My Sister Picked up the Male Lead

It felt as if my sister was going to open that door any time now. Was I afraid of getting caught, or was I afraid of the way Knox was looking at me? By his gaze or his low voice?2

… As his face steadily got closer, was I blushing out or surprise?

No. It can’t be. This wasn’t the main issue.

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Trying to avoid the gaze that was boring into me, I shook my head. However, I had no choice but to look right back at him. I had no way of avoiding his gaze. Even though we kept some distance between us, he looked like he could barely control himself.

“Knox, let go of me. My sister could find out.”

“Isn’t it fine if we just whisper?”

“I’m saying that my sister can wake up any second now.”

My sister’s sleeping face filled with fatigue flashed across my mind, but I ignored it. Even though I knew that my sister usually never sleeps that deeply.

“Are you worried that you’d get caught by your sister?”

As I flicked my eyes here and there, I nodded my head. He tilted his head before giving a low whisper.

“… So, I can do anything I want as long as we don’t get caught?”4

Mister, I think I’ve just heard the most dangerous words come out of your mouth.10

It was obvious that Knox did not know what the word ‘anything’ entailed. Flabbergasted by what this man said, I became dazed. But I quickly came to my senses and moved away from his face.

“What do you mean ‘anything’? What the hell are you thinking of doing to me?”

“Are you curious?”2

“…”

No. I’m not curious.

It felt like if I had nodded my head then, I would’ve been trapped in a hell within this room—behind the door while hidden by the curtains.

Since I’ve been trying not to cross boundaries this whole night, I looked down. But I came face to face with his bare chest which made this even more difficult for me. Under the moonlight, the curves around his defined muscles were accentuated, subtly emitting heat.

Let’s not panic right now. I can’t look panicked in front of him. As I rolled up the hem of my clothes, I forced out my voice which ended up sounding awkward.

“Shall we stop and go to sleep now? Well, it’s getting very late. We should sleep now.”

He kept quiet but after holding me tighter, he moved.

“… What about your permission?”

He sounds scary. No, I won’t give you permission. I will never.2

As I shrank under his gaze, I shook my head limply. I slipped out of his hands before I said.

“I’m sleeping in my sister’s bedroom, remember? I have to go now.”

Deciding that we shouldn’t get any closer than this, I slowly pushed my butt backwards as I spoke.

Actually, my sister, who worked hard at fighting the monsters, might have been sleeping peacefully without even knowing that I left. But I don’t think I should tell Knox that. Because the purple eyes that continue to stare at me so persistently were captivating me.1

“Why are you avoiding me? I haven’t done anything.”

But judging by your gaze, mister, it feels like you’re about to do something.

I wanted to avoid his gaze that seemed to be getting closer, but I couldn’t escape anymore because he grabbed my hand. Troubled, I told him to let go, instead of retracting his hand he looked at me stubbornly.

He spoke in a low voice.

“… Sleep here. I can’t sleep without you here.”

His beautiful purple eyes reflected the moonlight in a dazzling fashion.

What’s wrong with you today? A shiver travelled down my spine. His gaze brushed against my body.

“Why are you looking like that? We’ve been sleeping together all this time.”

I wanted to reply, that I wanted to run away because his actions today had been very weird. But instead, I mumbled.

“T-that may be true. But we can’t be caught by my sister, you know?”

“But isn’t it fine as long as we don’t get caught?”1

“…”

“I promise I’ll be quiet.”

… What will you be quiet about?3

No, I mean, does it make sense that you could just casually say “Let’s sleep together” in such a strange way? Unlike me, Knox, who had just threw a fastball at me, looked calm.

“But we’re just going to be sleeping.”

“That’s right. I want to sleep together with you.”2

Excuse me. Why would you say it like that?

“What’s the problem?”

He stroked my fingers. Please stop touching my hand like that.

Knox obviously couldn’t tell the effect of his actions and voice has on me, but the more I was conscious of him the more feverish I felt.

I felt the heat he was emitting through my fingertips. I quickly slipped out of his hold in fear of being detected.

“My sister’s a very light sleeper… So, she wakes up easily. A very very light sleeper.”

He stared at my escaping hand and snatched it from the air. Then he lowered his head and stared at me.

“Your sister seems fast asleep though. She may be a light sleeper but from the silence, I can tell that she’s sleeping well.”

Sneakily avoiding his eyes, I hesitated as I was unsure whether to nod or shake my head. My sister could gauge her limits well, so it was rare for her to be so exhausted and fall asleep so soundly like this.

