The swaying quickly grew more violent. Takamori Masumi stared wide-eyed, seeing nothing but the world spinning around her.
After a moment of dazed confusion, thanks to Torimaru Naoko's tireless instruction these past days, a horrifying thought struck her: Oh no! Could it be... I've been poisoned?!
Who could possibly attack an innocent maid like her, someone so cautious that she never dared offend anyone...
Takamori Masumi thought indignantly as she reached out and struggled to grab her fake sister, trying to convey her final words: Avenge me! Then her strength rapidly drained away, and she collapsed with a thud.
Torimaru Naoko caught her.
Noticing that the others had been startled by the commotion, the elegant maid offered an apologetic smile. "My sister has hypoglycemia. Dinner was delayed because of the murder case, and it's acting up again—I'll take her downstairs for some sugar water."
"Oh, all right." The police gave it little thought and watched the loving pair of twins leave, one supporting the other.
As she shut the door behind them, Torimaru Naoko lowered her head to look at this fake younger sister and snorted inwardly.
—She forgot whatever she was taught, learned new things and forgot the old, and occasionally picked up habits so awful they made one's vision go black... Just as expected of the stupid doll she had so carefully selected back then. Whenever this idiot acted stupid, it practically made killing intent surge up in her.
But now that they had been bound together by "that person," for the sake of her plan, she could only patiently prune this companion's troublesome bad habits like a gardener.
Don't you love biting your fingernails? Torimaru Naoko sneered inwardly. Let's see whether you'll change this time.
When people taught people, it only made their anger rise. When experience