death of hope

"This way please."

After changing their slippers, the two of them walked along the corridor to the west side of the house. Toru Yama was used to living in mansions and immediately discovered something was wrong:

"Wait a minute, the main room of your house faces the north and south is the master's bedroom and the small living room. The east wing is for the owner's son, and the west wing is for the daughter. If the daughter is married, the younger son can also live in the west wing. How many cabins are there in the south of the yard? A room can be reserved for other purposes, right?"

Jinguji Takatoshi was stunned and praised: "It's amazing, you'd know it if you haven't seen it."

"What's so great about this? This is the standard layout of a large family. An insider can tell at a glance that the side room next to the living room should be convenient for servants to greet guests. How come your house was changed into a storage room? This is not consistent. rule."

Jinguji Takatoshi turned around to observe and found that his adoptive mother had not followed, so he whispered in a low voice:
"This couple was originally from the old Waseda aristocratic system. Later, they were kicked out by the head of the family. Without support, they fell into poverty. They had no money to maintain such a big house, and they coveted the 'orphan foster care allowance' issued by the Governor's Office. This is why they are so kind. 'Adopted us brothers and sisters,

Logically speaking, this money should have been used for our lives and education, but most of it was taken away by them to support the house. Because they did not have enough money to hire enough servants, many rooms on the second floor could only be left idle. They would rather sit empty and eat dust. There is no room for us two either. "

"You have a small belly and want to save face. No wonder you were kicked out by the noble master. It's not unfair at all."

At the corner of the aisle, a thin, short old lady in plain clothes frowned and said:

"Have you changed your slippers? I just mopped the floor, don't get dirty!"

"Changed, changed..."

"Be careful when going down the stairs, don't smash the light bulb again!"

"I know, it's annoying."

"Really, what are you doing with such a big guy? You will have to work hard all your life!"

The old lady babbled, slammed the door and went back to the house.

"Who is this?"

"nanny."

Yamato Tetsuya felt incredible: "What? The nanny dares to yell at you?"

"After all, I am not the master's young master, I am just an orphan adopted by the master for subsidies."

"What the hell!" Tetsuya Yamama kept shaking his head as he heard this: "If it were me, he would have escaped long ago." "I don't care about myself. I can find a job that provides food and accommodation, but my sister is still young and has a weak body. You're weak and can't suffer like me... By the way, remember to lower your head when you go downstairs later to be careful of the light bulb hitting your head."

"Go downstairs? What's going on? You two live in the basement?"

"To be precise, it's a semi-basement, with half of the small windows on the surface."

"This is too outrageous. The nanny lives in a side room, and the master's adopted son and daughter live in the basement? Together, your status is not as good as that of a servant."

"That's the truth. It would be nice to have a place to live."

As soon as he arrived at the stairwell, he heard the sound of brisk and rapid footsteps. Before Shan Tetsuya could react, a figure threw himself into his arms, put his hands on his neck, and hugged him tightly:
"elder brother!"

The thick long hair tickled his ears, an elegant fragrance poured into his nose, and a large lump of soft stuff pressed against the bridge of his nose, making him unable to breathe. Then he heard Jinguji Takatoshi The laughter came from behind:
"Hahaha, silly girl, you got the wrong person. This is my classmate, Mr. Shanshan."

"Hey?"

The hand around his neck loosened and rested on his shoulder. A pair of big silver-grey eyes suddenly flashed, meeting his eyes. They slowly distanced themselves and pushed away with their palms;

"Ouch!"

The blonde girl's fair face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck, and she kept bowing and apologizing:
"Yes... I'm sorry... Mr. Shanshan... I recognized the wrong person..."

"You little idiot!" Jinguji Takatoshi gently pinched his sister's cheek, and his little tiger teeth came out, making him look even cuter.

For a moment, Toru Yamayama felt like he was being electrocuted. The high-voltage current flowed down the arteries and hit his heart. His soul was so violently shocked that he forgot his instinct to breathe.

It wasn't until he felt uncomfortable holding it in and coughed that he quickly breathed oxygen into his lungs and spit out carbon dioxide.

(It’s so beautiful...is this still a human being...and...the thing that pressed my nose just now was...) Thinking of this, my face became hot.

"How about it? It looks very similar, doesn't it? He was carved out of the same mold as me~" Jinguji Takatoshi said with a smile:

"Let me introduce, my sister,
Yuna Jinguji. "