Should I tell him? I looked at him with a flustered expression, unable to say anything out of fear.

“Yes. S-she’s sleeping…”

Even amidst all this, I was tearing up from my efforts of making sure that we were touching as little as possible, even if he was touching my hands. No, why did I have to go so far?

“Is she really sleeping well?”

“Well, she fought some monsters today… So, probably.”

“I see.”

Because of your persistent gaze, I ended saying something I had been trying to hide. If I hadn’t said anything, I thought I would’ve lost my mind from holding my breath.

I had been spending my nights with him all this while but it had never been anything like this. I confirmed it by meeting his gaze. He was different today. He was being stranger.

“Your sister must love you a lot.”

“Yeah… My sister also like Knox a lot.”

“You mean the Knox during the day?”

“Yes. Because you are very cute and lovey so she likes you very much.”

“… I can’t even imagine what I must look like during the day.”

With a mysterious look on his face, Knox shook his head and muttered to himself.

I don’t know why we were suddenly talking about my sister. But as I began answering his questions gently, he became amazed by our relationship.

While the silence flowed around us like a river, Knox looked at me seriously with his beautiful bejewelled eyes.

I wondered what he wanted to say that warranted such a serious expression from him. To ease off the tension, I shrugged my shoulders.

“Amy. I have something to confess.”

Whilst holding me, he lowered his head and looked at me with a wavering gaze. Wary, I gulped down my saliva.

“Will you get angry if I hurt your sister?”3

“… Huh?!”

“To tell you the truth, I got unexpectedly angry when your sister came to take you away.”

“…”

“… Is this normal?”

I flinched at his question. Thinking back to the time when my sister was there and Knox remained quiet, my eyes widened.

“You got… angry? I couldn’t really tell…”

“Because you were there.”

I shuddered at the thought of him being angry. Knox’s image in the novel flashed across my mind. My sister was an excellent knight, but even I didn’t know what would happen if she got into a real fight with Knox.

No, wait. That means I almost pushed my sister into the male lead’s hands… I didn’t, right? I couldn’t have.

I thought that I had managed to change the relationship between the male lead and his first love but this was change that I didn’t expect.

I quickly grabbed his hands.

“Why were you angry?”

“I’m not really sure. But I have a guess.”

After swallowing my saliva, I replied in a beat.

“… You can’t fight my sister.”

“…”

For a moment, his gaze turned cold. But instead of being directed towards me, it felt like he was looking at something else.

I realised that he was staring at my sister’s room. The purple eyes of the man, whose hands I was holding onto tightly, looked like a beast just before he jumps on his prey.

“If you say so.”4

It was simply one sentence yet why was I getting goose bumps? I recalled Knox’s Crazy Grand Duke image in the novel.

Knox gave a low laugh.

“Since your sister is sleeping right now, can’t you just sleep here?”

Did Knox remember something? How could a person’s persona suddenly change like that? His memories couldn’t have come back right?

No, that can’t be. I must have been overthinking this. Couldn’t it just have been his habits from back when he was the Crazy Grand Duke popping up instinctively?

That’s right. His memories will only come back later in the future. When the Crown Prince comes to attack and after experiencing a great shock, in other words, my sister’s death.

“Didn’t you just say a little while ago? That your sister was in deep asleep after fighting some monsters earlier?”

“…”

By the way, why were we talking so close to each other? I shifted my butt backwards until it hit the end of the sofa. As my body leaned over the sofa railing, he grabbed me. I made incoherent noises while facing his chest. He continued staring straight ahead.

“I had been waiting all night just to see you.”

As his shadow loomed over me, I looked up to see him donning an unknown expression.

“While waiting for you to come to me, an hour felt like a day.”

He rested his head on my shoulder and calmly breathed. I could hear him breathing by my neck. I almost started drooling.4

“… Did I have to ask for permission to do this too?”

Of course.

But if I were to speak now and release the breath I had been holding, it felts like his hot breaths would graze my neck*.

*T/N: So basically, Amy had been holding her breath this whole time and she wanted to retort Knox. But if she were to let go of the breath she was holding, she’d be able to feel Knox’s breaths on her neck, if that makes sense lol.

I could feel him leaning deeper into my shoulders as he leaned his forehead against me. When his lips brushed against my collarbones, I flinched.3

“Don’t avoid me anymore.”

His hair brushed against my neck as he said that. Every breath he took made me feel as if I had a huge beast in front of me. My lower abdomen tickled as I exerted more strength into my hips, raising my goose bumps.

