"Sweety-Bird, this is Chi-Chi, your new brother!"
"EEEEEHHHHHH?????!!!!"
A young girl's voice shrieked out in surprise before a thump cut her off.
Looking out from behind my new guardian's legs, I checked to see what happened. What greeted me was the sight of a girl, about seventeen years of age, face planted on the ground and hands in the air holding her school bag and lunchbox.
Feeling a bit bad for her, I walked forward and took them from her hand, helping her up. Patting the dust away from her skirt and smoothing away the wrinkles. I then carefully placed her lunchbox in her bag and handed it to her.
Looking up at her, I'm faced with the replica of her parents. She had the same jade eyes and fae-like facial structure as her mother (shown to me via a picture by her father), but the full lips and spiky hair were all her father's. She gave off a rather sporty but reliable look dressed in her high school's navy blue and white fall uniform with her bright red converse.
Realizing that it was rude to stare at her, I averted my eyes and bowed down to introduce myself.
"Good morning Fushiguro-san, I am Kasai Chikao, your foster brother as of today. If you wish, you may also address me by Chi-Chi as your father does, I'll be in your care."
Reacting to my words, she automatically bowed back, albeit a little taken back by my mature greetings. "Ah.....right. I'm Fushiguro Yuu, your....new sister? Please take care of me." she shakily replied. "Eto, can I have a moment with my Dad please?"
Understanding her confusion, I merely nodded my head and looked at the man in question. "Where would you like me to go?"
He quickly answered my question excitedly. "Why don't you go check out your new room. I'm sure you'd like to get situated in your new home after all." After giving me the directions on where it was, Yuu had her hand locked around his wrist in a tight grip, rushing him to the kitchen with a laugh that sounded off and a stiff smile.
I expected this was going to happen. You can't just show up with an opening like that after all.
Oh well.
Shrugging my shoulders, I gripped my luggage and made my way to my designated bedroom.
Coming across a door that had a cute bamboo door plaque titled 'Chi-Chi', my hand gripped the door handle and twisted it open. Observing the soft-looking bed, I made my way over and sat on it, placing my suitcase at the foot.
Looking around, there was a desk next to my bed placed against the wall where the head was. On the opposite wall was a standard wardrobe and then the door to where I guess the bathroom was.
Flopping myself down, I hugged one of the many plushies that adorned my bed, courtesy of Fushiguro-san, and thought about what the hell my life is.
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I had been thirty-four years of age and working as a pediatrician when I was killed in a shoot-out on a snack run to the store.
(Damn my midnight cravings.)
Not many things happened after that, so it was just a long couple of decades floating in a dark place before I was plopped into the body of a two-year-old.
Unfortunately, the previous owner of this body had his family die in a house fire and was left as an orphan at the mercy of the system when he had met his end when a car barreled into him on the weekly walk around the neighborhood.
(It was probably an assassination attempt no doubt. Going through his memories, I saw the greedy and jealous faces of his relatives when he had been named successor to the family business. I recognized the driver as one of the maids that served them. None of them wanted to take him in even though they had the resources to, and wanted to remove him from the position of the successor.)
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