Transmigrated Young Master's Yandere Harem-Chapter 45: How Does She Know?

Azael watched her without blinking. Even though he saw her every day, watching her come out of the bath was different. Her skin glistened slightly with moisture, and a fresh jasmine fragrance filled the room as she entered.

She noticed Azael’s dazed expression. The moment she noticed, her smile widened rather than feeling weird.

"Like what you see?" She asked teasingly.

Only then did he come out of his trance. "W-what? Like? What like?" He questioned like he didn’t know what she was talking about.

His expression was confused. More like he was acting like a confused child. Arista strode towards Azael and sat on his left side.

There were just a few inches of space between them.

"Look at you acting like an innocent kid. Don’t think I didn’t notice how you stare at me. I know how men look at me since I am just too beautiful." She then smiled mischievously. Which was a rare smile on her face. It reminded him of Liana.

She continued, "Well... I can understand why you look at me like that. You’ve been spending most of your time at the manor, and that too alone. Not having any friends... so obviously, you’re not very used to beautiful ladies."

Azael’s lips twitched. He was actually annoyed by her comment, but he didn’t argue back. Instead, he decided to play along with her teasing.

"That’s actually true..." He looked directly into her amethyst eyes. "You are just too beautiful, Arista." He said in genuine tone

He extended his right hand and gently touched the wet strands of her crimson hair, moving them behind her ear.

"You know... when I saw you at that banquet, in that crimson dress... you looked like the most beautiful woman there. Honestly... I almost forgot that you were my sister."

His voice was soft and tender. This time he was telling her the truth. He was being honest.

He looked at her lovely face. Her long crimson hair. The wet strands that rested aganist her skin. Her crystal like amethyst eyes. Those long red eyelashes. Her rosy plump lips.

His fingers slowly moved to her left cheek, gently caressing it, as if she were something extremely precious.

Azael was simply playing along with her teasing... but his actions felt far more intimate than he had intended.

He didn’t have any ulterior motive. No matter how beautiful she was, he couldn’t try to cross the line.

’Maybe...if she were my stepsister..then I might...’

But he stopped thinking because of Arista.

Since her cheeks had now taken on a shade of pink color.

Azael blinked a few times. Even he was surprised at her reaction. She looked so beautiful. So cute right now.

A small honest smile formed on his face. "You are looking too cute right now.. "

Only then did she push his hand aside.

"Wh-what the hell were you doing? And what cute! I am your big sister! Don’t call me cute." The pink shade on her tanned skin deepened. Her cheeks were more rosy now. Her eyes trembled slightly. In surprise, in rage...or maybe something else.

"And...what nonsense you were talking. I am your sister, don’t forget that!"

At her cute outburst.

Azael burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Oh Arista, I was just joking! You took that seriously. Look at your blushing face!"

He crossed his arms against his chest and said, "I am used to men looking at me...pff! But it seems you are not used to compliments."

"Did I make your heart beat faster? Was that too much for you? I thought you might even be used to such compliments."

Each sentence Azael spoke was like an arrow shooting at her heart painfully. Her both fists clenched tightly.

She forced a smile. But her eyes didn’t.

"Just wait till tomorrow’s training..." Those words that came out of her mouth sent a chill down Azael’s body.

He flinched.

He decided to stop teasing her.

"Haha! Oh big sister~ I was just kidding. No need to get angry. Aren’t you my sweetest sister."

Azael put his hand on her thick muscular thighs, rubbing his palm on her thigh.

But he didn’t enjoy it. Rather he was trying to calm her down. "Calm down sis! Calm down."

She continued to glare at Azael for a while. Seeing his worried and nervous expression while trying to soothe her... soon her expression started to calm down.

Sigh.

"Okay...okay..I will forgive you this time. Hmph!"

She forgave Azael but gave a cute pout at the end.

Azael couldn’t help but enjoy her reaction genuinely.

"That’s like my sweet sister. You are just too kind to me~ I am so lucky!"

She narrowed her eyes at the smiling Azael. "You...you really have a silver tongue...or should I say sweet tongue...you would be popular among ladies."

Azael shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. "Hah, no way. Beautiful women are used to such compliments. They won’t get sedu– cough! I mean they won’t be impressed by such words which they hear from time to time."

"Maybe you are right..but if the man is being honest...we could tell that much. So...sometimes it works."

Azael watched her. He was being honest with her despite deciding to tease her.

"Well that aside...let’s put that topic aside..we were going to talk about something else."

"Oh yeah..I nearly forgot why I came here because of your beaut–" he didn’t continue.

Since Arista showed him her clenched fist.

"Okay...let’s talk."

She nodded. "Now tell me...why do you want so much money? What are you planning to do with that."

"I want...that money...to help someone...who is in need."

He wanted to give her some perfect reason. But he just couldn’t think of one.

Should he use his illness? But again he was cured..even if he used some excuse related to it...she would just say...why don’t you directly ask mother then...and he couldn’t do that..should he just tell her that he needed to buy something really expensive or he wanted to invest them somewhere.

No matter what excuse he gave...she would go deeper into it, trying to confirm it. He decided to explain it further. But she cut him off. As her next words made him shocked and horrified.

"...you want them to help Isabel...or...want to win over Isabel by using them?"

His jaw dropped at her words.

’How? How does she come to that conclusion...’ 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

He was at a loss for words. While Arista watched him with a calm stare.