It's Your Problem Now

Steam curled lazily above the natural hot spring, blurring the edges of the wooden bathhouse and blending with the evening air. 

The faint chirping of crickets harmonized with the occasional splash of water, setting a tranquil scene. 

Haruto leaned back against the smooth stones, letting the warmth soak into his tired muscles. 

Beside him, Enji stretched with exaggerated ease, exhaling like a king lounging on his throne. 

"Man, nothing beats a holiday without my sister around," Enji said, his voice breaking the quiet. He grinned, looking entirely too smug. 

Haruto arched a brow and sighed. "Really? I already miss Haruka." 

Enji turned to him, his expression shifting into mock seriousness. "Miss her? You just talked to her earlier through the phone. Haruto, don't tell me you're turning into a siscon." 

Haruto jolted upright, splashing water in the process.