"Are you finished?"
As soon as Elina walked out of the room, a voice suddenly came from the side, making her jump in surprise.
She turned her head and saw her brother standing there, smiling at her.
"Brother..." Elina let out a sigh of relief as she patted her chest. She frowned and said in an annoyed tone, "You're so annoying! Don't you know you almost gave me a heart attack?"
Without hesitation, she reached out and pinched Nolan's waist—hard.
"Ouch!" Nolan winced in pain. "Let go! That hurts! I'm sorry! Ouch!"
Elina smiled in satisfaction at her brother's reaction, then snorted softly. "Hmph! Good. At least you realize it."
She pulled her hand back and crossed her arms over her chest.
Nolan rubbed the sore spot, looking pitiful. He didn't expect that the older his sister got, the more rebellious she became.
As her brother, he felt both sad and a little depressed.
Shaking off the thought, he smoothed the wrinkles on his robe and leaned one arm against the wall beside him.
