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『…What? You’re coming back from where?』The long-haired man, Jörmungandr, wondered if he was hearing things right. He was already feeling quite uncomfortable having polymorphed into a human form, which he wasn't familiar with, but the words of his little sister, Hel, made him dumbfounded for a moment.

『Brother.』Unaffected, Hel was sitting on a sofa with her feet on the table as she applied nail polish to her fingernails.

『What…?』

『Are your eardrums blocked?』

『…』

『So annoying. Why do you keep making me repeat myself?』

Jörmungandr had a strong urge to smack the back of the head of this troublemaker. Hel was unaware of his feelings, busy examining her nails. Her index fingernail was sparkling more brilliantly than usual, most likely because she had used a polish that was made of finely grated rubies.

『I went to that princess palace or whatever it’s called.』

『Exactly, why did you…!』

『Duh. I went to give her a letter.』

Jörmungandr barely contained the curses that were about to pour out.

『You don’t know me? I’m Hel. The third president of the Temper Cult. I should do at least this for my oraboni, who’s going on a long trip.』

Jörmungandr rubbed his throbbing temples. He should’ve known from the moment Hel insisted on coming along. His foolish little sister had finally done it.

This place was none other than the One-horned tribe’s village. Monsters who considered the godly and demonic societies to be beneath them in terms of strength lived here. It wasn’t an understatement to say this was the inside of a lion’s den, no, a dragon’s den.

But his fool of a sister climbed over the walls and visited the princess’ palace, the place where the very bride of this wedding was staying! It was true she had only pretended to be the princess’ guest and given a letter to one of the guards, but roaming around without any permission was an act of looking down on the One-horned tribe.

What would happen if the One-horned tribe decided to make an issue out of this? They were as famous for their stubbornness as they were for their strength. Jörmungandr felt dizzy from trying to figure out what he was going to do if the One-horned tribe called them out for this. But the troublemaker behind all this was composed as ever. What should he do about this?

‘I’m already feeling like I’m going to lose my mind after my brother's disappearance. Argh…!’ Jörmungandr didn’t know why his brother and little sister ended up in this state whenever Yeon-woo was involved. He didn’t want to think of this any longer.

♩♪♬~♪ While he was deep in a pit of despair, Hel was busy humming to herself as she applied a new layer of nail polish.

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Our oraboni, he’s has a very beautiful temper.

That was how the letter began.

He stabs anyone he doesn’t like in the back without any hesitation, and when he likes someone, he hits them in the front. You won’t find anyone as unchanging as him.

Edora had a hard time understanding if this letter was praising or criticizing Yeon-woo. The letter’s tone seemed very respectful, but the content suggested otherwise.

‘No. I think she is a fan.’ Based on how well the writer knew Yeon-woo, it seemed to be a positive letter. However, Edora wasn’t jealous or anything. Rather, she was grateful that there was someone who cared for Yeon-woo this much.

Edora somewhat felt her frustrations from not being able to see Yeon-woo alleviate. At the same time, one part of her was concerned. She’d heard about how celebrities received pictures with their eyes scratched out or cursing letters written in blood when it was rumored they were going out with someone… She wondered if this letter was going to be something like this. The first sentence didn’t seem indicative of anything horrendous, but there could always be a twist.

Still, Edora carefully treaded on. Fortunately, the sentence after that didn’t have anything that she was worried about either.

Since you’re someone such an unchanging person has chosen, I’m sure you must be an incredible person too.

Actually, it was completely the opposite.

He’s someone who has always fought alone… I hope he no longer has to walk such a path. I hope you always stay by