"Airi, wake up."
I felt someone nudged on my shoulder a couple of times. The movement stirred me awake. Slowly, my eyes opened up to the view of the bullet train interior. I glanced to the side to catch Hiroto-oniisan on his feet gathering our luggage from the compartment above.
I still felt sluggish nevertheless, I stretched my body a bit before helping Oniisan, taking my own bag to myself. He smiled and rubbed my head. I didn't respond to his gesture due to my sleepiness. Hence, I just let him did whatever he wanted while I doze off here and there.
I felt Oniisan's big hand engulfing mine and easily guided the sleepy me towards the exit. It was already dark when we stepped out from the station. The sun went down early in winter.
"President." I faintly heard someone addressing Oniisan. Then, the load in my hand suddenly disappeared.
"President? This is..."
