Annabelle looking at her brother, at his upper body bare, six-pack abs showing, chiseled chest, and tight muscles glistening with a few drops of sweat, she found him not just handsome, but hot and even sexy.
So, without realizing it, and unconsciously, she found herself exclaiming.
Seeing her brother looking at her strangely this time, Annabelle finally snapped back to reality and felt her cheeks flush. But as she took in the scene in front of her, she thickened her skin, ignoring the embarrassment and shame, of her behaviors, and extended her hand.
Touching his firm six-pack muscles, Annabelle felt like she couldn't get enough of the sensation. So, mustering her courage and deciding to be truly shameless this time, after all, it was just her brother, she finally stepped fully into the dressing room.
Without giving Christian, who was now looking at her incredulously, any time to comment on the situation, she hugged him, or more accurately, hugged his stomach and rubbed her cheek against it.
Hearing her brother call her this time in a slightly louder voice, Annabelle looked up at his handsome face, which was very close to hers, and had it been any other time, she would have simply kept staring at it, but this time she felt a bit annoyed at being interrupted.
However, seeing his expression, which didn't seem to accept "no" as an answer, she finally relented and distanced herself a little.
While, of course, thinking to herself that she should increase the number of hugs moving forward.
Now looking at her brother with her innocent and clueless big green eyes, and seeing that he was fine, she finally said,
"Okay, I'm going to step out now. Please try not to get too angry."
But after taking a step, she stopped, turned toward her brother, and said begrudgingly.
"But it's also your fault for not showing your older sister your amazing body properly in the house or even asking for my opinion."
'Has wearing clothes in the house become a sin recently without my knowing?'
'Should I really go out of my way to tell her these things? Or even show her?'
Hearing his sister's shameless statement, Christian couldn't help but think so in his heart.
But he didn't say anything out loud, simply watching as his sister finally walked out, seemingly filled with regret.
Now alone in the dressing room, Christian didn't know what to think or how to make sense of the situation. He felt that something was really wrong, but feeling tired, he ultimately decided to ignore the incident.
Or so he thought he could ignore the incident, but suddenly he was reminded of something.
Actually, all the other dressing rooms in the other stores had doors and locks, offering plenty of space and comfort. So why did he choose to rest in this particular dressing room? Was it possible that, unconsciously, he wanted this?
To show off his improved body to his sister?
While Christian was troubled by his silly thoughts, Annabelle, on the other hand, was blaming her brother for not showing her his six-pack, amazing muscles, and spectacular body.
She was also trying to figure out how she hadn't noticed the changes despite hugging her brother several times recently. But, after thinking for a moment and recalling the exact situations, she ultimately attributed it to being too emotional at the time, not having the clarity of mind to notice his amazing body.
With the initial rush of shock, amazement, and mesmerization now fading a little, Annabelle finally began to think more calmly.
'Why do I feel like I'm a pervert? Could it be that I've finally been affected by Sylvie without realizing it and have now awakened some weird thing?'
Touching her face and noticing that she was still smiling like an idiot, Annabelle truly began to worry that maybe there was something wrong with her.
She wanted to declare proudly that nothing had changed with her, but after thinking carefully, especially about what had just happened with her brother, she began to question whether it was truly normal.
While Annabelle tried to reflect on herself, feeling a bit panicked inside, she suddenly remembered something she had previously overlooked.
'When did her brother get this kind of body? It's impossible that he went to a gym without her knowing! So how did this happen?'
As the grin on her face finally faded, replaced by a serious expression, Annabelle began to contemplate the crux of the problem.
If she hadn't known that her brother hadn't changed at all and that his personality was still the same, she might have thought that the person inside the dressing room was an imposter impersonating him.
But it was clearly not the case.
Even so, there was clearly something wrong with him. Thinking carefully, she realized it all started when he began working in trading and began making perfect scores on his exams at school.
And then, when he was accused of cheating, the teacher responsible somehow became involved in a scandal under a hacking incident, which was by no means an ordinary event. She even called the school without telling her brother and discovered that no leads had been found against the perpetrator.
Then there was his body, his Chiseled Body, seemingly sculpted by the hands of gods.
Is this really normal? Clearly not.
After considering the facts that had occurred, Annabelle concluded that her brother had indeed changed, but not dramatically in his behavior; rather, his abilities had suddenly become even more exceptional.
He had, of course, always been a genius, but now he seemed to have surpassed that.
'Wait, more exceptional?'
'Could the problem stem from here?'
There was clearly something wrong here; Annabelle was sure of it. Her previous suspicions had now been confirmed.
But even then, should she confront her brother about it?
Or should she consult someone?
'No, I should probably avoid doing that, as I have no idea what could happen if this strange situation were to leak to the outside.'