The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

The world's liveliness stems from solitude.

But liveliness cannot dispel all loneliness.

Sometimes, the more lively the surroundings, the lonelier you feel.

The wealthy and powerful families, filled with blessings and smiles, practically wore down the Mori family's doorstep. But to Kirihara Akira, they were strangers from a different country, speaking a different language, and even from a different world. They had no goodwill towards Kirihara Akira, only scrutiny and speculation.

There are members of the Mori family who have branched out, members of different powerful clans, and members of the Nitta family with whom they had a previous conflict.

Kirihara Akira, dressed in formal attire, behaved with ease under their scrutiny, making no mistakes whatsoever. In fact, his performance was commendable, attracting attention and leaving a lasting impression.

This is a skill that someone who can act as a secret agent for anyone should possess.

Being satisfied does not mean that he himself is satisfied.

Social engagements are the most exhausting thing, both physically and mentally.

Looking at today's two main characters, Mori Shizue and Mori Kiyoha, their performances were also impeccable—yes, even Mori Kiyoha to some extent toned down her arrogance, quietly and obediently becoming a stunning backdrop.

She can ignore social niceties, remain silent, and not even smile; her sister will handle everything.

As an observer, Kirihara Akatsuki found it hard to believe that the two sisters had just been arguing.

The division of labor between the two remained as clear as ever.

After a while, the seemingly endless greetings finally came to an end, and everyone finally had time to catch their breath.

During breaks, the two acted like sisters on the surface but not really close, and each went in a different direction.

Mori Kiyoha came to Kirihara Akira's side.

Kirihara Akira chuckled and said, "It must be exhausting to watch these annoying, unfamiliar guys greet you, and you can't even snap at them?"

"I'm tired," Mori Kiyoha said surprisingly frankly.

Both sisters looked beautiful today, wearing similar styles and details of gorgeous dresses.

Both were a little tired and were enjoying the moment of peace that the other gave them, so they remained silent for a while.

After a while, Mori Kiyoha suddenly spoke up: "Those people, I can't possibly handle them on my own."

Kirihara Akira paused for a moment, unable to figure out why she said that, and didn't reply.

Mori Kiyoha asked, seemingly to herself, "How was it, my sister? Pretty impressive, right?"

"That's right, a very qualified social butterfly," Kirihara Akatsuki praised.

"That's just the kind of person she is," Mori Kiyoha said. "In the world of the nobility, she does everything better than me. She has paid a huge price to take care of someone like me."

Kirihara Akira turned her head to look at Mori Kiyoha without saying a word.

His silence left Mori Kiyoha unsure how to proceed: "Aren't you going to say anything?"

Kirihara Akira said, "Love is always feeling indebted."

Mori Kiyoha's eyes widened, then she lowered her head and said, "Yes, it's a debt I owe."

"You feel that she can do so much more than you, and at the same time, she has paid too high a price for you," Kirihara Akira said. "So you feel that you have tied her down, and you want to pay some price for it. To be precise, you want to turn those prices into compensation for her."

"...You didn't have to spell it out so clearly." Mori Kiyoha sighed and said, "But yes, you're right."

"Sigh." Kirihara Akatsuki shook her head with a hidden smile and said, "You two came into this world at almost the same time and have walked such a long road together, yet you feel that you owe her something, and she feels that she owes you something too. You really are twins, aren't you? You're so in sync."

Mori Kiyoha bit her lip, suppressing her trembling voice: "From your perspective, shouldn't this kind of debt exist?"

"How would I know?" Kirihara Akatsuki said with a smile, "You two possess the most precious thing in the world, something I've never had. How could I possibly understand or treat such a thing?"

Kirihara Akatsuki sighed and said, "If, I mean if, I possessed such a thing, I might also feel indebted. The more precious it is, the more I want to cherish it, and the more I cherish it, the more precious it becomes."

"Isn't this good?"

"Okay, of course it's good." Kirihara Akira said with a smile, "But things develop. As something becomes more and more important in your heart, it will subtly replace the core of your mind, and your thoughts will be influenced by it."

Because you care too much, you'll stare at it constantly, like someone who keeps copying a single character thousands of times; that character will eventually appear distorted in your eyes.

"After that, you'll start to ignore the facts, and you'll start to lose sight of what this thing is really like."

"...What do you mean?" Mori Kiyoha was puzzled, seemingly understanding something but unable to grasp the key point.

"Let me put it more bluntly," Kirihara Akira said. "The sister you're trying to make up for—does she truly feel she's suffered a tremendous injustice, or is it just that in your heart, she's suffered a tremendous injustice?"

"Is the older sister you love merely a phantom created by your own self-suppression, or is she the real Shizue Mori who truly exists there?"

Sen Qingye was struck dumb, frozen in place, speechless for a long time.

Everything around him seemed to have been detached from the real world, and Mori Kiyoha could not hear any sound.

Then she felt the night suddenly brighten.

Kirihara Akira didn't say anything more, but simply said, "Sit down and talk with your sister. At least in my opinion, there's no conflict between you two."

Mori Kiyoha made a short, nasal sound: "Mmm."

"I'll go get some drinks. Would you like something to drink?" Kirihara Akira said.

Mori Kiyoha shook her head.

Kirihara Akira said, "I'll be right back."

Kirihara Akira didn't go too far; she just went to the banquet venue to get some food and drinks.

However, Mori Kiyoha felt that the road was very long.

She became rebellious, and her pretense disappeared.

She bit her lip, said nothing, and turned to leave.

She was going to find her older sister.

Perhaps, Kiyoha Mori thought that she and her sister had both done something wrong.

That wasn't something irreparable; it was just a trivial thorn stuck in someone's heart.

They have always been of one mind and worked together, and it is because of this unity that they have been able to get to where they are today.

Kiyoha Mori wasn't far from Shizue Mori. She walked through the crowd and came to Shizue's side, where people were talking.

Mori Shizue was somewhat surprised to see her younger sister, but maintained a social distance and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mori Kiyoha opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything; she simply took her sister's hand.

Mori Shizue felt a surge of intense emotion flowing through the other person's skin.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but her sister's hand was rather firm.

Is there anything else to say? It seems not.

The two locked eyes. Mori Shizue was trying to say something to the guests next to her when a commotion broke out outside.

Many people at the scene looked in the direction of the sound and saw a car drive up to the front of the house, and a person got out of the car.

Aotei Mutual Aid Association, Kamio Chowa.