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Before I leave though, Kaori grabs a hold of me, sadly begging me to... bathe with her. “Errr..... Kaori...” Hearing me hesitate, Lionel says I don't have to pay any heed to her, since “she's so drunk, she probably wouldn't even remember winning all of those prize tickets tomorrow morning.” Hearing ...

Keeping quiet as we move, Lionel and I help Kaori into the bathroom, where.. errm, Lionel starts taking off both their clothes... I guess all that sand and sweat really has to go, even if Kaori can't bathe herself right now. --Wow, Lionel's penis is looking rather handsome tonight, ...err, I'll pret...

Deeper into the night.. while everyone peacefully sleeps... I gaze at the digital clock, it's around.. 10:42 PM? When I hear the front door opening, and Kaori and Lionel finally returning. Thankfully mindful to silence his echolocation toy, Lionel helps the stumbling Kaori into the still and quiet h...

Smiling brightly and politely bowing, Shizuo bids me [Good night, Iwanako..] filled with softness and happiness in every gesture of his signing. He thanks me warmly again while I try to keep myself from hugging him, the endearingly-beaming prince of my dreams, who looks so innocent and adorable toni...

Dearly cradling his sleeping sister in his arms, the delicate Shizuo walks steadily and gracefully to her room, quietly following me while I carefully carry Hitomi's toys in my arms. Carefully handling the doorknob without a sound, nor dropping any of the toys and their little equipments, I gently n...

As the lively night wanes to stillness and silence, and the noise and lights downstairs have receded into darkness... Slowly and with great care, I pick up each and every one of Hitomi's beloved robot toys, delicately gathering them in my arms. Hitomi is already half-asleep in Shizuo's arms, but sti...

I walk quietly up the stairs, then wait and listen for a moment at Shizuo's door, before softly tapping two gentle knocks on the wood. A cute tomboyish voice from inside asks “Who is it?” “It's me.. Iwanako!” I softly answer with a smile. “Oh! Okay, you can come in!” I enter humbly and gracefully in...

Carefully putting away Hitomi's gaming-console and packing up the disc, we quickly give way to Rai and Acair, whom with insane glee assert total dominion over the TV. -- Such intense fervour...; they came suddenly and madly gripped the remote and cushion, looking like they were about to eat them, al...

“Overall; you rely too much on stealth and unit-steal tactics, and your whole set-up is too focused on defensive barriers and pink force-fields. And you really really should have upgraded your heavy artilleries when you had the chance.” “I was playing nice... I don't want to destroy anybody..” “And ...

“Hey....!” I whine with acute unhappiness, as Sasha takes his time to pick up all my dropped items and power-ups, simply strolling along the perimeter and prancing mere inches out-of-range, where my stranded batteries can't retaliate and rain a hail of pain on his sorry tail. He's just-- taunting me...

Later at night... “Look carefully, Iwanako! Now 'all your base are belong to me'!” Sasha gloats as he hammers the final blow to my Headmaster Unit, breaking my mecha-robot into a dozen or more crumbling pieces, falling apart into a fireball that goes “poof-poof” in unconvincing explosions. Explosion...

Hanzou and I startle in our seats, as Rai slowly gets up and stretches his arms, casually mocking Hanzou for being mellow and sentimental. Hanzou.. blushes and pulls his student cap lower, trying to hide under it, while I smile softly at the two of them.. 'Brothers'... I wonder thoughtfully, as I fo...

“The School Doctor is considering adopting Rai, you know? If it is possible to do so legally. Even if it's not, ..I think Rai would still want to move out when he graduates, and live with her. ...He already thinks of her as his.. 'mummy'.” “Huh... and you are Mrs. Katayama's son... the two of you ar...

“I.. I think I've somewhat noticed it somehow..; sometimes, you say words like 'perhaps' with the same unique emphasis, and you also talk in that “posh logical” way she does, ..almost.” “I do..?” “I think Lionel picked up a little bit of it too, I was reminded of his way of speaking while talking to...

“W-w-what? You're.. you... the Principal is your mummy?”

“..., I'm her ward, actually.”

“She.. you.. you.. she-?”

“I probably should have told you with... more tact.”

“I... huh..... wow...”

“Definitely ...more tact.”