"Alright, I've made the vow, can you be honest now?"
Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, Ilya reached out to pat Betty's little head. Sometimes, she really envied her little sister, whose world revolved around food and drink. Even if she wasn't that smart, it didn't matter; everyone was fond of her anyway.
Who wouldn't love her appearance? She was only fifty years younger than Ilya, yet she maintained the appearance of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old human girl, looking both beautiful and adorable. Who wouldn't feel a fondness upon seeing her?
"Well... you still need to invite me for some delicious food, only then can I reluctantly trust you!"
The big loli hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, feeling that the big sister might not be so bad after all, then nodded her head, but still demanded hush money.
