I Was Kidnapped by My Rich Older Sister

24 – With Lancia

Cranky, I shook my head at the raucous noise coming from the living room.

Today is an important day if it’s important, the day I promised to go on a date with Lancia.

At the time of the proposal, there was talk of going to an amusement park, but due to Doona’s annoyance, it was canceled.

She is 27 years old and what she is doing to her sister who is 5 years younger than her self. Since the cause is related to me, no matter what I say, it’s like raising work, so it seems that the two of them have reached an amicable agreement in the end.

I couldn’t hear it because I was rolling around holding the game console in the middle.

“Mister, can’t you come out yet?”

“Okay.”

“Really, really!”

“Do you understand?”

In response to Lancia’s voice running outside, she laughed.

It seems that a day like this will come to us who struggled only to catch the demon king. In the past, I couldn’t have imagined a situation like this.

“hehehehe~! Can’t I be surprised later?”

“Okay, hurry up and get ready and call me.”

“Yes!”

Unknowingly, a smile came to my lips at the voice that was more lively than ever.

Yes, our Lancia is in such a good mood, but I should also stop thinking about these silly things and do what I have to do.

I looked down at Doona, who was leaning back in my arms and wriggling her smart phone with her fierce face.

Yeah, it’s urgent to get rid of this immature lady first.

“So why is Doona here?”

“The two of you are going on a date soon, leaving me alone. I should get something too, right?”

Does that mean that I have to accept her foolishness?

“So you’re going to stay with me like this?”

“Yes!”

“Really?”

“hehehehe.”

The sound of foolish laughter tickled my ears. Every time she laughs, the trembling of her body is transmitted to me as it is, so it must be because of my mood that I feel more stupid.

But I’m giving it, so there’s something to be received.

“Dan!”

“Huh?!”

The beginning of negotiations is to take the initiative.

As if startled by me for suddenly making a loud noise, I calmly look at Doona, who jumps up and down.

“Don’t tail us.”

“Uh, how…”

“You really didn’t think I wouldn’t know, did you?”

“Hick?!”

It’s your behavior pattern, it’s almost obvious. To the subject of being jealous and greedy, Lancia is forcibly enduring it every day while imitating an adult who can’t even say that she is a partner.

I want you to start by correcting that way of thinking that becomes simpler when you are related to me.

“Did Lancia notice?”

“Don’t make fun of me!”

“You think I’m kidding you?”

“Ugh, ah… No.”

It’s true that you’re kidding.

If Lancia noticed, she would have tried to send her Doona to the land of her dreams with her divine powers and divine arts, instead of preparing for her date so frantically.

Physically…

“Let’s stay home, huh?”

“Hey.”

At my firm response, Doona ended up crying.

Burying her face in my arms, dragging my empty hand and starting to rub it was so natural that I inadvertently allowed it.

But it seems like the only thing that increases as the days go by are childishness and tears. Yeah, it looks a lot better now than holding a sword and blaspheming to kill monsters.

Without saying a word, I patted her belly with her opposite hand, which was not held by her doona.

It is my own way to comfort myself. It reminds me of a country grandmother comforting her grandchildren who are sick to their stomachs, but since no one else is watching, it probably doesn’t matter.

Smart.

“Mister, please come out!”

“I’m leaving.”

Lancia called me outside.

You don’t forget to knock. You’re still very considerate. I removed her hand from patting her Doona’s stomach and tapped her forehead, who was still crying.

“How long will I cry, Lancia is calling me.”

“I’m confident that I won’t be found out. I’ll go after you secretly without anyone knowing. Yes?”

Is that what you mean?

“Mister, hurry up!”

“Wait a minute.”

Answering Lancia who urged me on, I put her hand on her forehead.

“Do you wear a necklace so that you can’t chase me at all?”

“It’s too much.”

I also didn’t wear it because I thought it would make me feel weird, but stalking crossed the line. After all, it’s clear that Doona is more crazy than Lancia.

I didn’t want to double check it this way.

“Still, Lancia is her first date, so please wait for Lancia.”

“Hey, even though he’s an unemployed person who rolls around with only Lancia in his arms every day.”

He also often rolls around holding Lancia, and he is also oily.

