The Heir's Naughty Twins
8. Wagering Money

"Yuuki, I was waiting for you from earlier!" Ken waved at him when Yujerian came carrying a bowl of warm food. "Hey, help me for a second."

"Yuje-nii is going to bribe me." Yuveria is possessive.

"Come, Yuui. Sebentaaaaar I'll borrow your brother. I need help!"

Yujerian turned to his sister who still had not let go of their hands.

"Just for a second?" He said it in Indonesian. "Calculate up to one hundred with an intermediate tempo. I'll be back before the number reaches a hundred."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Yujerian rushed over to Ken and several older teenagers gathered.

Although it was now snowing, they were practicing sword dance arts that might be displayed at the festival later.

Ken asked her to look at the posture and position. They all knew that Yujerian had been adept at wielding swords since he was three and a half years old.

The one who taught him was Hestia, but his mother had no idea that the talent was known to some.

"Your arm is too strong, Aniki. Swing swords in the art of dance should be soft and pliable. I told you not to use more than one-fourth of the power."

"That's hard, Otoutou-yo. My arms have been strong since birth!"

Yujerian grunting. Help him swing the sword with the correct intensity of force, then Ken does it himself.

In his head Yujerian was counting down something the tempo of Yuveria's count there.

"Yuuki, I brought your money. A little too soon, but it's gonna be your birthday, right?"

Yujerian received an envelope containing a fraction of ten thousand yen. It was the betting money he won some time ago when there was a competition in the village next door. Indeed, he hopes to have it quickly in order to be on time to buy gifts.

"Here you go, Shin Aniki." [Sorry troublesome, Brother Shin.]

"Itte. Soreyori, there's an online chess match soon. The prize is quite big. I think you'd be interested in coming." [Once, never mind. Than that ..]

"Hey, his opponent is a local grandmaster. Overdoing it for a kid as small as Yuuki."

"really. Even if Yuuki was a genius child, he would still have a hard time fighting the many more mature and experienced participants."

"I'll come along." Yujerian smiled lightly.

"I'm a little suspicious of you." They stared full of search. "Lately you have been very happy to participate in many competitions secretly. What was? Your mom needs money?"

"Osoi, Yuje-nii." His sister remained sullen even though Yujerian returned as promised. [So long time ago.]

"Rose, gomen. Shin-niisan gave me the competition money yesterday."

Slipping her hand between Yujerian's fingers, Yuveria turned her back enthusiastically. "really? Did Yuje-nii win again?"

"Have I ever lost?"

Yuveria laughed cheerfully.

Indeed never in their dictionary did Yujerian lose something. No matter what the match was, no matter who the opponent was, there was always a way for him to win and make Yuveria happy.

They don't really need the money. Because Hestia secretly has a lot of wealth managed both domestically and abroad. But his sister was always proud whenever Yujerian produced something of his own without being noticed by Hestia.

He said, that's cool.

"Is there a gift you want?" ask the boy later.

Yujerian feeds his sister a warm soup because she prefers to feed on being fed.

"This time I want the prize to be secret. Besides, I'll also ask Teru-obachan for my money."

If Yujerian likes to participate in betting and competitions, then his sister does art business with a woman named Teruhashi. His sister sings there secretly, then gets a salary from Teruhashi who uploads it to social media. Of course, Yuveria's face was not revealed.

Yujerian laughing. "alright. I'll buy you a secret gift, and you'll buy me a gift."

"Haha-ue too!"

"Of course."

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Chichi-ue : Daddy.

Haha-ue: Mother

Aniki, Nii, Niisan: Big brother

Obachan, obasan, oba: Aunty

Ojisan, Oji-ue: Uncle

Otoutou: The younger brother