The first thing Mephisto Pheles noticed about his new sister was that she was heartbreakingly adorable, to an extent that put all of his beloved moe characters, he was mourn to admit, to shame.
The second thing he noticed was that this was a very, very large problem.
Not now, of course, he had mused as he watched the small child in her first few minutes of life somehow manage to start earning her place as the apple of his eye, not yet. For now, for the next few years, she would be just that- adorable. It was to be expected, after all. Not only was the girl's mother beautiful above most humans in the world, but even if she hadn't been, all children of the royal blood line came out remarkably attractive. It was part of who they were, and how they emodied seduction to all sorts of different things, physical or no. Seduction to sins. But seduction was exactly the problem he saw awaiting him less than even two decades down the line, curse humans and their ridiculous growth rates!
For even now, he could see all to clearly: Rin Okumura was going to be quite the looker when she grew up. And lookers attracted... boys. And he could not let that stand.
All of these thoughts were kept strictly internal, of course, it wouldn't do to have Fujimoto knowing he may truly care for the child, and on the outside he continued to play the detached cynic, using this as a chance to make a wager he knew would end in his favour. The moment she unlocked her powers, her gaurdianship would immediately transfer over to him. He estimated this should take a decade at most, even with her power sealed away in kurikara. Satisfied that Fujimoto would, at the very least, keep her from dying or becoming horribly disfigured in the meantime, set off on his merry way, with dark, dark plans already forming in his mind. For her own good, of course.
"Allow me to make certain that we are on the same page here, Okumura." The man, if he was to be considered that, stated with deadly calm from his place beside the grave of Shiro Fujimoto. The human twin raised an eyebrow with well-deserved caution, and he thought, for a moment, that perhaps it wasn't the greatest of ideas to discuss such things with someone so likely to report back to his beloved sister at the drop of a hat. Then he remembered that he could just threaten him with death and violence. Or worse- expulsion. He didn't have to mean the threats- Yukio would believe him.
"I was most distressed yesterday, you see, as I came to execute your sister. Because, and do forgive my candor, I believe Miss Okumura was wearing..." The demon paused for dramatic effect. "Mascara? And I thought, surely this couldn't be correct, because, what good, religious household allows a CHILD to wear beauty products? A child who, mind you, is very clearly attractive on an unearthly level without such enhancements, and then you allow her to go and do, do... that? Do you know what happens to pretty girls, Okumura? They attract boys. Disgusting, filthy, unworthy boys. So then I thought, well, surely this is some mistake? Surely neither of us want such a tragedy as for our beloved relation to be seduced by a male creature? Surely her brother, who loves her dearly and should wish at all costs to prevent such a scenario for fear of both her safety and his life, would surely remove all such items from her possession in an inconspicuous manner from this point forth? Surely?"
He was expecting an initial refusal, or, at least, a reluctance on behalf of the younger twin, but when the child's blue eyes met his through rain spotted lenses, he could tell that, for the first, and possibly last time in either of their lives, they had found a point of agreement.
"What the HELL?" The cry wailed from the upstairs bathroom at the monestary. The shrillness of it was enough to make him wince, but Yukio knew that was the price he had to pay to carry out his duty. And if the garbage that morning happened to contain a little more mascara and blush than usual, he certainly wasn't going to point it out.
"What's wrong, sister?" He called innocently. "Stop fussing about whatever it is and hurry up! Sir Pheles is going to be here to pick us up any minute now."
With the old bathroom door locked firmly shut, she never saw her brother's triumphant smile as he turned away and headed towards the stairs that would lead him to his, as of this moment, only remaining comrade in the war to keep Rin single.
AN: Well, I feel that this was not terrible enough that some of you might enjoy it, so here it goes! And also a Happy Thanksgiving to everyone, of course. I may or may not update ever again