Chapter 27: Prom (2)

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A few days later:

Every time Keirsey was alone and was idly spending her time, the contents of [The Kiss Primer] kept coming to her mind; Her body trembled, her chest tickled, and at times she felt stuffy.

She couldn’t stop her imagination, and as soon as she was able to hug Cayden again, her thoughts grew wild; While kissing him on the cheek, her eyes were glued to his lips.

She imagined kissing Cayden... hundreds of times.

What would he do if he knew she was having such thoughts?

'Would you despise me? Would you say it’s dirty?'

Either way, Keirsey was sure he would be very upset.

She knew she shouldn’t even let Asena know this feeling; She knew Instinctively that 'kiss' was something she shouldn’t do with her brother.

….However, knowing that didn't help in containing her urge. Rather, it was still at a level that Keirsey wanted to try the 'kiss' right away as soon as she got the opportunity.

If only Cayden would allow it, she was confident that she would stick her tongue in his mouth without a second's delay.

Also, it seemed that there was a sense of pleasure that Keirsey felt by imagining something she shouldn’t do.

Keirsey didn’t even know that she had this kind of confidence inside. She struggled with the thought of whether she was such a bad person.

'I shouldn’t, but I want to.'

That conflicting feeling tormented her.

“Keirsey!!”

Someone shook her shoulder and woke her up.

“….Uh?”

It was her friend, Mary Bones.

“Keirsey, why are you being so... weird?”

“…Oh, sorry. What did you say?”

“Wake up. We have to go to the next class.”

Keirsey looked around the class. Most students were standing up from their seats. Looking to the side, Asena was the same.

“…Where are we going?”

Keirsey turned to Mary and asked.

“Miss Bella said today is sex education class. Only girls need to move to the next class.”

“….Uh?”

✧ ✧ ✧

The professor gave the lecture enthusiastically.

“…Now, you girls understand the importance of premarital chastity, right?”

Keirsey’s face was hot.

This was the first time she had heard so much about the process of making a child.

“After all, the moment you start a relationship, no matter how careful you are, you can have children. And once you have a child, you can’t go back.”

The classroom was still quiet as if dead, but the professor continued.

“Some of you may be shocked by today’s lecture. You didn’t know that a child could be made this way. Of course, it’s something you shouldn’t be curious about. The results can be too daunting to handle with the curiosity of a young age. But now you are adults. It’s important to have the right sexual knowledge.”

Only the professor’s voice was clear and resonant.

“So don’t forget today’s class. That’s right, you.”

The professor pointed to a girl, whose hand was raised.

Once she got permission, the girl stood up.

“…Professor, as you said, it’s really shocking... Firstly, it’s scary that it’s accompanied by pain. To have a child… do we have to do something that… looks so disgusting and barbaric? Is there no other way?”

“No. It’s the only way.”

“…If I sleep with the person I love, wouldn't the fairy bring me a child…”

Some students laughed, and others shook their heads.

The professor also smiled at her innocent misunderstanding and said.

“…You must be mistaken. I know you’ve become repulsive because I showed you naked pictures and paintings, but in fact, there’s a tremendous sense of euphoria.”

“Yes?”

The girl was clearly puzzled.

“There's no such feeling comparable to making love with your beloved. Someday... you’ll understand what I mean.”

Keirsey swallowed again.

✧ ✧ ✧

[Asena's POV]

“Unnie, it was so shocking.”

Keirsey's face was still red.

Asena, still wearing her black student-council uniform, only listened to Keirsey with a stiff face.

Unlike Keirsey, Asena didn’t look any different from usual. She was just quietly reading a book.

Seeing Asena still behaving as usual, Keirsey asked:

“…Did Unnie already know about this?”

Asena looked at Keirsey for a moment and then nodded.

“Woah… you already knew that?”

“…..”

Thinking after a moment Keirsey muttered, “…does Oppa also know?”

At that instant, Asena shut the book with a bang.

Keirsey, who was silently talking to herself, looked at her sister in surprise.

“…Where did Oppa's name come from?” Asena asked in a cold tone.

“…Uh??”

Keirsey was visibly embarrassed. It was as if she had been caught vaguely thinking of Cayden as the subject.

“…Keirsey. Don’t think about it strangely. It’s disgusting.”

“…No…That…”

As Keirsey hesitated, Asena couldn’t let it go.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“So… is that… disgusting?”

Asena sighed deeply. She had expected it already… but it hurt her head; It was already overwhelming to be on guard against the other girls in the academy, but Keirsey was now also like this…

“Calm down. Haven’t you heard that it’s something you do with your husband or lover?”

She spat out harsh words and suppressed Keirsey. She couldn’t let even her own sister be greedy for Cayden; He was only hers.

“……”

Keirsey tilted her head and tapped her chest.

“…?”

