Then, under Lynn's puzzled gaze, Sir Aiwen rubbed his temples, turned around, and in an utterly unbelievable manner, vanished into the wall.
Lynn: "..."
Fortunately, though.
Lynn's gaze, filled with pity, fell upon Alice in his arms.
Alice was not seriously hard.
...
A dozen or so minutes later.
Alice, having finally recovered a little, was placed by Lynn to sit on the edge of the bed, but those pure, limpid eyes of hers gazed at him as if nothing else in the world existed besides this brother of hers.
Lynn cast his Random Diagnosis on her, roughly figuring out her current condition.
Then he shook his head, smiling bitterly.
"Your Ghost Energy is severely depleted, you were almost on the verge of dispersing into nothing. It's fortunate you managed to contact in ti. Any later, and you might have truly beco a mindless, wandering Undead."
Alice continued to gaze at him with that pure look, her two little feet swinging back and forth, a clear sign of her excellent mood at this mont.
Helpless, Lynn reached out and booped her delicate nose, saying,
"Don't do this again in the future, understand? Curses can't be shaken off by brute force. Acting like this will only make your curse more ferocious, and then you'll really be in trouble."
But obviously, judging by Alice's expression, she hadn't taken it in at all.
Obedient as a little angel.
She also showed none of the shyness or embarrassnt a normal human girl would, seemingly completely unconcerned about whether being seen naked by her brother was sothing to be embarrassed about.
"Brother, hug."
Alice opened her arms towards him again, her eyes full of attachnt.
Lynn closed his eyes. "No more hugs, we've hugged plenty already. Brother will make you so clothes first. You must rember from now on, never be naked in front of boys, not even your brother, understand?"
Lynn casually retrieved one of his own shirts from his System Space, then used his Mimicry ability to decompose and reconstitute it into a set of pure white underwear and a dress.
Lynn had a pretty good grasp of Alice's asurents.
After all, last ti in Wandering Souls Alley when he helped Alice get scrubbed clean, he had already figured out her waist and bust size.
But Lynn harbored no impure thoughts towards this sister of his. If his moral compass faced Zuo Zuo at "-1%", and Miss Puppet at around 50%, then for his Alice, his morality definitely remained firmly between 90% and 110%.
Because for a little girl with such a tragic past, who practically saw him as her whole world, Lynn could absolutely not muster any lustful desires. What he felt was only a strong sense of protectiveness and pity.
Yes.
That's exactly it.
"Here, put these on first."
Resigned, Lynn placed the small underwear and dress beside her.
But Alice remained quietly seated there, her eyes blinking as she looked at him, making no move.
"..."
A dark line appeared on Lynn's forehead. "You don't expect your brother to dress you, do you?"
Alice nodded, grabbed Lynn's fingers with both hands, pulled him close, and looked up at him with those big, misty eyes.
Lynn knew he had lost.
As a man, as a brother, being gazed at with such misty eyes by such a pure little sister, he swore, even the most iron-willed brother here would be utterly unable to refuse her anything.
Though he knew he wasn't a lolicon, nor a siscon, he still knew he had lost.
"Sigh, let's be clear, just this once."
Lynn was utterly helpless.
He then lifted Alice's two little feet onto his lap, picked up the freshly made panties, carefully lifted her up, and helped her put them on.
Throughout the process of Lynn dressing her, Alice remained very well-behaved and cooperative. Her angelic eyes never left him. No one could possibly resist such a look, brimming with attachnt and affection.
Especially from a little girl.
Although Lynn felt no lustful desires, it had to be said, Alice was definitely the kind of super beauty in the making. Her two slender, long legs were flawless and pure white, aside from the fine, unhealed cracks, there were no blemishes.
One could say,
If Alice were still alive, in her own world, she would have absolutely grown into a first-class, beautiful lady.
Thinking of this, Lynn sighed inwardly.
After all, such a beautiful and obedient girl endured such tornt and treatnt in life; that in itself was sothing to lant.
Carefully putting on her underwear, Lynn slipped the pure white dress over her.
Then he gathered her soft, long hair behind her back. Once dressed, she looked exquisite, like a freshly sewn Doll.
And who could have known,
that she was actually a terrifying Death-On Tier Evil Ghost, capable of causing chaos in an entire region?
Lynn instinctively patted his sister's head.
In his arms, Alice tugged at the corner of his clothes, looking up at him with an affectionate gaze.
Her two slender, long legs swayed gently.
Clearly, it was only by Lynn's side that she truly felt safe and relaxed.
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