INSTSMOB (❁'◡'❁)

episode 11

I need someone to stop my older brothers

Episode 11

"That's ……"

The original purpose was to ask Cise for advice about clothes. Many relatives of Banggye visited the Senate meeting, but they did not want to look funny to them just because they were not properly dressed.

"I don't know exactly who it is, but anyway there's a man who wants me, right?"

I wanted to have a proper head start. I'm not sure you'll ever be able to touch me.It's a person, look at it! The same thing?

"But ····."

Cisse's face was ruined.

"I don't think he's in a condition to do me a favor."

It was amazing that he remembered his promise with me and came to see me first. I approached the sofa where Cisse flopped and made eye contact with him.

"Are you sick?"

"I'm just tired."

"Why?"

"The guy we caught chose to shut up."

He must be tired, but that thought slipped from my mind that I wouldn't normally have done.

"You're questioning the assassin who attacked the wagon."

I remembered hearing that there was a faintly alive assassin. If they interrogated using magic, it would be magic that affects the mind of the assassin and will consume it.

"Anyway, it's a lot of work. It's not a big deal though."

"You look like you're about to die, How can you say it's not a big deal?"

"It's really not. What do you want me to do with this guy with a quaint face in front of you? How about we talk about dresses and shoes?"

"And you're struggling to find out who's threatening me."

No matter how much Cisse is my number one target, I couldn't be obnoxious even in this situation. I sighed and pulled Cisse's arm.

"Come here."

Maybe I thought it was something that has to do with me. So I brought him to the bed.

"Come on! Here you go!"

"It's a bed?"

He asked me with a rare blank face. It was just like a Baratheon face. He must be really tired, but I giggled in my stomach and tapped the seat next to him with my hands.

"Yes?"

"Yes, it's a bed! Hurry up and lie down here."

"What? What are you up to?"

Cisse quickly returned his face with a sharp expression and asked me. His eyes were full of vigilance and suspicion.

"You're not here to help me? Hurry up and lie down!"

"I'm in a hurry"

At my urging, Cisse stopped being questionable and ended up laying on the bed without letting my hand go and next to me. I patted him on the shoulder  and began humming a drowsy song. Cisse's eyebrows wriggled like a whining child that was being put to sleep.

"You're now·····."

"Sleep!"

Cisse shut up in my firm response.I smiled satisfactorily and continued to hum again.

"Your hands are skinny. Are you eating properly? You should be chubby soon."

"Why? Are you going to eat me?"