A familiar ceiling greeted Jun as he sluggishly opened his eyes.
"This... urgh... I'm... home?" He mumbled in confusion. He didn't remember coming home last night at all. His head was simply a mess at that moment. "Did I drink too much yesterday? Urgh... my head."
"Oh, so you woke up onii-chan."
Jun's heart almost jumped out of his throat at sound of a familiar voice. His imouto, Motoko Kusanagi.
"Imouto?" He turned his head at her direction. She was currently sitting by his bedside, staring at him with unblinkingly eyes. "W-what happened?" He stuttered somewhat, the way she was staring at him was kinda scary.
"It's onii-chan's fault." She repeated with an emotionless voice.
"I... mouto?"
"It's onii-chan's fault. I had no choice. I had to do this."
Jun's heart raced as dread rose to meet his confusion. Something wasn't right. Something wasn't right at all. "Imou-"
"Yes, it's all onii-chan's fault." Motoko interrupted him, as if not hearing his words. "He was never in home. He was never answering me. He was always doing something dangerous. Yes. I had to do this. With this he won't be running off to do something dangerous. Yes, he's safe now. This is all for onii-chan's safety."
"Motoko?! Motoko?! What's happening? What are you talking about?!"
Jun all but screamed in panic in confusion. But is young just ignored him and proceeded to stare at his eyes with her empty looking eyes. "After all, he can't run off to do something dangerous without legs and arms, right? Am I right, onii-chan?"
"Uh...?" A cold shiver ran down his spine and he slowly stared down. He hadn't noticed it at all. He had not. His arms and legs... his arms and legs...
"Am I right, onii-chan?"