Itâs weird if you cry because⦠Iâll also cry.â
At that, I raised my head and looked at my brother. Not that it wasnât, but it was after my brotherâs eyes were also red.
ââ¦Cry?â
âDonât cry. And if you cry, youâll look ugly. I donât want to see you look ugly because you look just like me.â
Without realizing, I laughed out loud.
ââ¦Iâm not ugly.â
âYouâre ugly now. You used to be pretty.â
âAm I pretty?â
âAnyway, itâs nice to see you cry and laugh.â
My brother, who used to be sharp towards me all the time like a thorny plant, now looked at me with a comfortable expression.
âDonât cry.â
âYes, well thatâs a good idea. Anyway, I⦠I thought you lived a comfortable life. Uh⦠thatâs why I said bad things⦠Iâm sorry.â
Like a child of his age, my brother apologized to me as quickly as a fire cooling down.
The funny thing was that even though we lived far apart, my brother and I had a lot in common. Should I say it like it is now? Even if he behaved like a thorny hedgehog, he watched the eyes of his opponent.
âWe⦠you knowâ¦â
âHuh?â
âWe look very similar.â
âHonestly, I thought of that since I first saw you.â
I smiled at my brother, who also smiled.
âDonât keep getting angry. Why⦠are you apologizing?â
It looked silly. We looked the same and smiled at each other. But I didnât hate it.
âI have to apologize. I misunderstood you.â
We looked at each other for a long time.
Then a strange sound came from the quiet room.
I slowly turned my head to the sound of something groaning, or wherever the strange sound came from.
What we saw was the open door while we were excited, screaming and crying.
It was my father and naughty brother, who were sticking their heads through the door.
ââ¦What are you doing there?â
âOh, nothing. Just closing the door.â
Thatâs what he said, but Dad poked his head out again and didnât even think of closing the door. I wondered how long they were going to be like that, so I looked at him for a long time without saying a word.
âAre you going to closeâ¦?â
âYes.â
âYes, thatâs right. But Bebe⦠should I leave it open this much just in case it might be dangerous? Even if heâs Bebeâs brotherâ¦â
âYouâre a man! No oneâs the older brother but me!â
âJust for a momentâ¦â
Before I could stop him, my naughty brother came inside. My brother, who came gushing in like a fighting bull, shook his dark blue hair from side to side and faced my twin brother.
âI canât accept it.â
âI didnât ask you to accept it.â
My twin brotherâs result was way beyond expectations.
âOh really?â
âYes.â
My twin brother, who had a distinctly different aura than before, looked at the scoundrel, who quietly faced my twin.
ââ¦â
Maybe he felt something strange going on, but eventually my father came inside.
âSo Allen, didnât I tell you not to go in?â
âYou opened the door a bit because you were so nervous you would fall inside.â
I looked up at the unexpected words and made eye contact with my father. My dad, who had always been confident, turned a little dark. Dad, who was always as resolute as a large stone, now looked like a pudding with a stony-like appearance.
âI never did that.â
âDad!â
The colt screamed in great embarrassment, but my father stroked his head with a nonchalant expression.
âI get it, How much do you care for your sibling?â
âI care for my sibling, butâ¦!â
âSo is the talk over, Bebe?â
Dad came closer and leaned towards me.
âMaybe that guy did something else⦠Maybe he made you cry.â
âIt wasnât my brother who cried. I cried.â
ââ¦Hmm.â
Meanwhile, my fatherâs gaze naturally turned to my brother.
When the situation felt similar to the previous one, my heart pounded. I was afraid my brother would react again.
âW-Wait.â
But the atmosphere was different.
âWhat I was about to say⦠Iâll tell you. I⦠I remember my motherâs end.â
They all hardened like stones at the unexpected story. He said he remembered the end of my real mom, the end of the Grand Duchess, which no one knew.
I couldnât help but look at my brother with a surprised face.
âY-Yes⦠So how did it happen?â
âMy mother was still locked up⦠with me. My mom and I were in a dark prison. And that day, my mom was killed.â
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