Twenty-Eight

Hardly two minutes had passed since I closed my eyes and stopped myself from thinking about much else when I heard the door open behind me, making me turn to see who it was.

“Hiro-san?”

“Haven’t slept yet?” He smiled at me and closed the door behind himself. He had also changed into night clothes by then.

You've got to be kidding me. “Go back to your room.” I turned away again. I was not really surprised to see him though.

“Don’t be so cold.” He approached me slowly.

“I don’t need this.”

“Is that so?” He knelt on the bedding behind me, then leaned over, placing both hands on either side of me, looking down at me. “Kake-chan.”

“I have told you not to call me that.” I said but did not budge. What was with him towering over me like that anyway?

“You’re in a foul mood. Did it upset you that much that she did not hold on to you when you put her to bed?”

It upset me that I was as helpless as I was.

“I’m beggin