Esma's laughter stopped when her hair bound her arms and legs.
Her eyes widened and she turned around.
Sierra stood behind him, still smiling.
"S-Sierra… I just..."
"You dragged Esmari here without permission, made Arabel worry, and now you're laughing at your older sister?"
"But you just..."
"Arabel told me what you had arranged and asked me to keep an eye on you," Sierra said with the same smile.
"Wait!" Esma cried out. "This is completely different! Sierra, let's talk!"
Slap!
"Ahhh! Not in front of everyone!"
Slap!
"Yulaya! Hazel! Don't look!"
Esmari, who was still lying on the floor, slowly raised her head. A malicious smile appeared on her face.
"Who's laughing now, little sister?"
Slap!
"Shut up! It's all because of you!"
When it was over, Esma was lying next to Esmari, equally disheveled and humiliated.
Sierra looked at them both with satisfaction.
"Now it's fair."
She turned to the portal.
