Sister's Secret

"Brother, I also want to become an extraordinary one."

Cecilia said earnestly to Luther.

However, Luther hesitated upon hearing his sister's determination.

He certainly didn't have any dark thoughts or want to see his sister suffer. It was simply because, after coming into contact with this extraordinary world, he had come to know how much danger, despair, and madness lurked behind the power of the extraordinary.

Rather than embarking on a path of no return, Luther would rather his sister live a peaceful and happy life.

Luther thought for a moment, and was about to say something softly to his sister when he suddenly sensed a gaze from elsewhere. He turned to look to the side and saw Ms. M watching the conversation between the Rondal siblings with great interest. She rested her chin on her hand, which was adorned with a red Rose Ring, and stared at them intently with her golden eyes.

I almost forgot about this guy.

"My sister and I are about to have a heart-to-heart talk. Could you please leave for a moment?"

Luther said coldly.

"Of course, if you ask that way... but don't forget, even after I leave here, I'll still be monitoring you."

Ms. M gently pressed her temples.

"You can keep watch all you want, but at least don't sit here. Seeing you around affects our mood."

Luther said without any politeness.

"Oh well."

Ms. M got up without a care and went up to the guest room on the second floor.

Luther didn't look away until her figure disappeared through the door. He knew this was somewhat self-deception, but after being...

It's somewhat awkward for a woman to be watching her sister so closely when she's speaking frankly to her.

Listen, Cecilia.

He pulled Cecilia to sit beside him and said sincerely, "Regarding your desire to become an Extraordinary, my attitude remains the same as before. I hope you will make a careful decision."

"Don't be fooled by that crazy woman's nonsense. Becoming an Extraordinary Being doesn't just grant you extraordinary abilities; it also brings loss of control, danger, and a life far removed from that of a normal person..."

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Since becoming Secrets Suppliant, Luther has encountered various unexpected events. If it weren't for his Luck and the support of his cheat codes, he would probably have died countless times already. Naturally, he has a phobia of becoming an Extraordinary, and consequently, he doesn't want his sister to enter this world.

Even those who become officially recognized Extraordinary Individuals are subject to restrictions on their freedom. Nighthawks, for example, are typically assigned to guard specific locations, and must apply in advance to leave their current city, not to mention the various inconveniences that follow.

"But brother, I don't want to be a burden."

Cecilia grasped Luther's hand.

Her hand gripped Luther's tightly; it felt rough and hard, unlike the soft and delicate touch of a typical girl's. Luther knew...

This was because she had taken care of her crazy self day after day, doing too much hard work. His heart softened again, but he quickly realized something was wrong.

Strange, Cecilia's grip was a little too tight, as if she was trying to tell me something.

What she said... seemed to have another meaning?

Could it be that my sister already guessed I was preparing to fight Ms. M to the death? Her desire to become an Extraordinary being was precisely so that she could join me and help me during my battle with Ms. M?

It's very likely, because Cecilia knows Luther's character very well. She knows that Luther won't just sit idly by and wait to die; even if it means mutual destruction, he will try to fight the enemy to the bitter end.

She actually wants to fight Ms. M? This stupid girl, is she looking for death?!

"No!

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Luther was anxious and immediately glared at him, shouting, "You're not a burden, and you don't need to force yourself to drink the Potion. This world is too dangerous; you'll die! I absolutely won't allow it!"

Because Ms. M was listening, he couldn't be too explicit. He could only subtly warn his sister not to get involved in his fight with Ms. M, as he didn't want to see his sister die because of him.

This was the first time Luther had lost his temper with Cecilia since he transmigrated. His voice was somewhat loud, and his expression must have been quite fierce.

Cecilia stared intently at him, her large, azure eyes blinking, when suddenly tears welled up in her eyes. Large, glistening tears, like pearls, streamed down her delicate face, silently tracing her cheeks, and dripping from her rounded chin.

She neither cried nor sobbed; she simply looked at Luther quietly, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Luther panicked immediately and quickly reached out to wipe away his sister's tears. A wave of guilt washed over him, overshadowing his anxiety.

This left him somewhat at a loss. "I'm not trying to scold you... little sister, I mean, I'm not afraid of death. I just hope that if something really happens, at least you'll survive."

This was his sincere wish, without a trace of pretense.

Cecilia, such a kind-hearted and beautiful girl, should have been blessed with a happy life. Instead, she is now struggling to survive with a half-mad brother, and after finally enjoying a few days of peace, she has been forced into the clutches of Cultist. If Luther cannot defeat the M woman, he at least hopes that his sister can be saved.

"Brother, do you remember Mom's funeral?"

Cecilia wiped away her tears and asked, her eyes red and swollen, a sight that broke one's heart.

Luther searched his memory but found nothing, so he could only shake his head.

"Father passed away, and Mother died soon after. After the funeral, you were my only remaining family in the world," Cecilia said. "From that moment on, I swore to the Goddess that I would live with you, and that we would overcome any difficulties together."

You did it.

Luther nodded, genuinely admiring the girl's strong will.

"No."

Tears welled up in Cecilia's eyes again. "I broke my vow! Brother, after that, the days went by, your illness didn't get any better, the family's money dwindled, and I barely earned a few pennies. In the end, I sold the furniture, Dad's pocket watch, and Mom's jewelry, rented a place near the Lower Street, and still had to take care of you every day, cook, do laundry, work... I was so tired, I couldn't take it anymore!"

"Later, when things were at their most difficult, and I saw you going crazy, I even thought about killing you and then taking my own life. Would that be a way to escape my troubles?"

Cecilia sobbed, her face showing relief and repentance, "If Sirius hadn't taken us away, and if so many things hadn't happened, and if you hadn't cured our illness, we might have died together in the Lower Street long ago!"

"So brother, you don't need to be so good to me at all. You have no idea what I almost did to you! Every day since then, I've felt uneasy."

"That night after watching the play, I wanted to talk to you and let you give me a good scolding. But because she came, I lost even my last chance. I can only suffer in my heart!"

After saying all this, Cecilia covered her face and burst into tears!