Chapter 19

The long-awaited holidays had finally arrived. Takumi's parents were happy to see him. His dad didn't mind that he brought Twilight with him and even made a few jokes about being his future daughter-in-law. His mom, of course, was a different story. She didn't say anything, but the look on her face said it all.

"Twilight, there's someone I want you to meet."

There was a small figure hiding behind Takumi.

"Hey, c'mon, don't be shy," Takumi said, and the little boy shyly moved forward.

"H-hi," The little boy mumbled. He looked like Takumi except with black hair and brown eyes.

Before Takumi could say anything, Twilight was already obsessing over the little guy.

"Oh, my Goddess. You're the most adorable thing I've ever seen." She said while pinching both his cheeks. "What's your name?"

"Toshiro." He replied.

"That's a cool name. How old are you?"

"I'm seven. My brother told me about you, and he was right when he said that you're pretty."

"Aw. You look a lot like your brother except cuter."

"Do you have to roast me like that in front of him?" Takumi asked.

"Yeah, because you didn't tell me that you had such a cute little brother. Toshi, do you get along with your brother?" She asked.

"Yeah, he likes playing with me whenever he's home. We have a lot of fun together."

"That's good. If he's ever mean to you, tell me, and I'll beat him up, ok?" He nodded. "You're such a cinnamon roll."

"How come you never show me that much love?" Takumi sulked.

"You aren't as cute." She replied.

"Ouch. Is it normal for me to be this jealous of my little brother?"

"No, it's not. It's kinda sad actually."

"Why do I feel so defeated?" He thought.

"Toshi, do you wanna play tag with me?" Twilight asked.

He nodded happily.

They ended up playing for hours. Takumi joined but had to leave when his mom called him. When he came back, he found Twilight sitting on the porch with Toshiro laying his head on her lap.

"Oh, you're back," He went to sit next to her. "He's fast asleep. But I guess playing tag for hours will wear you out. Are you ok? If you say yes, I won't believe you."

"And what if I am?"

"I still won't believe you."

"You really are difficult; you know that?"

"Yeah well, you're stuck with this difficulty for the whole week whether you like it or not. So, deal with it."

"Oh, I'm planning to."

"I know your little brother is sleeping, but still you can't say things like that in front of him."

"Ok. I have an older sister too. She's only four years older than me."

"Can't wait to meet her. Wait, she's not like your mom, is she?"

"No, she's uh... well, you'll see tomorrow. But I'm a hundred percent sure she'll like you. She likes everyone."

"Ok, I guess."