"In simple terms, this is my and Lola's blood-related younger brother"

Lola couldn't be sure when Caesar started to be suspicious, she carefully reviewed their conversation tonight, but the feeling of being nibbled by small fish in a hot spring made her unable to concentrate.

When did Caesar realize her memory had returned? He seemed normal when he just got home - was it when Lola couldn't hold back and probed about his speech on the Asti people?

Or from the moment she deliberately baited Caesar to say the nickname?

Lola was puzzled.

The warm water soaked her whole body, Caesar's forearm was blocking her neck, and Lola had to lift her chin, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board - no, she was not a fish, she was an agile rabbit that could ambush eagles.

But the warm kiss stopped the rabbit's counterattack, like being soaked in a winter hot spring, Lola closed her eyes, her fingers hanging down, grabbing Caesar's silver hair.

This pervert.

The jasmine on the table was fragrant and beautiful, Caesar, who had been splashed with the fragra