"Hmm? What's funny, sis?" Christine asked, tilting her head.

Well, whatever it was, she was glad that her sister got to laugh. Frowning all the time never suited her.

The two continued their walk downtown, with Christine occasionally stopping to keep her coat down as cars went by, threatening to expose her underwear. She wasn't the only one, as there were other girls wearing short dresses and the like. As usual, the town was bustling with traffic, though thankfully not to the point of outright traffic jams.

"Yeah, sorry sis, but I couldn't just lie about that," Christine replied. "Clara had been good to me all this time. It was just recently that things ended up this way..."

Clara had allowed her to keep wearing her coat when she joined the student council. Unlike Bak, she didn't make a fuss about it. She allowed her to skip on the meetings whenever she wanted too as well, though she rarely utilized that privilege. 

"I see..." Christine replied to her confession. "I suppose I should apologize as well, for goading you like that. I just... don't want the demon to have control over you," she confessed, her eyes shimmering with worry.

"Well, when that happens, I would surely be there to stop you for being too reckless," she said with an understanding smile. She knew perfectly well how temperamental her sister could be. It was futile to try to curb that completely. She just had to make sure she wouldn't hurt herself too badly doing it. 

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