Once I reach my new home, all I could do is stare at the sight. Simply put, my expectations of it being a flat or simple apartment went down the drain instantly. The place I am staring at is a mansion and huge one as well. I can tell it can fit so many people in it as it clearly has a lot of rooms.

Speaking of rooms, one of them clearly has someone in there as the light is on. Assuming it is just my brother wandering around, I shrug it off and enter my new home. Once I enter the building, I find myself staring at the inside in awe just like I have done earlier. This building is so clean and neatly organized, as well as it is huge. Furniture arranged nicely, not a speck of dirt on the ground, and so much space to wander around. I feel I am going to like this place instantly.

Wanting to see more of the building, I quickly wonder off, abandoning the suitcase I've held. I turn on the lights to each room I peak in. The kitchen can hold so much food, the dining room has a large table for at least 20 people to eat at, and the hallways are decorated with paintings and designs. Continuing to walk around, admiring the building, light starts to appear in my view through the darkness. Clicking in my head that my brother is probably in that room, I turn around to walk away, wanting to get far from him just for a moment.

Soon, the sound of familiar laughter echoes to my ears. With the sense of déjà vu hitting my conscious, I turn back. Then, more sounds arrive from the same room, and I realize my brother is not the only person in that room. Slowly, I move my feet forward, walking towards the light at a rather slow pace. Getting closer to the room, the sound of voices had become more audible, and before I even reached the room, I immediately recognize the voices.

The girls I had met today are in that room with my brother.

Standing right in front of the entrance to the room, I meet the sight of my brother's back facing me and the four cute girls I encountered today facing him. They are all talking to him, telling him many things. I have intended to wave or say something, letting them know I am here, but now that I am at a perfect spot to hear clearly, the words from their mouths waste no time to enter my ears.

"Onii-chan, aren't you tired yet?"

Onii-chan… wait, what? The girl who saved my brother earlier, and I still don't know her name, did she just called my brother-

"Onii-sama, I still want to talk more," cried Sakuya.

"Hehe… we can still talk…" my brother had shyly told her.

Wait, Onii-sama!?

"Hina wants to play with Onii-tama more!"

Hinako is still as adorable as she is earlier… she also just cal-

"I want to do a cheer for Onii-chama!"

… let me get this straight…

The girl who saved my brother, Sakuya, Hinako, and Kaho… they all just called Wataru "big brother" in their own says… since I am Wataru's sister…

Oh god, they are my younger… I don't even know how they are related to me, and I is never told once in my life that I even had other siblings besides Wataru, but the very fact that they are even my little sisters…

I can't help but feel such extreme joy…

But why are they paying attention to him?

Well, I understand the girl who called him Onii-chan and saved him paying attention to him. I never got to actually talk to her, let alone even know her name. Maybe, I understand Hinako wanting to be close to Wataru. Earlier, she did tell him she will see him later. Why Sakuya though? Why Kaho? Did they meet up with him at some point today when I isn't there?

"It is fun picking out clothes for Onii-sama to wear."

Now I know Sakuya did meet up with him, and turns out he went through the same event I went through with Sakuya. No wonder Wataru is wearing different clothing and not the dull uniform he wore when he fell into the ocean.

"I had fun talking to Onii-chama when we rode the train together."

Another question answered thanks to Kaho. Even she met up with Wataru earlier… and it's the same exact thing that happened when Kaho and I met earlier today.

The four girls continued talking to Wataru, wanting to get to know him more. Here I am, standing right at the doorway, watching them…

None of them are paying any attention to me…

"Hello…" I had shyly called out, hoping they would turn and notice me.

They never looked at me. They didn't see me standing there at all.

"Sakuya?"

No response from the cute fashionista…

"Kaho?"

No response from the young, clumsy girl…

"Hinako?"

No response from the cheerful little girl…

"Nii-chan…"

And as always, just like the past five and a half years…

No response from my brother.

The pain that is starting to grow in my chest is nearly ready to blossom. How come I am not here to them? How come they are giving all of their attention to him?

How come he is spending time with them when he wouldn't even pay attention to me!? Growing more frustrated and not wanting to see anymore of what is in front of me, I waste no time running away from it. My legs carry me off. I don't know where I am going, but I want to go far away. I wanted to disappear.\

Why am I feeling so torn apart over it!?

"Maybe you are jealous."

That voice… I heard that voice earlier…

The same voice from when I was walking to this place. Why would I be jealous though?

I'm not jealous… am I?

"Don't you want the attention those girls are getting?"

Maybe… maybe not…. I want their attention too…

"But they don't want you though. They want him."

Everything is becoming dizzy. My footing has grown clumsier.

No way! There is no way they want to spend time with someone like him!

"Are you saying that because you want him to notice you?"

Shut up! Go away!

My sight is getting worse. My face is starting to burn. My body is feeling cold.

I want that voice gone.

Without realizing it, the darkness slowly engulfs me, and my body collapses as I succumb to the dark.


Standing in front of a door, I, a young girl at ten years of age, waited for him, my older fraternal twin brother, to come out of his room. Ever since the first days of September, without any warning, he had created a distance between him and me. He stopped talking to me, he stopped visiting me, and he even stopped caring for me.

I no longer existed in his eyes.

All of that didn't stop me from wanting him to play with me though. It was the first snowfall of winter. As Winter Break has started, I had wanted to spend my time with my brother. Dressed in casual warm clothes – long sleeve blue shirt, matching sweatpants, and white socks with yellow slippers worn over them- so I won't freeze in the cold temperature of December, I knocked on his door, something I have done every day.

