"I thought you said you liked video games Himitsu!" Souta shouted, staring at the flashing letters on the television screen reading "Player 1 Wins".
"I do." Himitsu pouted, staring at the PlayStation controller. "You're just better than me."
"You're not even holding the controller right! You're fired." Souta mumbled, snatching the controller from the dumbfounded man. "If you want, I can teach you later."
"Okay." Himitsu stood up to dust his pants off when he noticed Kagome coming downstairs.
"Ohayou." she yawned, wiping her eyes.
"Hey Kagome. "Her mom called, walking out of the kitchen. "Breakfast is on the table for you. Everyone else ate already."
"Okay." Kagome walked into the kitchen, sleepily sat down at the table, then bowed her head to pray.
"Itadakimasu."
Kagome jerked her head up, frowning.
"Oh, you were playing." Himitsu said, taking a sip of his tea. "My apologies."
"Amen." Kagome said to herself, taking her chopsticks and picking a tasty-looking piece of tofu out of her miso soup and eating it.
"I thought I'd keep you company." Himitsu said. "Did you sleep well?"
"Not really." Kagome mumbled. "I slept in the room with Souta last night, and I didn't want to bump his leg in my sleep so I slept on the floor."
"I thought the tatami were supposed to be comfortable." Himitsu said, taking another sip of tea.
"Not in Souta's room, for some reason. It's like the bamboo went raw or something. But mine are still green after all these years."
"No one asked you to sleep in there anyways heifer!" Souta shouted from the other room.
"I clean mine everyday like you're supposed to." Kagome said sarcastically, trying to ignore her little brother.
"That's good." Himitsu said, staring at Kagome.
"Oh, this?" Kagome pointed at her clothes. "This is just my P.E. uniform. It's a lot more comfortable than my pajamas." She glanced back up at Himitsu, who kept staring at Kagome's shirt. "So you can stop staring at me now." she said afterward.
"...you look just like your mom." Himitsu smiled, stood up, and took his cup over to the sink, then stopped and stared at the faucet.
*...what's up with this guy?...* Kagome wondered. "Do you know how to use the sink?" Kagome joked.
"Which one's hot?"
Kagome frowned in confusion. "Hu?"
"Which way is hot? The handle...which way do I turn it?"
"To the left." Kagome said, still frowning. *...just like every other faucet in Japan...* she thought, watching as Himitsu rinsed his cup nervously in steamy water - that normally would've scorched a person - and put it in the dish rack, hurrying out of the kitchen.
"...this space...this area...what has to come next...no repreiving however...next level, now commencing..."