A short pause was taken by Paul, who scoffed before replying to the duke.
"Hah. If she had been at our household, I would have never lost sight of her. And yet, after staying here with knights and everything the Emperor's guard should give for her safety, Marianne now even flinches at Theressa's concern."
'… ugh... weirdo-'
"I am sure you would have never lost sight of her. Your concern almost appears obsessive at times, Paul."
"… She's my sister."
"Indeed, your SISTER. And I am her father. Quit being intrusive in my decisions as her parent."
'..... d-dude… that's too blunt, but…' — I thought, staring at my hand that Paul was starting to squeeze making it hurt. Clearly upset at the truth the mister was throwing at him. Invoking nauseating sensations in me since his fingers sinking into my skin felt horrible as I could feel his body's heat was also being transmitted. — 'ugh… please, enough already… can't you let go?'
