"It doesn't matter if I put medicine on my toys or not."

"..."

"But it's a different story if you try to kill my toys. I'm telling you, you've invaded my space."

"Hh, hum, that doesn't matter. The important thing is I don't want you to put medicine on anyone else."

"Why? Give me a reason so I can understand. You're a Verratoux."

"Well, that's..." Vixen's face heated up in red beet.

"Because it's my first experience!"

Viola was speechless at the moment. I wondered if the word that came out was correct, but Vixen's intention was purely transparent.

"So, you don't want to lose your first experience to anyone else?"

Vixen nodded.

"Now, brother, you know you're being stubborn, right?

"No? Don't you know me?"

Vixen's acting like he's someone else. He seemed to insist, 'I know I'm stubborn!'

"I learned that Verratoux is a rational family. But I'm a little bit disappointed in you. Are you all right with this"

"D-disappointed?" Vixen's expression got a little dark.

He thought he showed Viola a little of his brotherly greatness while destroying the bandits, but she was disappointed with the way he acted.

"Well, I'm still a little disappointed..."

"Give me logical grounds and rational conditions that I can understand. I'll do whatever I want until then. I want you to act more like a Verratoux."

"...."

"If not, then this is far-fetched as it is right now."

Viola's eyes squinted, and she laughed.

"From now on, I will never apply ointment again."

"Then, I'll forgive you this time."

Vixen was incredibly quick to change his attitude.

"What?"

"No. I mean, I'll forgive him for the time being, if you apply medicine to him."

"You're forcing me again?"

"Oh, come on! Just put it on him."

Vixen slammed the door as if he was nervous and went out.

"I'm going to kill you. You'll see when you're ten."

I meant it when I said that. When he returned to the room, he was carried away by strange emotions.

"But..."

It's only natural for siblings to compete by slaughtering each other.

Her small hand that applied the ointment came up in his head.

'Do I have to kill her?'

Though... he doesn't want to kill Viola.

'I'm gonna have to kill her, right?'

Because that's what Verratoux siblings do, right?

But do we have to? I don't know.

I want someone to tell me the answer.

A very small wave of thought began to appear in Vixen's mind.

***

After all the fuss.

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