"Nii-chan!" I cried. "Let's go outside and play today!" I cheered, placing my hand on the necklace I have worn. A silver, heart shaped necklace with wings attached to them, a gift my brother gave me on our birthday. I have treasured it as well as I have worn it everyday.

The boy never answered my call. I knocked again.

"Nii-chan! Do you want to build a snowman?" I asked, believing he might finally respond.

No response.

"Do you want to go sledding?"

No response.

"How about a snowball fight?"

No response.

Maybe he didn't want to go outside…

"Nii-chan!" I was not going to give up.

"How about a game of Life? Toys? Charades?" I had continued to list many games my brother and I could do.

No response to anything I had asked.

I didn't want to admit that it is all in vain.

"Miss Yomi."

Surprised, then disappointed that the words did not belong to my brother, I turned my head towards Jiiya.

"Master Wataru is busy today," he informed me, although there is a hint of hesitation in his voice. Accepting those words to my head, I looked down for a moment, then back up to stare at my butler, making eye contact.

"Why is he so busy now?" I began to ask my butler. "He and I are always playing together. Why would he suddenly lock himself in his room and stop talking to his own sister anymore!?" I can't stand it. One day, he and I are perfectly fine, talking together and playing as always, and then suddenly, the next day, he is busy with whatever he is focused on.

Giving me a face full of sympathy, my butler started to walk to me, then petted my head.

"Miss Yomi," he began to respond. "For now, I can not answer your question to why he isn't communicating with you anymore." So, there is actually reason to why my brother is doing all of this. "Actually, it is not in my place to tell you at all why it is happening."

Shocked, I looked up at Jiiya.

"Why?" I began. "How come you can't tell me? Who will tell me then when Nii-chan won't even talk to me?"

Silence then filled the atmosphere. Jiiya is standing there, thinking of how to answer my question. We knew Wataru can't tell me why he is ignoring me and shunning me. My parents are also out of the question. They both have been so busy working, it's possible that even they don't know what is happening between their two children.

Soon, the silence is broken by Jiiya.

"Perhaps, one day, when both you and Wataru are older, the answer will come to you." I stared at him.

"What do you mean?"

Then Jiiya started chuckling. "I believe that is enough for today, Yomi. How about we go outside and play?" Once the words "outside" and "play" are heard to my ears, I beamed and cheered with joy.

"Yes! Let's play together Jiiya!" I cheered, already walking and holding Jiiya's palm with mine. Jiiya had always been there for me. He had raised my brother and me when our parents couldn't. He cooked, he cleaned, he looked after us, and he made sure everything is fine.

While I had not understood Jiiya's words that time, I feel he is right when he said the answer is going to come to me.

But when will that happen?

I wonder…


"Oh, Onee-tama is waking up now!"

"Sakuya, Onee-chama is starting to wake!"

"Don't yell. You two will disturb her."

"Onee-chan still has a fever, stay quiet."

Light is starting to blur my eyes as I slowly open them. My face feels so warm, so the feeling of something soft, cool, and wet lying on my forehead feels incredibly nice. The blankets covering my body made me feel super comfortable.

Once my eyesight finally became clear, a familiar face of a child is looking down on me.

"You're awake now, Onee-tama," Hinako tells me in a happy tone. All I could do is look at her, confused. Where am I…

Jolting my body up forward, the rag that is lying on my forehead fell to my lap. Staring right at it, I realized it has been keeping my head cool from the unwelcomed warm temperature.

"Onee-chama," Kaho's voice grabbed my attention. "You still have a fever," she tells me, concerned laced in her voice. All I could do is look at her and Hinako. They are talking to me now…

Is last night's event just a dream then?

"Onee-sama," Sakuya called to me by the doorway. "Karen went to fill up the pan with cold water. She'll be back."

So that's what her name is! Karen… why did it suddenly felt like I have met her before? Well, besides the events of yesterday, of course, but it felt like I have known Karen from a long time ago…

My thoughts are quickly interrupted by the palms of Hinako and Kaho pushing me back down in my bed. Kaho grabs the rag and placed it on the table. Then, she brought the blankets up to my neck while Hinako ruffled my pillow. The sound of footsteps then ringed in my ears, and I heard a sound of a heavy object filled with liquid being placed somewhere nearby. Turning my head, there is the same girl who saved my brother, Karen. Grabbing the rag right next to it, she dunks it in the water, then brought it out, wringing it. After doing so, she went and bends forward towards me, placing the wet cloth on my forehead.

"Onee-chan, you should be fine by tomorrow if you stay in bed the entire day today," she tells me with a smile.

"We will take care of you, Onee-sama," Sakuya called out as she walked towards me. She appeared to be pleased to having to take care of me.

"Feel better soon, Onee-tama!" Hinako cheered.

"Don't worry about us, feel better Onee-chama!" Kaho joined in on Hinako's cheering.

Looking at them all, astonished that they are willing to take care of me and wishing me to recover, all I could do is smile warmly.

"Thank you" is all I could mutter out of my mouth.

"No problem, Onee-chan. Now we must leave so you can rest peacefully again," Karen announced. In the past minute, the four girls had walked out of my room, one by one waving goodbye to me. Karen is the last one to leave. Waving goodbye and wishing me well, she closed the door.

Lying in bed all alone in my room, I stared at the ceiling, recalling the events of last night and what had happened the past few minutes. Confusion had entered my mind. Last night, they didn't even acknowledge my existence, yet now, they are taking care of me…

I am unable to think so much as my eyes are starting to close themselves. Before I allowed myself to fall into a nice slumber, one simple thing comes to mind that I know is true about last night.

Those girls, Karen, Sakuya, Kaho, and Hinako, are my little sisters who I never met before until yesterday. Once again, maybe coming to Promised Island is not a bad idea after all.