“Why am I having this suffocating feeling again…”

“What?”

Asena was puzzled at Keirsey's strange muttering.

“…No. But then, there’s no way Oppa is going to do that.”

“What are you talking about?”

“…My Oppa won’t get married.”

Asena stood silently upon hearing Keirsey's words.

“He promised us before, didn't he? That he’ll be with us for the rest of our life. He always says that he likes us the most. Then why will he go with someone else leaving us alone?”

Asena looked at her as if Keirsey was a lost cause, and opened the book again without saying anything.

✧ ✧ ✧

“Hyung, you look great.”

Eric Endra, the protagonist of the novel I transmigrated in, praised me with a thumbs up.

I was standing in front of a mirror wearing the suit prepared for the prom. As if to show the status of the family, the quality of clothes was top-notch.

It fit the body perfectly and the fabric felt soft to the touch. Both the material and the family crest engraved on the shoulder were also of high quality. It was very different from Eric's, a small frontier aristocrat, tailcoat.

I also complimented Eric on seeing him dressed up for the prom.

“You look good too, Eric. Are you ready?”

“Sure.”

“Eric, I think I’ll be leaving after a while with my sisters.”

“I thought you would. Well then, I’ll go first.”

After sitting on the sofa, I waved in reply.

-Thud.

But after he left, I stood in front of the mirror again and raised my head.

After all, a Pryster's head must always be held high and I wasn't going to give twins a chance to be ashamed of me in the prom.

✧ ✧ ✧

At the promised time, we gathered in front of my garden.

I told the twins that I would visit their dormitory, but they refused.

'It’s a little odd.'

Sometimes I wondered why they behaved so strangely.

It was like reliving the feeling of the jousting match. Even then, Asena refused to let me go to the match. As if trying not to let me be in front of other people.

It was the same today. They told me that the goal was to quietly go to the ballroom, and then come out quietly.

Although I was convinced by Asena’s explanation that followed… Immediately after that, another question mark appeared in my head when they told me not to leave them.

….As usual, I didn't know.

If they were my twins, I would have thought that they just wanted to spend time with me without thinking about anything else.

But after 'those' events their behavior only made me uncomfortable since I suspected that the twins hated me.

I didn’t know how I should take this. At this prom, I thought that the goal was to hide myself.

'Maybe they see me as a family blemish.'

Considering that Asena was trying to expel me from the family after graduation, it didn’t seem like an impossible guess.

Were they ashamed?

As human beings, they liked me, but when they thought of me as a Pryster, they were ashamed. Just like young school students who were not mature enough and were ashamed of their elderly mothers.

Hence, they only insulted me in front of others.

If that were true… I felt hurt just thinking about the possibility.

Other than being a commoner, I had been working hard for the past 7-8 years.

In fact, even if everyone made fun of me, my heart didn’t want the twins to feel ashamed; I wanted them to recognize my efforts.

'No. There may be another reason.'

Unfortunately, I didn't have enough evidence to grasp the truth.

“Oppa...”

Keirsey's uncharacteristically calm voice called me.

Turning away from the flowers I was looking at, I stood up and saw the twins standing in front of me.

“…”

I was honestly speechless; They both looked amazing.

Keirsey wore a gray dress a similar shade to her silver hair. She even wore accessories and applied makeup that she normally wouldn’t, and the result was out of this world; She practically shone.

Meanwhile, Asena wore a black one-piece. I had never seen someone look so good in such a plain dress. I knew a lot of boys had a crush on Asena but I was sure those who didn't, would also fall for her today. Though those boys would kill me if they heard my thought, but to me, she looked kind of cute.

Looking at the twins, I was still blinking my eyes without saying a word; I hadn’t found the right words to describe them yet.

“…..”

The twins looked at me and didn’t say anything either.

The situation became funny, and I smiled a little. Then I squeezed praises for them from my stiff mouth.

“…I'm surprised, my sisters are so pretty.”

“…..”

Though the two were still looking at me without any reply.

As the silence grew awkwardly long, I called them out with a satisfied smile.

“…Asena?…Keirsey?”

The two blinked their eyes at my call and it seemed like the frozen time finally continued.

“Ah… Oppa… is cool too.”

Keirsey slowly approached me and put her arms firmly around my left arm. After that, she continued to look down at the floor.

Asena also approached me slowly, reaching out for my head.

Already having done my hair, I blocked her hand defensively.

“Uh... Don't touch my hair.”

“…Can’t you lower your head?”

Asena looked dissatisfied with something

“…Why?”

“...Oppa is standing out too much.”

“…Just because we don’t want to be bothered by others doesn’t mean we shouldn't be seen and noticed. We will have to look proper at a time like this.”

“…..”

Saying that I put my arm around Asena’s shoulder.

She took a breath and sighed helplessly.

“Come on, let’s go. We are getting late for the prom.”

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