……Like hell I’m gonna lose.
In a power-based relationship, they say the first impression is crucial, so this is where we have a contest.
Kei: Obana-chan, no!
I raise my clenched fist and threaten him.
How’s that? You’ve done it now, haven’t you? You’d better curl up that tail in fear.
Tsudzura: Kei-oneesan.
Kei: ……What?
With a jerk, I turn only my head to look at her.
Tsudzura: By any chance, are you angry?
Kei: I’m angry.
Tsudzura: But onee-san, really, you aren’t scary in the least!
Turning away from her, I look at Obana-chan.
Kei: …………
Where before he might have, might not have been scared, now he isn’t even looking this way.
Is he completely ignoring me? Am I being ignored?
Kei: Hey now———!!
Tsudzura: Uwa— onee-san, you’re serious, now!
Kei: Don’t ignore me! Look at meeee——!!
As I lose my temper and reach my hand out thinking I might twist his tail, he turns back at me, as if thinking, “what a pain.”
It’s not like he barked, stood his hairs on end, or bit me or did anything, but…
Kei: ——Hya!?
As if I had just touched a soup pot on roiling boil, my hand flinches back.
Kei: …………
After being pulled back so suddenly, my hand doesn’t know where to go.
Kei: …………
I stare at it, silently.
Tsudzura: ……Onee-san, you are too weak.
Kei: Uuu… that’s mean……
Tsudzura: It’s the truth, though.
With a face perfectly unaware of my troubled feelings, Obana-chan uses his tail as a pillow and shuts his eyes.
…………
……Hey, weren’t foxes supposed to be nocturnal?