Everyone says my brother is handsome and elegant as a father. But as wild as an unbridled horse like a mother.
While everyone would tell me I look like a mother but was refined and calm as a father. Every time they would team up and cause havoc in the mortal realm father and I would chase for the both of them. Him scolding my mom while I am scolding my big brother.
I guess they are right.
They say big brother is cold and unapproachable. And that he is only a slacker. But I beg to disagree, he is my protector, who always makes corny jokes to make me laugh. And would warmly hug me when Father would not let me in their room when I have nightmares. He is not a slacker because everything I know is taught by him.
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They say my grandmother is a cuckoo empress when she is drunk. Well, wha
