A day had passed and a new day had come, but Sister hadn't said a word to me. I tried to approach and interact with her, but she's been avoiding me around the clock. She must have been really disappointed in me.
No matter how much she disapproves of me, resents me, or hates me, she'll come back to me because I have something very essential to her. But her giving me forgiveness needs to fulfill her satisfaction first and foremost.
"Can you please forgive me for what I have done now? How much time do I need to do this?"
"Until I satisfy myself. Do you really think you can just play with an innocent woman's heart like that?"
"I don't remember you being an innocent."
"Oh ho. Baring your fangs against your master now? Are you inciting an insurrection against tyrannical statism?"
"I am very sorry, my esteemed elder sister. Please forgive this younger brother's sinful nature."
"Good boy."
If you're asking me what I am doing right now, well... I bowed my body so deep to the point where I laid my forehead flat on the cold floor. In other words, I am prostrating myself before my crossed-armed sister.
As I am humiliating and suffering myself here, though I quite deserved it for what I've done to her, Sister just locked her sadistic eyes on me as if she were a queen herself.
With her entwined porcelain-white legs, she raised a foot and placed it on my occiput, then started her divine preaching afterwards.
"Do you understand what you have done?"
"I truly understand."
"Have you reflected on yourself after what happened?"
"I sincerely have."
"If you have, I'll forgive you this time." Then she removed her black shoe from the footstool.
"Thank you very much, my beloved sister. May the benevolent gods take your pure white sou— Ack!"
As if hammering the last nail of a wooden coffin, Sister struck her shoe back to my head.
"Are you praying for my hastened celestial transfer?"
"Of course not! Long live the queen!"
"Hmph. You may stand now."
"Thank you, Sister."
I immediately stood up from my prostration the moment she lifted the guillotine. I brushed off the dust and dirt around my garments before turning my attention to my sister.
"Looks like you're done tending yourself. Can you make Mary immortal now?"
"Anytime you want, Sister."
Now that Sister has finally forgiven me after an hour of humiliation, we are now capable of discussing the topic of Mary's life extension. Sister's dream of living with her loved ones is about to be granted with a sufficient amount of payment.
I am not sure of Sister's future, but she will be staying with our already-immortal parents for life, as will I. Whether she takes on another partner in life or not is her choice.
But I am certain it would be a member of the same gender. Because of that, our family will reject marriage proposals coming from men. Since she is a beautiful and strong noblewoman, both physically and mentally, many male suitors approached her to take her hand.
Even since her social ceremony, many young noblemen tried to take her but got flatly rejected in an instant. She didn't tell them that she liked women, so no one knew what she liked.
Mothers don't want their only daughter to have a politically arranged marriage. They wanted her to choose whoever she liked.
Even though we've rejected too many proposals until now, it wouldn't hurt our territory, politically or economically. There were various reasons for that claim. First is our territory, or our tiny realm, which only has one ruler, which is Mother.
The second was that the land of our realm was formerly a fraction of two neighboring countries. If one party forced us to acknowledge the proposal, the other party would react to the issue. Friction between the two countries would ignite, which might escalate to war.
The third and probably most vital reason was the location of our territory itself, at the entrance to the most dangerous place on the continent. The infamously monster-infested Great Forest of Darkness.
A city that is facing a forest filled with powerful entities will have an abundant quantity of powerful monster materials on hand. Making us the source of high-quality raw materials that are essential throughout the continent.
That's why our humble family can refuse as many engagements as we want. In the event that a royalty proposes, we have to think deeply about it and decide the best way to respond.
I also received a few proposals, but professionals have standards.
"Should we summon Mary here?"
After I asked her that, Sister unbound her legs and stood up from my seat.
"I'll go. You, stay."
"As you wish."
After she walked out of the workshop, I laid my back against the couch and waited for her to come back.
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"I'm here with Mary. I leave the rest to you."
"I understand, Sister."
A few minutes had passed before she opened the door again. This time, she brought Mary with her.
The Mary in front of me really turned into a mature woman compared with the girl when I saw her for the first time. Not only did she grow up mentally, but she also underwent big changes in her physique.
The former slender girl is now a curvaceous beauty like Mother's. Sister is a lucky bastard who had bedded her for nights.
"Okay."
In order to make the ceremony more dignified and aesthetic, I have it done as if Mary has been accoladed. Out of thin air, I conjured a sword in a stylish scabbard from my storage.
"What are you? A king?"
"Can you please do not break my moment?" I pleaded as I sheathed the blade of my hand-forged sword.
The blade was made out of lustrous mithrill and had stylish engravings on it. The sunlight reflected throughout the room as it touched the golden surface of the orichalcum hilt. It's actually a replica of the British Monarchy's Knighting Sword.
"The Eternity Ceremony of Mary Anallet officially begins."