Saffron
After playing a few more rounds, Sil ran over to us. He had gotten his cap, bat, and glove.
"Wanna play, sport?" Milo asked, smiling at my brother.
Sil beamed and nodded eagerly.
Our cousin laughed and swung his bat. "Alright, throw it at your old cousin!"
I frowned. "It might be dangerous. You suck at controlling your strength, Milo."
"It's Tasuku now. Also, I can control my strength."
Koyuki hummed from the patio. "Maybe have the kids play amongst themselves?" She glanced at my younger cousins.
"Hehe! Let's ball, Sil!" Michi said, jumping up and down. He was the youngest of my paternal cousins. The kid was like a mix of Milo and my sister.
