Positive little sun, magical girl, I am awesome

Catherine walked forward, recalling the events of the afternoon.

Time goes back to Sunday afternoon, in the largest opera house in the city of Goletia.

There were no performances scheduled in the theater during the day, and the seats in the entire theater were empty, but the singers on the stage still sang passionately and conscientiously. Because they knew that a big customer had come today, a wealthy noble young master had booked the entire theater and asked them to take turns to perform on stage. Each performer had an extra reward, so everyone worked very hard.

Compared to the empty hall on the first floor, a box on the second floor near the stage is much more lively.

"Your Highness Bishepu, thank you for your hospitality! I am so honored to have lunch with the two Bishepus and watch the show together..." Angel clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and faced the handsome silver-haired boy in front of her, she was so excited that she was a little incoherent.

"Hehe..." A light laugh sounded, and the boy opposite didn't even stand up from his seat. He just took An Qi's hand and gave it a gentle kiss.

His long silver hair seemed to be woven from moonlight, gently sliding down his shoulders, making his temperament somewhat androgynous, handsome yet with a bit of lovable beauty. He raised his head and looked at An Qi with clear eyes, making people unable to help but indulge in these gray eyes that were the same as Catherine's.

"Please just call me Canion, just like you call me Catherine." The boy's voice was as clear and melodious as a flute. He smiled as he watched the girl's face getting redder and redder. "It is my honor to have lunch with so many beautiful and lovely ladies. I only regret not coming to visit my dear sister earlier, otherwise I would have met you earlier..."

His voice became lower and lower, like the whispers of lovers. Feeling the girl's hand trembling more and more in his palm, he laughed softly with pleasure.

"Canyon."

A cold voice came from the stands. The boy looked up and saw his sister standing alone in a corner of the stands. She gave him a cold look with an implicit warning.

The handsome boy turned around and gave Angie an apologetic smile, "Sorry, I have to leave you for a while. You always have to leave some time for your family." He sighed helplessly, as if Catherine was a clingy child.

Then he stood up and walked towards Catherine at the side of the stand. The other girls tactfully walked towards another stand, leaving space for the brother and sister to talk, and also for them to look at the handsome royal family member to their heart's content.

Angie was pulled into the crowd, and everyone excitedly asked her about the conversation. The girls gathered together and whispered, and from time to time there were bursts of booing laughter. Kanyon casually lay on the fence of the stands, occasionally meeting the curious eyes of the girls, and would generously smile back.

"Don't play your little tricks in Goletia!"

A cold voice came from the side. Half of Catherine's face was hidden in the shadow of the curtains of the stands. She stared at the stage below, as if she was appreciating the opera very seriously. In fact, she didn't want to pay any attention to her brother next to her.

"Oh, why don't we just cheer everyone up? You know I'm not interested in children." Kanyon finally smiled and turned to Catherine. His tall and thin figure completely blocked the view of others, making it impossible to peek into the conversation between the brother and sister through their mouth shapes. Their faces were very similar. If it weren't for the height difference caused by the four-year age difference, they would definitely be mistaken for twins.

Silver-haired boys and girls were talking quietly together, their faces were gorgeous and their temperaments were noble, just like gods in paintings. When the singers on the stage occasionally looked up at the box, they felt as if the messengers of the God of Light had sneaked down to the human world to watch their performance.

"You never come back, and everyone is worried. As your elder brother, of course I have to come and see you."

"Father has already said the same thing. Don't do such meaningless things. If you are bored, read more books to enrich your brain." Catherine always seemed to have a bad face towards her brother and didn't say a single polite word.

"Tsk, Catherine, you are really - the more familiar you are with someone, the worse your attitude is. How could I be so unlucky to be your brother?" Kanien raised his hand to remove a strand of silver hair that was caught by the curtain for Catherine. He was gentle and delicate. The two people's hair was entangled together because of their close proximity, just like their blood. The scene was extremely warm, but the noble ladies in the distance had no idea that the conversation between the two was so sharp.

On the stage downstairs, a play was about to end, and the female singer sang a beautiful aria to end it, praising the non-existent lover, sobbing and complaining, very emotional. Kanien was very satisfied with what he heard, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered a handful of gold coins on the stage downstairs.

Catherine's face turned even worse. "Canion, mother hasn't even found winter clothes for this year..."

"Well, this is given to me by Uncle George. It belongs to the king's private treasury. Even if I don't spend it, it can't be given to mother and eldest brother." Canion waved his hand indifferently.

Catherine was speechless, she just held the fence tightly.

"Don't take all these worries on yourself too early, my dear sister. You are just a crown prince. Why think so much? You won't grow taller." The young man took advantage of his height and rubbed the princess' head. As expected, he received her glare.

"Instead of worrying about that, why not talk about the things around you. How are you getting along with your classmates?" This time, Canyon seemed to want to play the role of a big brother and pretend to care about his sister. "You have been studying all day since you were a child. I admit that I am not as good as you in studying, but you have a lot to learn in interpersonal communication, far less than me." Canyon shook his head proudly.

Catherine pouted and was about to continue mocking her unlearned brother, but a blond figure flashed through her mind...

"If..." Catherine said carefully, "If someone seems to have no interest in your advances, but often talks to you in a deep way and gives you some useful advice, then what does this person want?"

Kanien turned his head in shock. How did he get something out of asking such a casual question?!

"But, it may just be a trick of the civilians to attract your attention." Kanyon was so excited that he almost stuttered, but he quickly calmed himself down and tried to get more words out of him.

"Just like the entertainers in the palace, they always perform magic tricks for you when they meet, turning into white doves or flowers, just to attract your attention and get more rewards..."

"What if he is not a commoner? Even if his title is not high, he is still a real aristocrat..." Catherine was still looking at the stage. The play had changed. This time it turned into a sweet duet between a couple. They expressed their longing for each other across the terrace. It seemed to be another story of a rich girl falling in love with a poor boy.

—How boring, Catherine thought.