Star Country, Sword Flower University.
Looking at the blond young man standing in the middle of the road, Felix took a deep breath, pulled the car over to the curb, and rolled down the window.
"Whether it's my handsome younger brother or my beautiful younger sister, you're both family I'm proud of," Dimi said as he walked closer. "Are you still not planning to reveal your true identity?"
"That's none of your business," Felix said calmly. "I'll wear whatever I want. What do you want with me?"
"That night, you said you'd come talk to me," Dimi said. "I've been waiting until today."
"But you came by again in the latter half of that night, and our misunderstanding was cleared up too. What's there to talk about?" Felix said coldly. "Don't tell me you expect me to bare my heart to you."
After a moment of silence, Dimi said softly, "At the very least, I'd hoped you would speak to me face-to-face, instead of sitting in the car so rudely."
"Sorry. A bastard like me, born out of wedlock, just wasn't raised properly." Felix glanced at him. "After all, unlike you, I didn't have a good mother. Mine died early."
"You're not born out of wedlock, and you're certainly not a bastard."
"Really? Did you ask your mother?"
Another long, oppressive silence followed. Even the students passing by after class, who recognized Gala City's hottest new Holy Domain, "Little Star Founder" Dimi, were driven away by the sorrowful aura around him. The crowd automatically avoided them, like a reef appearing in a flood.
"I've become acting family head," Dimi suddenly said. "From now on, there won't be any more assassination attempts against you. I guarantee it in the name of Vosrodar. Not even Mother can act over my head."
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