"Hello, Rin."
She whirled around at the sound of her brother's voice - one that she had not heard in a while.
"Nii-san…"
She said with a small smile, wearing her guards uniform.
"I'm sorry it took so long for me to come and see you."
"No… it's okay. I know how busy you are lately."
Came her sad response.
"Do you mind if I come in to see mother too?"
"Mhmm, I think she'd like that."
They were living in the same house as before – the one Niwa had given them all that time ago.
He had not heard much about home. Not even from his father. It seemed to be a topic Morohira wished to steer clear from. And as he walked in and felt the atmosphere, he understood why. It felt like a funeral home.
"Who's that Rin?"
Came a weak voice from the next room. She must have heard their footsteps.
Instead of replying, she simply smiled at Gengyo, and motioned for him to follow her.
