The sacred right side of a certain anime

(I went to the gym today to exercise. I feel weak. I need to exercise well...)

The voice was light and pleasant, with the liveliness and sweetness of a girl. Roy, who was staring at the magic book in his hand with a serious face, relaxed his facial muscles and showed a gentle smile.

He had listened to the beautiful voice outside the door for more than ten years. It was his sister.

When facing his sister, Roy would try his best not to show any distress and sorrow, but would show his happiest and carefree side in front of her.

This is what a qualified brother should do. He should not let his cute and fragile sister have any worries.

Roy's nature is like this. He will do things that are in line with his identity perfectly. When he is a brother, he will definitely be the best brother and will never slack off.

The old door was pushed open. In the narrow gap, a bright light completely filled Roy's sight. It was a beautiful and innocent girl.

The girl had long, light-blonde hair that reached her ankles. It was as fine as the sand on the beach. In this old, dim apartment, it also emitted a dazzling brilliance, bringing hope to Roy's restless heart.

"Laura, you're back."

Roy walked quickly to the door, took the basket from Laura's hand, touched her smooth golden hair with his palm, and saw the light dust on his palm, and said distressedly:"……Go clean your hair first."

London in the early 20th century was like a black factory, a veritable foggy city. People walking on the streets would soon be covered in a layer of dirty haze, and the houses here also needed to regularly clean the thick dust outside.

"Don't worry about the hair, as long as the food is not dirty."

Lola's slender and tender fingers carefully lifted the white cloth on the basket. The white cloth was already stained with a layer of dust, but the bread and fruit under the white cloth were clean and warm. Seeing this, Laura patted her gradually bulging chest with a sense of relief and exhaled slightly.

Roy reached out and smoothed the messy hair stuck to his sister's sweaty forehead, making Laura reveal a sweet and innocent smile.

Laura Crawley, Roy's twin sister with the same father and mother, after their irresponsible father left and their mother died of illness, the brother and sister supported each other in London, like two flames hugging each other, growing up together.

Roy stared at Looking at his sister, she had picturesque features, a beautiful face like a blooming petal, adorned with red lips, and blue eyes like the most gorgeous sapphires, revealing innocence and shyness, and her gradually growing facial features were beautiful.

Unlike ordinary Western women, Laura did not have such three-dimensional facial features, but softer ones, more like those of Oriental women, with flawless jade skin like a porcelain doll, with a faint pink color, so delicate that it could be blown away.

Being stared at by Roy, the 15-year-old girl's cheeks gradually flushed. She turned her head away embarrassedly, not daring to meet Roy's gaze. Her fingers tightly grasped her plain dress that had been washed white, and she whispered:"……Mrs. Mary next door sent me some extra fruit today."

"Well, Mrs. Mary has taken care of us a lot. I have only done trivial things like writing a few letters for her. Her husband should be back from the front soon, so we should not bother her in the future."

Mrs. Mary is Roy's neighbor. She is very enthusiastic. She always shares one or two of the fruits she bought with Laura so that the poor brother and sister can improve their meals.

Roy and Laura did not live in an orphanage since childhood.

Their deceased mother left a sum of money.

It is very likely that the money was left by their father, Aleister.

As an adult who has graduated from college and worked, Roy is thrifty and used the money to spend his childhood when he and Laura were still young.

After that, Roy used the knowledge he had learned in the past and now to do some work to help people write letters, which was barely enough to make a living.

In this era, there was no saying that child labor could not be employed.

Although he was a time traveler, the world today was no different from what he remembered in history, but Roy did not jump around like those predecessors who traveled through time and space to make any major events that changed history. This was really related to his identity.

The identity of Aleister's son was not an honor in this era, but a complete death warrant. As long as Roy did not want to be killed by the magician when he went out, he should just be honest and live his life from the heart.

"Water and fruit should be enough. I'll go make some jam. Let's be a little extravagant today and spread the jam on the bread."

Because of Roy's distraction, Laura thought her brother was staring at her. She held the basket tightly and lowered her head. She hurriedly left Roy's sight like a gust of wind, and a shy expression appeared on her fair face.

Seeing this, Roy just smiled helplessly, but when Laura left him with her back and saw the scroll on Laura's gorgeous blonde hair, the smile on Roy's face gradually disappeared.

There was a layer of pattern like Picasso's abstract painting on Laura's blonde hair, just like the boundless starry sky, deep and heavy, and in the"mural" painted on the hair, Roy clearly saw the face of a demon taking shape in it.

In the Middle Ages, people said that women's hair was inhabited by demons, and now Laura's hair is really inhabited by a terrible demon.

"Lola……"

Roy couldn't help but call out his sister's name.

""What's wrong, brother?"

Laura stopped and asked with her head tilted slightly.

Although she was shy, she didn't want to ignore her brother. The two grew up together and experienced the ups and downs of life. In Laura's heart, her brother was her only relative and everything in her life. Even though she felt shy, she would try her best to do whatever her brother asked of her, not wanting to disappoint him.

Roy didn't say anything, but walked behind Laura step by step and hugged her soft body from behind. There was enough height difference between the two, and he lowered his head and kissed her beautiful blonde hair lightly.

Then, Roy said her name as if to test her,"……Laura Crowley."

Suddenly, a heavy and oppressive aura surged from Laura's delicate body. Her blue and innocent eyes dimmed, and a gloomy look that was absolutely impossible to appear on a fifteen-year-old girl emerged. Even the corners of her sweet smile were stretched, and became evil and dark.

"I don't like this name, brother... I say it again, I hope you can call me Laura Stuart!"

After saying that, Laura walked into the small kitchen with a basket in her heavy steps.

Roy's eyes gradually narrowed, he bit his lips and suddenly turned around, saying to the empty air behind him:"……How should I save her?"

Behind Roy, a figure like light gradually emerged. It was an angel!