"Here you are, Ryuuichi-sama, Kotarou-sama." Saikawa-san placed the elaborate breakfast he had prepared in front of the boys. It was a variety of foods that he had made look like a circus. Complete with an om-rice shaped like a tent with red ketchup-stripes. The younger brother stared at the food in awe, winning that expression for him was very meaningful. The older of the brothers, Ryuuichi, looked at Saikawa curiously instead.
"You really are so kind to us, Saikawa-san. It's too much!" He said, "Don't you think this is over-the-top?"
"Not at all." Saikawa responded, "It is my pleasure to make food for you and Kotarou-sama." And, the butler meant it. It wasn't because it was his job, and it wasn't out of some sort of pity for the boys. He, honestly, had been so happy since the Kashimas had come to live with the Chairman. If he had to choose a reason he liked helping them it was probably because, well, he was similar to them.
He, too, had been helped by the Chairman and her family in the past. This house wasn't just part of his workplace, it was the closest thing to a home he could think of. Yes, he had been just like Ryuuichi-sama and Kotarou-sama when he was young.