Super short chapter. It didn't even reach 1,000 words, which I'm a bit annoyed about. But I thought it might be a nice intermission. I hope this is satisfying, RainbowSpaceJelly!
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Miku had never been alone. While this is what she thought, she had always had one person by her side, no matter what.
Mikuo could remember every detail of his younger sister's life past her second birthday. He had watched her grow and mature and turn into a completely different person. An unrecognizable person. His adorable, sweet sister was now bitter and cold. He could remember her before this happened. He remembered her standing up for Piko, who had been small and an easy target for bullies. He remembered her offering him her ice cream when his fell from her cone. As a child, Hatsune Miku had been the epitome of innocence and virtue. As long as you were on her good side. Even as a young girl, she had been a bit rowdy. Sometimes she'd hurt people without meaning to. A good example was Piko. Sometimes she'd tug on his hair a bit too hard while teasing and leave him in tears. There were a few times when she dragged him along, hand in hand, and he ended up with skinned knees because he couldn't keep up. She had never really recognized her own strength. That was her problem as a child.
As a teenager, her problem was that she knew all too well about her strength, Mikuo decided. It was what consistently got her in trouble. It was the thing that had lowered her self-esteem so much.
That was another problem. While she did have low self-esteem, she somehow thought she was better than everyone else, as well. It was strange and Mikuo couldn't quite understand it, but it was true. After years of living alone with her, he had come to understand this internal struggle of hers. Sometimes, he felt like he knew her far better than she knew herself.
So Miku had never been alone. Not really. She had always had her older brother by her side, even though she never knew. While Miku struggled on, Mikuo had done his best to help quietly, near silently. It was probably the reason he was failing his senior year.
Mikuo had done a lot of things she would never know about. He had convinced Gumi, who was actually some sort of distant cousin, to look out for her during high school. Even with her crippling shyness, she had somehow managed. Mikuo made sure she was never hungry. He made sure she had money to buy herself clothes. He made sure she did her homework. Even the basic things made a difference. Honestly, he was a bit too wrapped up in her life, but he didn't mind.
While he never liked that the duty of parent had been pushed on him, he never complained. He loved his sister. She had spent a long time without help from anyone. He wanted to make sure she would be okay. Without her, he would be alone, too.
His friends sometimes asked him why he was so obsessed with his sister. Few people understood. There was one girl in particular that understood all too well, as she had a similar situation with her younger brother. Through that, they bonded. Someday, Mikuo thought he might like to date her. But not yet. Especially not since they were moving.
In the end, Miku was almost his entire life. She probably would never realize how much she owed him.
He preferred to keep it that way.
