I woke up with my sister's cooking. The smell of garlic from her garlic fried rice is filling my room. She might have opened the door for me. I do my morning routine and went straight to the dining area only to find my two sisters arguing about potato cuts. "Good morning." I greeted both of them and they stop arguing when they saw me. "Good morning Prince Charming." They both greeted me. I remember our late sister Ayane she used to call me prince charming since we are young. She's the second child and she looks so much like mom and Portia resembles her. "We are fighting because of these potatoes. Aooni wants to cut it like wedges when I wanted like fries." Aoi rants over our older sister. If Ayane was here she would probably make a better solution.