When it was time for meals in the household, they would often distribute their chores. That particular day, Hanako and Hikari were in charge of the cooking. Thoughts of the meeting she overheard that morning were still eating at Hikari’s consciousness, and she didn’t know how to look at her younger sister. The reason they hadn’t—or rather couldn’t—go back home was because she wouldn’t survive the trip.
Clumsiness had taken over her actions as a plate fell from her hands for the fourth time that evening. With tired sighs, it was Hanako who cleaned all of her messes. “Tomorrow, we don’t have any choice but to buy some new plates for Madara. They do have a lot of plates here, but we still have to replenish those you broke,” she announced with a mocking grin. Silence followed, making Hanako l
