"S-sorry... I... I just don't want to be supported."
'That makes sense,' Oreos thought. 'My sister is so independent and strong; she wouldn't want her little brother to see her in a moment of weakness.'
The reason dawned on him in an instant.
So, he stopped trying to support his sister and gently guided Jocelyn to the dining table instead.
"That's all right. Let's eat, then. We're having your favorite tonight—vegetable salad and corn chowder."
"Mm."
Jocelyn gave a small nod and slowly made her way to the dining room. After she sat down, her gaze fell upon the thick, bright, milky-white dressing on the green vegetables. As if recalling something, her beautiful eyes widened in a flash.
The golden-brown-haired Swordsman covered her mouth and dry-heaved twice, then waved her hand dismissively.
"I... I think I'll skip dinner after all."