“Can I not stay with you just a little while longer?”

His hot breath that was touching my neck tickled like cotton threads. I was distracted by the sounds of his breathing but his lips that were rubbing against my skin seemed to raise the temperature here by like 10 degrees.

Before I knew it, Knox raised the hand that had been holding his to my cheek, his gaze all the while nailed onto me.

His lips touched my inner wrist, tracing the veins that were popping out because of him.

“Are you giving my permission for whatever I have done so far?”

I barely managed to blink and open my mouth.

“Why are you suddenly speaking about it now?”

“Didn’t you say it was manners to ask for permission before doing things?”

“Yes, I did. So?”

“Nothing. I just suddenly thought of it.”1

He shook his head and stared back into my eyes. His lips touched the softest part of my wrist.

“Will you give me permission?”

… I mean, what’s the point of asking for permission when the deed’s been done.2

My lower lips trembled as I stared at his pressed into my skin. Even his shoulders and his fingers. However, I couldn’t let him continue. So, I lifted my head and spoke.

“Uhm Knox… Y-you can’t just do that to someone.”

“You’re not just a ‘someone’.”

He tilted his head slowly before directing a serious and cold look towards me.

“Were you surprised?”

As he stared at me, he slowly loosened his hold on my hand and instead, held it gently, as if afraid that I would be frightened.

“I won’t do this to your sister.”

“That’s what I mean. To me as well…”

“I can’t?”

We made eye contact.

“Why?”1

He looked at me like someone who learnt that fire was dangerous for the first time ever. Like a someone who still didn’t understand even after explicitly telling them that they can’t do something. I knew he wouldn’t have understood even if I told him upfront.

“Don’t avoid my eyes, Amy.”

“…”

“Amy. What you’re thinking. Why you avoid my eyes. Whether you like me or not. I won’t know unless you say something.”

I couldn’t say anything back. Knox was looking at me, not knowing what was wrong. Looking at Knox now, who was grabbing my arm, the little boy during the day came to mind.

“I-I don’t think we are close enough for me to tell you just yet.”

“… Were we not that close?”

I understood where he was coming from. It was natural for him to feel close to me after losing all his memories and had saved himself from the brink of death by a hair.

He was looking at me with the same expression little Knox had when his hands were dripping with blood and told me that he was used to pain.

“… Do you hate me?”

Why are you speaking so dejectedly? Instinctively, I flinched and reached for his hand. It was just a reflex.

His face overlapped with the little boy who told me not to leave him.

“Looks like I feel troubled.”

“Troubled.”

“That’s right. Whenever this kind of thing happens, I’m reminded that you don’t remember anything.”

I didn’t how much I could say but I muttered.

“It’s because I thought that Knox would have a real home and people who out there who really loves you…”

“…”

“That’s why I feel troubled.”

Because I’m afraid that you’ll give me too much affection.

“Knox, what you have lost will all come back one day. So someday you’ll get all your memories back, right…? That might change a lot of things.”

“Even if I get my memories back, nothing will change.”

“If your memories come back… You’ll realise that you have many things that you cherish. You’ll realise that they had been very precious to you. That’s why I feel troubled?”

Soon, he will meet the wonderful female lead and become happy. This relationship between us will then disappear.

‘I couldn’t do anything to return this affection, so please stop giving me anymore’ was what I wanted to say before I swallowed these words down my throat.

Knox stared at me for a while before opening his mouth. His arms dug at my side and wrapped around my waist tightly.

“… You know it’s not like you avoid my eyes only when we talk about my memories?”

“…”

“Whenever I look at you, I always wonder if I had scared you in any way.”

As he lowered his back, my cheeks naturally touched his shoulders. I flinched. Even if I asked him to let me go, it’s not like he would listen to me, so I just stayed still.

“You’re trembling.”

“It’s not because I’m scared.”

“I see.”

His voice, though still sounding quite downcast, sounded nervous as if he was a little boy. After muttering ‘I can’t take it anymore.’, he clasped his arms around me.

“I’m serious. I was scared of you at first, but you’ve saved my life…”

His bare skin felt hot. The longer we hugged, the stranger I felt. It felt like his scent was now rubbing onto me.1

After what seemed to me as him consolidating his thoughts, Knox lowered his head.

“Amy.”

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Breathless, he called my name. My name sounded strange coming out of his mouth.

“… You make me wish I could spend all of my time at night.”

Looking at me, Knox told me the truth sincerely.

“I don’t want to get my memories back.”