The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

Of course, Talomatti's race is not a succubus.

And Delois's race is presumably the same as Talomatti's.

Without Dekan needing to ask any further questions, their relationship was already written all over their faces.

They are the real, twin demons...

320 Dekan and Master started to play mind games with each other like crazy.

Talomatti's features were almost identical to those of the little succubus Dekan, giving Dekan the illusion of looking in a mirror.

However, Talomatti and Dekan have very different temperaments.

Compared to the succubus Dekan, whose every smile and gesture exudes allure, Talomatti embodies the other extreme, displaying remarkable elegance and poise.

Even though she is clearly a demon, she has the aura of a saint.

Dekan sat back down in his chair, still in a daze.

Even though he had seen many grand occasions.

It feels a bit like a dream now.

"To be honest, Master, I'm actually starting to think about writing a light novel."

For a moment, Dekan didn't know what to say to Talomatti, so he could only talk to his master in his mind.

"..."

The master also needs time to digest this information.

It seems that Dekan accepted it faster than she did.

Dekan: "What do you think of the title, 'About My Teacher Becoming My Sister'?"

Master: "What Japanese author?"

The master often listened to Dekan tell her some so-called Japanese tales.

She just felt the flavor was too strong.

"How about 'I, who can extract my identity, join the family search game'? After many hardships, my brother and I are finally reunited. Looking back, I find my sister right beside me."

"...?"

"Isn't that right?"

"Who's your sister? Even if we're...twins, how can you be so sure I'm the sister?"

"Do you see Talomatti acting like an older sister when she sees me? She's clearly the younger sister."

"I'm definitely the older sister, and you're the younger brother."

"Stop lying to yourself, my master."

After conveying this thought.

As if to prove something to his master, Dekan looked at Talomatti, who was leaning motionless against the headboard, and asked:

"My sister, it's been so long since I've seen you."

Talomatti remained expressionless.

Then.

Dekan then tentatively asked:

"elder sister?"

Talomatti's eyes betrayed his confusion.

I don't quite understand what serious illness Deloitte has developed.

Just kidding.

Then Dekan leaned back in his chair again and sat quietly without saying a word.

He waited quietly for his master to share his thoughts.

Who is the older brother and who is the younger sister? The facts are clear.

This time.

It was finally Master's turn to be embarrassed.

She was as if she were asleep, so much so that Dekan couldn't even feel her presence.

Dekan then gave his master a full two minutes of silence.

Finally, Dekan asked himself:

"So, Master, tell me now, definitively, who are you to me, and who am I to you?"

"..."

The master remained silent.

You can imagine her looking utterly exasperated.

She, who had been so full of confidence and mocking Dekan, is now speechless.

The master craftsman was in turmoil, but Dekan was delighted.

He remembered that his master had been jumping around on his face at a high intensity since this morning!

It has never stopped!

Can he bear this injustice?

"Master, I can hardly imagine the day you fully regain your memories..."

"It's surprisingly cute that she keeps calling me 'Onii-chan' (older brother/brother)."

"If it's a cute little sister like you, even if she steals my snacks, I don't think I can get angry, tsk tsk."

Dekan, as if recalling the master's insane mockery of him in the dean's office, began to gloat and tease the master.

"Go to hell!"

Master was already in a state of turmoil, and hearing Dekan's words made him feel like his temper was about to explode.

She simply couldn't accept that Dekan, that despicable apprentice... was actually her brother!

Their status changed instantly!

Even more ridiculous.

Those were the jokes Dekan used to make when he deliberately offended her, like "stupid momo," "like a little sister fighting with her brother for pudding," or "call me Onii-chan."

Is there really no problem?

What kind of blessed mouth is this?!

The master, who was initially very happy to have won the bet, suddenly felt a little hopeless.

however.

Dekan, who was extremely vengeful, had no intention of stopping at this point.

"Master, can you teach me? My little sister is so cute, what should I do? I sincerely ask for your advice."

"Shut up!! Don't call me 'sister' again!!"

The master's voice was not only tinged with embarrassment and anger, but also carried a hint of murderous intent.

Even Dekan was surprised when he heard this.

He had never offended his master to this extent before.

but.

This unexpectedly made Dekan feel a little itchy inside.

Extremely enjoyable!

I even started to wonder what would happen if I provoked her a little more?

Although the consequences could be severe.

But the more exciting it is, the more impatient people become.

Dekan has made up his mind to give it a try.

If you don't want me to call you "sister," then I won't.

"Kawaii nii, watashino ichimoto~"

Dekan spoke to his master with exceptional gentleness, delivering an outstanding performance of the voice of a brother who dotes on his sister and expresses his affection for her.

The master simply fell silent.

And so it fell silent.

But the silence between Dekan and his master was like a brief moment of calm before a storm.

Although the master couldn't understand a single word, he was surprisingly able to understand what Dekan meant.

If she had a body, her ear tips would probably be red by now.

All she wants now is to kill Dekan and then commit suicide.

She already found it hard to accept Dekan as her brother, and with Dekan repeatedly reminding her that "her brother is such a scumbag," she was on the verge of exploding.

Dekan could sense his master's mental breakdown and felt that things were going badly.

He quickly sighed and comforted her in his heart, saying:

"Master, I'm not joking anymore. We might both have trouble adjusting to this new relationship in a short time. Forcing a change in our way of getting along over the years might make it impossible to live together. How about this?"

Dekan acted as if he had come up with a brilliant idea.

"...?"

"From now on, let's call each other our own names. You can call me brother, and I'll still call you sister. How about that so we don't bother each other?"

Dekan is still courting disaster!