“Then make an ID card. They only make Lancia and not me.”

“I don’t like it! I don’t have any ID for Solaseado?”

“One or two!”

Unbeknownst to me, my voice rose.

What kind of conversation are we having right now with Lancia waiting outside?

I didn’t want to make Lancia wait any longer. Her heart was heavy with her sense of responsibility when she remembered the bright smile she had shown me this morning.

Now there is only one way.

“Duna, look at my face.”

“Do you want to use the beauty world? Do you think I will pass?”

Yes, absolutely.

But today I have no intention of using my proud face.

Page-.

One light bud kiss on her forehead. And with her soft hands, she straightens her bangs once.

“Look at this today.”

“…Huh?”

I didn’t forget to whisper in her ear in a low voice.

No matter what kind of romance this is, anyway, it perfectly reproduced the lines of the sub-male lead in a romance fantasy novel that Lancia and Doona read together.

“How is it?”

Wouldn’t Doona be satisfied with this?

“Oh, is it broken?”

I didn’t expect this.

Doona was staring into space with unfocused eyes. Uh, why did it taste so bad? Did I do something wrong to touch a switch?

“Uncle!!”

“Okay, get out now!!”

At Lancia’s urging, she got up abruptly, laid Doona neatly on top of her bed, and even covered her baby blanket.

I never thought things would turn out like this, but have a nice dream.

“Mister! What about me?”

As soon as I opened the door, what I saw was Lancia, who was holding her picnic bag in both hands.

The child showed off her mature fashion by wearing a white shirt with the same color as her hair and a long navy skirt, not the black dress she usually wore.

There’s even a change in her hairstyle that goes up behind her, lifts her neck.

“Yes, it’s cute.”

“It’s better to say that you’re pretty than cute, but I’ll take a look.”

But in my eyes, they only look like children imitating adults.

Objectively, I admit that they are pretty, but in my eyes, the percentage of cute is higher than the percentage of pretty.

“Mister, hands!”

“I am not a pet?”

While grunting, Lancia grabbed her outstretched hand.

As usual, a pure white hand with a finger a knuckle smaller than mine settled down warmly.

“hehehehe, let’s go now.”

“Yes.”

Our date didn’t end until after a tumultuous morning.

Sopong with my 6-year-old younger brother, it reminds me of sopong where parents participate in elementary school.

It was Lancia who created the date course, not me. Of course, it was a course that actively reflected my opinion, but Lancia first asked me for my opinion, but in the end, it was only Lancia’s own opinion that she chose her place.

So I don’t know where we are going today, and I’m following her around, holding her child’s hand.

Hmm, this is the first park I’ve been to.

The place Lancia brought me to was a wide and large park with green grass, and a deserted grassy forest under a large tree.

“Mister, let’s go here!”

“Huh?”

“I’ll make a mat.”

As Lancia got her bottom and bottom off, she took her mat from the picnic basket, spread it on the grass, and started fixing her corners with pebbles she had picked up from nowhere.

A blanket sticking out of a picnic basket, a book of romance fantasy novels. A thermos that seems to have contained something, and whatnot.

I don’t know what the situation is, Lancia smiled at me, who couldn’t hide her bewildered expression, and covered her with a blanket on her lap and patted her.

What does that mean?

“You told me the other day.”

“What did I say?”

“I want to take a nap on the grass.”

“Oh.”

When Lancia first asked me where she wanted to go on her date course, she said don’t be pressured, it was a joke that she said to mean that she could go anywhere in moderation.

No, that’s why you brought me to the park like this? Even calculating the perfect time and weather for a nap?

“Now, mage. My lap is empty.”

Lancia let out a calm voice that was different from usual.

I could sense her cheating in the way she patted her own knee, with her benevolent smile reminiscent of the Virgin Mary, wearing her veil of divine power around her body.

“Would you like to have a pampering time with me?”

I meant that now I would set her up for a perfect nap, even a pillow for her lap.

“Whoops, welcome?”

I put my head on my lap with natural hand movements while shedding a bewildering smile in the saintess mode seen in situations where I had to do external activities.

Laying down on her lap before I knew it, I blankly stared at the tree and pressed her pounding chest.

Huh, huh? Is this something dangerous?