“No, no, no. Like this,” Neito said as he took a handful of Eri’s shoulder length silver hair and gently parted it in half into a pig tail on each side of her small head. The toddler giggled to herself as she stared up at her older brother and his other friend, Denki.

The two humans had, as usual, invited themselves over to Hitoshi and Eri’s house with no regard for whether Hitoshi might have something else planned for the day. Not that he did, but he didn’t need to tell the two of them that.

“Aw that’s even cuter!” Denki cooed, leaning in towards Hitoshi’s baby sister, his hands resting between his crossed legs. Eri giggled louder with how close Denki got to her before the two of them bumped the tips of their noses together. A little ritual the two of them had created between them.

Neito smirked to himself, straightening his back as he sat there in all his confidence, glad that he won their little spat about how best to tie Eri’s hair for the day. Personally he preferred his sister’s hair to hang loose, but as long as she didn’t have a problem with his friends playing with her hair, then he didn’t either.

“I told you,” Neito said proudly as he reached over and took one of the ribbons Hitoshi had been made to hold for them at some point. With expert hands, Neito pulled the girl’s hair up high and tied them gently before he picked her up under her arms and held her in the air victoriously. “Tada!”

Denki clapped his hands together as Eri squealed in delight, kicking her small feet about as if she could run on the very air she was held on. Hitoshi couldn’t help but smile as he reached over and took his sister in his arms, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“You look very pretty, Eri.”

The pure love the girl held in her big red eyes was enough to melt Hitoshi’s heart as he held her to his chest for a moment before he set her down on the floor so that she could stumble over into Denki’s hold, who caught her just as she toppled into him.

“Easy there,” Denki chuckled, helping her upright before he took her hands in his and enticed her into a performance of a dance he had taught her when no one had looked. One by one Eri kicked her feet into the air as she held onto Denki’s hands to keep her balance.

“She really is too adorable,” Neito said as he sat back, his hands resting on the floor behind him as he watched the two of them perform their little dance.

“She is,” Hitoshi agreed, popping a nearby apple slice in his mouth from the plate that had been placed in the room for them to share. Ever since she had gotten all her teeth, Eri had developed an addiction to the bright red fruit.

Apples were in constant supply around the house nowadays, so much so that Hitoshi felt that he should be sick of them, but oddly enough, he enjoyed the sight of them. A big, round, healthy red apple meant a big, grinning little sister.

And that, he wouldn’t change for the world.

“No, no, no. Like this,” Neito said as he took a handful of Eri’s shoulder length silver hair and gently parted it in half into a pig tail on each side of her small head. The toddler giggled to herself as she stared up at her older brother and his other friend, Denki.

The two humans had, as usual, invited themselves over to Hitoshi and Eri’s house with no regard for whether Hitoshi might have something else planned for the day. Not that he did, but he didn’t need to tell the two of them that.

“Aw that’s even cuter!” Denki cooed, leaning in towards Hitoshi’s baby sister, his hands resting between his crossed legs. Eri giggled louder with how close Denki got to her before the two of them bumped the tips of their noses together. A little ritual the two of them had created between them.

Neito smirked to himself, straightening his back as he sat there in all his confidence, glad that he won their little spat about how best to tie Eri’s hair for the day. Personally he preferred his sister’s hair to hang loose, but as long as she didn’t have a problem with his friends playing with her hair, then he didn’t either.

“I told you,” Neito said proudly as he reached over and took one of the ribbons Hitoshi had been made to hold for them at some point. With expert hands, Neito pulled the girl’s hair up high and tied them gently before he picked her up under her arms and held her in the air victoriously. “Tada!”

Denki clapped his hands together as Eri squealed in delight, kicking her small feet about as if she could run on the very air she was held on. Hitoshi couldn’t help but smile as he reached over and took his sister in his arms, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“You look very pretty, Eri.”

The pure love the girl held in her big red eyes was enough to melt Hitoshi’s heart as he held her to his chest for a moment before he set her down on the floor so that she could stumble over into Denki’s hold, who caught her just as she toppled into him.

“Easy there,” Denki chuckled, helping her upright before he took her hands in his and enticed her into a performance of a dance he had taught her when no one had looked. One by one Eri kicked her feet into the air as she held onto Denki’s hands to keep her balance.

“She really is too adorable,” Neito said as he sat back, his hands resting on the floor behind him as he watched the two of them perform their little dance.

“She is,” Hitoshi agreed, popping a nearby apple slice in his mouth from the plate that had been placed in the room for them to share. Ever since she had gotten all her teeth, Eri had developed an addiction to the bright red fruit.

Apples were in constant supply around the house nowadays, so much so that Hitoshi felt that he should be sick of them, but oddly enough, he enjoyed the sight of them. A big, round, healthy red apple meant a big, grinning little sister.

And that, he wouldn’t change for the world.