Am I Still Your Little Sister?

"Dear Sean—"

Sean secretly turned his head to glance at Little White Flower. At some point, the adorable girl had buried her face in the cushion again.

Chuckling to himself, Sean unfolded the card and began reading it carefully.

"Today is your birthday, and it is also the fifth year since we met. I often wonder what it is that connects two people together..."

"Friends, stories, feelings... There are so, so many things that can link two people, but in the end, I settled on 'luck'..."

"A lucky little girl met a big brother worthy of—" The words after that had been magically erased, and it was impossible to tell what had originally been written. "—trust. I longed to struggle out of that dark corner, and you reached out your hand to me."

"I've said so many things over and over again, to the point where I'm afraid you'll get tired of hearing them, so I decided to change things up. Hehe."

"The boy who once led me out by the hand has become an even more dependable man today. More and more, I feel that meeting you was my good fortune."

"Happy birthday to my most, most, most favorite Sean..."

"One day, I'll become your good fortune too."

"From—your most, most, most beloved Daisy Potter."

At the signature at the bottom, a magically created little daisy happily swayed its petals.

What a wonderful girl...

Sean did not even notice that he had read the short birthday card over and over again. An unconscious smile had spread across his face.

Unable to help himself, he turned to look at the girl in the card who wanted to become his good fortune. The instant he turned, his gaze met a pair of lively, beautiful dark green eyes.

Sean burst out laughing,