"Hanabusa-sama! Hanabusa sama!"
Hanabusa Aidou turns around. Standing in front of him is a girl with short, curly golden locks and wide topaz eyes.
He chuckled in amusement. "Ashita… hi… what is with this 'sama' business? I told you to stop that – we're both equal."
She shook her head. "No we aren't. Daddy said that I'm weak."
"Your Daddy is wrong. You are the strongest little girl in the world, trust me."
The eight-year-old smiled up at the ten-year-old.
"Don't be silly. I'm not as brave as you are."
He bends down and hugs her, lifting her up in the air.
"Your my cousin… that makes us the exact same."
Cousinly love.
Beautiful cousins.
Cuddling.
Happy.
Friendship.
Incest.
Bloodlust.
Beauty.
Friendship, incest, bloodlust, beauty.
"I love you, Hanabusa… san.
He smiles slightly again, to himself. "I love you too, Ashita-chan."
Ashita-hime, he corrects himself happily.
Ashita-hime…
Tomorrow's Princess.
I'll show you a sweet dream next night.
