"Why are we here, sis?" Takeshi asks me when we reach the hotel. I take a glance at this weird boy. He getting more familiar with me. Compared to Kamiyama, he is harder to deal with. A part of him seems innocent. At the same time, he gives me a feeling that he is conniving. He really treats me like his sister.
He looks a lot like her. His eyes, nose, and his smile are the same. His voice is different, but the way of talking is the same as her.
Whenever I look at him, I remember what my mother did. She chose him over me.
"I need to make some preparations before I go to the event." I try to smile at him. How long do I have to bear this?
"I agree with sister." Haru nods like an old man. "A warrior must prepare for the war."
"..." I am seriously worried about this kid. "Listen, boy. I am not your sister. So, don't call me that."
