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The sound of a crying baby resounded within a secluded house somewhere in the world.

"Yosh yosh yosh yoosh, little lady."

Several people are attempting to try and calm the newborn.

Several expressions and emotions are stirred within that time as if witnessing a miracle.

Ranging from pain, sadness, tension, urgency. Before after it happened quickly turned into a spur of relief, grace, and happiness.

And as the newborn was pressed onto the hands of the mother, a tear is shed for what a blessing it has truly been.

0.2

(There seem to be a lot of people around me…)

(that one seems to be of my height)

(They're bickering so much… I'm so tired… I can't move… I'll just sleep…)

0.5

"Big brother! More picture books! Can't you?"

(hmmph, Then I'll do it myself…)

"Careful!"

1

"What a life huh…"

"Sis, you're 6."

In a dimly lit ornate living room. Surrounded by the piles of stuffed monsters that have no right to be so fun to toss around. Her older brother Norton was looking down on her odd murmur.

As they were passing by their odd days within their homes, Norton was reading a picture book where he was attempting to make out any few words that were on it. As for the little girl who was surrounded by the building blocks and a bandage above her inflamed head.

"Well it's just a bummer I can't go outside, nor can I spend time reading the books in the library."

"You fell trying to get books, mom said to keep watch of you,"

"But Mama always beat the living shit out of us every other day, so why is this different?"

Their line of conversation seems to be withheld. As the sound of crashing screeches just outside in the garden. A metallic sound that's crashing against each other, with as much power akin to a huge boulder raining down from the sky. 

"Oh, father is exercising..."

"?"

As the two looked outside of the windows, they witness a built man clad in metal weights while he was practicing swinging around a wooden polearm. At a target of several steel pillars, somehow capable of completely obliterating the dummy with strikes from a wooden weapon against thick steel. Nothing of the sort a normal human is capable of, and noticing that is such an absurd feat.

"Hey, brother, just how is father capable of doing that?"

"Huh? That's what he always does."

"Is it?? What does he usually do anyway?"

Thinking on that question seemed to take Norton a bit to process.

"Does what?"

"Job, what does he do for a living?"

"A living?"

"Work, what does he do and work to be able to pay for us? We never seen him in his usual activity."

"Huh. Don't know."

"Oh come on now.."

As she pondered on this odd stumble as she faced the sky in exasperation.

"Do I have to find out myself…"-

-"Father what do you do for a living"

"My job huh? It is intriguing to hear you are interested in it, though I feel like your mother would prefer being the one to be asked that"

"I will afterwards!"

"Haha, very well then, let's see now…"

2

"So listen here, as it turns out Father is the military general of the Equest Kingdom!"

"Is that cool?"

They ponder over again, this time is the library, after much persuasion and demand, the little lady successfully have permission into the library again on the condition that her brother is watching her. 

Seemingly being forced into it though, he just seems to be stacking a bunch of picture books together in an attempt to make a bookhouse. As opposed to the little sister who's actually reading into the knowledge within the library.

"Not just that, as the tale goes the dukes of Lon Obstein house have been the line of family that produces generals of the kingdom for the longest time, and Haster Lon Obstein has been one of the biggest heroes of the land within the kingdom's history."

"Is that so?"

"Mother too, mother is the sage of the Garden, rumored to be an unknown individual that had helped to lead and advise the kingdom well since its beginnings. Mysteriously known to be unraveling and contributing to the mysteries of the world."

"Is that so... Ah! it collapsed!"

Seeing how much more interested her brother is at stacking books, the little sister simply sighed in exasperation. She stopped as she figured out how uninterested he is in her findings.

3

It was nearing the end of the little girl's house arrests that the older brother was playing along with her. He played with her to the same degree as someone seemingly younger than her for a matter of fact.

It got to a point where the little girl felt like her older brother to seemingly be too engrossed with the knights and princess within the castle blocks made of wooden building blocks.

"And as the last brigade of knights hold their fort against the mad princess-"

"NORTON!! GET OUT HERE!!"

Only from their father's shouting at the garden inciting his name did it seemingly pull him back to reality. And with a trout, he seemingly rushed outside at his command, as the girl's sight followed after them.

"Now after last time, have you practiced swinging the bat enough?"

"I tried, but I can't get the hang of it."

"it'll be fine, let me see your swing!"

Looking outside the window, the girl began to feel left out from the father in son seemingly bonding together, maybe not just that or that she also wants to attempt the training their father seems to impose on the family's only son. 

Being a family of knights, it had all made sense now how her older brother seemed to have already been toughened up for as far as she could remember. And as Norton attempts to swing his hardest yet again, the dummy is struck in a haphazard way with a complete lack of form or footing. so much so that he lost his balance and hell over on his bottom.

"Gyahaha!! Wow you really didn't improve at all didn't you!"

The father seemingly laughed it off and continued his guidance. However, it seems like he took that failure to heart as he goes a lot harder on the kid. Observing it at a distance, the girl felt completely left out.

"Dolores, is something the matter?"

At the sound of the door opening, an alluring woman within a dress leisurely went by the side of Dolores. With a streaking cherry blossom hair that runs down her shoulders, unlike the little girl's silver luster.

"Are you bored that your brother had to play with father first?"

"No, it's not that mother…"

Although she is her mother, looking back on it, Dolores begins to think a few things back about how she has been treated for as far as she remembers and puts up an air of caution from within.

"You've been pretty cold to me lately you know, were you this mad when I told you to stay put inside while you were recovering."

"No- no, I wouldn't."

Stuttering Dolores began having a hard time finding the right words, as if trying to dodge a landmine.

"You've changed a lot of your attitude again, even avoiding me, I left you for a week and you changed so much, kids do grow up so fast don't you."

"…"

Looking away from her mother's words, Dolores began to feel several clashing emotions within her as she began to panic inside trying to figure out a way out of the situation.

"Alright then, if you really do feel left out, how about Mama teach you a few things, I heard you've been starting to read books already."

"!!?"

And with that, starts the dynamic within the Lon Obstein Household.