The Confrontation

Warm and bright. Those words were fitted to describe how welcoming the family of the young general is. Although there was an entity absent in the house, the welcoming party for Violet was good enough to be pinned and engraved in her memory.

The foods and house decorations just for her were unexpected as she thought that a simple greeting from her would do. Jane remained silent throughout the party as she was sleep deprived and tired from working endlessly back in their base. An hour after the party, she went to her room and rested to regain her energy.

"Sister... Violet?"

Violet's eyes widened with the label that Jarvis bestowed to her. The curious and examining eyes of Jarvis became bright when he saw that Violet wasn't angry on what he used to call her.

Like a small kid, the ten-year-old boy smiled widely, showing his white teeth. "I'll call you sister Violet!" He announced as he continuously shines brightly with his adorable face.