Garden Room.
"Eeeeekkkk!!! Lianaaaaa!! I'm just saying!!" Lyzia, who was sitting next to Celine, winced as her wrist was gripped hard by Liana, who sat gracefully in front of her, smiling sweetly. Lyzia tapped the table repeatedly in defeat, her face contorted in a mix of pain and panic.
"My, my~ Saying what, my little sister~?" Liana's smile grew even sweeter, her grip tightening.
"I didn't even mean it!"
"Really? What were you saying again~?" Liana tilted her head, her voice soft and melodic, but her grip remained firm, making Lyzia squirm.
"Ah..ahhhhhh!!! I just said to let me become brother-in-law's wife."
Liana's eyes narrowed, her smile still perfectly in place. "Arara~ And why would you want that, my dear little sister?"
