Trapped as an NPC in a Dating Sim-Chapter 97: Teasing Twin Sisters!

Owen smiled, but a faint confusion still lingered in his eyes.

After all, he didn’t see them getting any honey before.

’Interesting! This batch of juniors has quite hidden talents.’

Although he missed an opportunity to gain their favor, he was still satisfied. In the first place, he didn’t take this trial seriously.

"Okay then. Now that everything is over, let’s return to the camp, shall we?"

"As for the club, you can come tomorrow. I will provide you with details, membership, and the benefits you will get. Believe me, you juniors are very lucky to stumble on my club, Trade Circle."

Owen didn’t waste time and began to guide them toward the camp. With his level 100 Golem by his side, not a single monster disturbed their return.

Nor did any weird incident happen like before, which made Soren relax.

"Congratulations on joining the club."

Just as Owen was leading them out of the forest, Soren suddenly came beside the twin sisters and spoke, startling Elise and Elara.

"Y-Yeah...thank you."

Elise was a bit stunned to see him so close and felt herself flustered, but she quickly collected herself.

From outside, it was hard to notice she was the same girl who had been peeping at Soren and Aurelia kissing in the forest just now.

"Haha... welcome. To be honest, this trial was really fun, right? Especially that dance of you sisters. I have never seen such a beautiful yet deadly combo before."

Soren seemed oblivious to everything and just smiled naturally, using his over 100 points of charm to their limit.

And besides, he didn’t really lie here, as the sight of the twin sisters dancing with blades in their hands was truly too beautiful.

He wondered how they would look if they danced like that for him on...

’Cough... I am going off course.’

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Soren. And we find your archery equally beautiful, too. I never knew an archer could be so powerful."

Elara, who was always silent, suddenly spoke, thanking him, her curious gaze landing on Soren.

Just like Elise, she also noticed some change in him that wasn’t there before. Something fundamentally different.

’Maybe I wasn’t paying attention to him before?’

She wondered as Soren spoke, a bit embarrassed,

"Please don’t call me Mr. Soren. Soren will do. We are now in the same club and same batch, there is no need to be so distant, is there?"

"Oh? Then I will call you Soren from now on. By the way, you can call me by my name too."

"Which is?"

"..."

"Elara... Elara Vans."

"Haha... don’t mind me, Elara, you two sisters look so similar that I can’t recognize who is who at all."

Soren didn’t seem embarrassed, but rather laughed.

"Yeah, we get that a lot."

Fortunately, Elara seemed quite easygoing, despite her usual cold facade.

"Hmm... then she must be Elise, right? Hello, can I call you by your name too?"

Soren suddenly focused on the sister who was next to him, silently listening to their conversation.

"Y-Yeah, y-you can."

He asked so suddenly that Elise stuttered a bit, despite her attempt to calm her heart. Fortunately, Soren didn’t seem to notice as he smiled as always.

"Perfect. By the way, you can call me by my name too."

After saying that, Soren began to initiate small talk as if he were bored by the long walk.

"By the way, Elara, can you guys communicate through your thoughts?"

He suddenly asked, as he was really curious. In his last life, he had heard about such telepathic abilities.

"Hmm? With our thoughts? No, why?"

But it seemed he was wrong.

"Well... you know, you two are twins and all. You look exactly the same, so I thought maybe you could communicate telepathically?"

"What? I wish, but we can’t."

Elara shook her head.

"At most, we can synchronize our movements during a fight with our skills. That too requires us to say our skill names aloud."

"Is that so? Too bad then. What else can you guys do as twins?"

"Not much. Besides looking the same and having a bit of a close connection, we are as much individuals as everyone else."

"Oh? By the way, if you don’t mind me asking, can your parents differentiate between you two?"

Soren suddenly asked, as he found that he really couldn’t tell them apart just from their figures and faces alone.

"Hmm? Yes or no?"

Elara was a bit embarrassed, as no one had ever asked her such questions before. Soren was a bit too friendly, it seemed.

"Yes or no? What kind of reply is that? Or do you mean they can’t?"

Soren raised his eyebrow, completely ignoring the awkward look on Elara when Elise mumbled from the side,

"Of course they can, idiot, unless we act, of course."

Although she mumbled in a low voice, everyone heard her loud and clear.

"..."

For a moment, a brief silence ensued before Soren countered,

"What do you mean, idiot? Is it my fault that you two look alike?"

Soren was waiting for Elise to talk.

After all, he had to kiss her in two hours no matter what, and honestly, he really had no idea how to do that.

But he was in a position where he couldn’t afford any punishment, not when someone in the dark was eyeing him.

So, all this time, what he was trying to do was to make Elise relax in his presence. Relax enough to let her guard down.

To be honest, Soren was testing his limits today.

"N-No... I-I mean, of course, our parents know who is who. They gave birth to us. You would be stupid to think they can’t."

Elise realized what she said and tried to recover, only to say something bad once more.

Maybe due to the earlier incident, her brain wasn’t working properly.

"N-No, I didn’t mean that..."

Flustered, she tried to correct herself once more, only for Soren to roll his eyes at her.

"You know what... I think I can finally tell you two apart now."

Soren smirked and pointed at Elise.

"The extremely rude and stupid one is definitely Elise, and the one who looks beautiful, cold, and gentle is Elara."

"See? Is that how your parents tell you apart, too?"

He asked, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

"What? Who are you calling rude and stupid? Soren Kingswell, don’t get too familiar. We only just met—"

Elise frowned, clearly offended, trying to stop him, but Soren cut her off once again.

"See? Look at how angry and worked up you are. Definitely Elise."

"What do you mean, definitely? Of course, I’m Elise. Who else would I be?"

"Haha... now even you’re agreeing with me."

"When did I agree with you? Soren, don’t put words in my mouth."

"Sigh... how wrong I was. Now that I’ve seen just how rude and stupid you are, the difference between you and Elara is like night and day."

"You...stop calling me stupid! I’m warning you. Or else..."

"Or else?"

"Or else... or else..."

"Hey, Soren, please don’t tease Elise too much."

"See? Your sister is so gentle, beautiful, and considerate, unlike you, who’s always angry."

"And whose fault is that? Besides, we look exactly the same. What do you mean she’s beautiful and I’m not?"

"Tch... there’s something called personality, alright? Maybe you should learn about it sometime."

If there was one thing Soren excelled at, it was irritating people to no end.

In just a minute, their normal conversation had turned into a full-blown argument, the two of them bickering like cat and dog.

For a moment, Elara, Aurelia, and Owen could only watch in surprise as the two continued their back-and-forth all the way to the camp.

By then, Elise was so worked up that her cheeks were puffed and slightly flushed, making her look both furious and oddly adorable.