Starting a new chapter in his life as a student in Tokyo, Haru never expected his world to be turned upside down. Across the street, he encounters Fujiwara, an aloof and enigmatic young man with a mysterious past. As Haru grapples with unfamiliar em...
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"Chie?"
Her bedroom door burst open. "You can't knock on the door, huh, Sis?"
"Hey, this is my apartment. You're staying here, remember?"
"You're such a snob," Chie stuck out her tongue, teasingly. "What's the use of that door? It's better to just pull it out! You always go in like this."
"You too! Always barging into my room without asking. It's kinda our family thing, don't you think?"
"Are you saying rudeness is hereditary?"
"You are more rude than me."
Her big sister jumped onto the bed. Ne-chan's hair was still a little wet, indicating she had just been in the shower. "Let me borrow your nail clipper. I forgot where I put mine."
"You can't cut your nails at night, Sis!"
"Shut up. You're just like Grandma!"
"If you cut your nails at night, you won't be able to see your parents when they die."
"That's a myth. My big toenail is broken."
Chie pouted. She opened her desk drawer, taking out a nail clipper and threw it to her big sister, who managed to catch it on time. Damn, Chie thought, she was hoping it to hit Ne-chan in the head.
"By the way, what are you doing, Chie?"
"Isn't it too late to ask? You should have asked earlier, before barging into my room."
Ne-chan leaned over and patted Chie's calf. "I'm trying to be a good big sister here," she said. "Why are you just lying around? Don't you have homework to do?"
"My homework is finished."
Sound from the nail clipper filled the room as Ne-chan continued, "How is your part-time job? Have you received any call for interview?"
She sighed in silence. Ne-chan always brought up things that made her feel down. "I'm still looking because my own sister won't help me, even though there is a job vacancy in her office that I qualify for!"
"I told you," Ne-chan patted her calf again. Chie pulled her legs free from the playful abuse and sat cross-legged on the bed. "I can't just recommend you because you're my sister. If I get caught, it will cause trouble."
"I didn't ask for your recommendation. I just wanted the application form."
"Same thing. It's called collusion!" Ne-chan wagged her finger. "Big no-no!"
"We're not the only Maruyamas in the entire Japan." Chie let out a pointed remark, wanting Ne-chan to feel guilty. "If you don't mention we're siblings, no one will know."
"The HR department might still be suspicious if they see your identity and photo," Ne-chan replied, her tone less apologetic than Chie had hoped. "Besides, the job is for an admin. You'll be at the mercy of other employees."
