Sweet home

...Burdening Work...

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Ahh...

Laying down and chilling in my bedroom at the morning, viewing outside of an opened window, while listening to Country Roads and Far cry 5 musics.

......Some messed up lyrics......

..."🎶Olmowst heaabewn🎶"...

..."🎶Wets virgii Nyaa🎶"...

..."🎶Bloowidge Mawntens🎶"...

..."🎶She nandoe wa riiber🎶"...

"*humming*. crunchy roll... take me homm..."

I sang and listening to my headphones.

(While in Rushia's perspective...)

At the bathroom, there's a lot of our dirty clothes. While the most is Rushia's.

"huh! onii-chan still not do his work!"

"onii-chan!!" Yells at him.

"..."

No responses from him.

"*heavily-inhaling* ONII-CHAAAN!!!" Yelling harder.

"..."

Still no responses.

"Mou!!"

She is upset and comes to his room.

"*Door opens*"

(Back to Alex's perspective...)

I still listening to music.

"ONII-CHAAAN!!!" Suddenly there's some voice like a prolonged of almost limitless explosion.

"Ah! Holy sheet what the frick!!" I have startled and accidentally throws my phone.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I realized the voice of explosion is Rushia's rough pitched voice, and i start to upset at her.

"You still not finished your work! Our clothes are still dirty!!" She replied with the same upset as me.

"Haa??! our Clothes? Your clothes!!" I start to debated again between us. There's some intense debate battle with many yelling and rough voices, covering the room, almost deafening the ears. Like an exploded flashbang in a closed room.

I was given up and defeated by her higher and rough voice. "*huff* Okay okay! But later you must learn to take care of yourself." I said as i going to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, i saw clothes just scattered all around the area. Not as messed up as like that though.

"Ugh, sht..." I began to take the scattered clothes and put em near the washing machine.

All the scattered clothes was collected. There's just some normal view pile of dirty clothes. Until i saw some interesting. There's a flashy color of cloth sticking out of the pile.

I dug and pull it with my hand. It was a bright and colorful cloth with a triangle shape.

"It's a pants."

It wasn't mine. I start to think complicated again, get distracted by that thing.

"It was Rushia's pants..."

Dominated by dirtiness, my mind whispers "hippity hoppity her pants is now your property". And then i take the pants with my hands.

"what a wonderful masterpiece" as i talk to myself by covered with a pervy expression.

"onii-chan?" Then she suddenly comes in.

"*throws pants* oh.. y..yeah??" I was surprised and that pants was flew to the wash machine.

"Nope, just checking up.." and she leaves again.

Probably she doesn't realised it? It was an almost perfect timing when i throw the pants to the wash machine.

"..."

"ugh! Stop it.." I slapped myself's face and putting the clothes to the washing machine.

"bzz... brrr..." Some machine spinning sounds.

After finished washing clothes.

"*huff* finally..."

"*door opens*"

"onii-chan!" she comes again at me.

"what again?"

"i wanna eat."

"ugh, c'mon!! I hope you can do this by yourself!" as i replies her again and goes to the kitchen for preparing those meals.

I've done making the meals, and while we're eating we talked a bit.

"onii-chan? Will you teach me??" She suddenly ask me that question with a pleasing expression.

"huh? teach what??"

"you know..." She was like this, "👉👈" ugh you know. it's hard to describe...

"h..huh? y..you mean?!" I was misundestood her meaning.

"oh.."

"haa??! it wasn't like that! what are you thinking about?? It was about cooking and stuff!" She answers and her face was redden.

"o..oh, yeah.. that stuff."

We continue our breakfast until done.

A few hours later..

"onii-chan, i'm gonna go out for a moment and will coming back at night."

She was dressed normally. Yes.. Normally. There's nothing to tell more about it.

"ok, but.. night? You'll gonna be fine right?"

"o..of course! i'm not a child anymore!!" She replied.

"But you're like a child to me."

Of course she isn't a child, she is almost grown up woman but kinda shorter than me.

"Because you're older than me!! Mou!! Anyways i'm gonna leave, bye!" She was angry a bit and leaves me.

"..."

It's so quiet, the house starts to dead-like feelings again.

"*huff* Guess i'm gonna sleep until afternoon."

Then i slept in the living room on the sofa, wasting my boreness and rest from that endless work.

"*drools*"

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...Teaching Goes Wrong...

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"*still drools* ugh... *sluuurp!* hmm?"

I woke up in the evening, getting up from the sofa and my face is already half covered with my saliva and some of it poured to the sofa.

"am i craving something while i'm dreaming?"

I cleaned my face and the sofa. Then i remembered this evening i'll teach Rushia something.

"*door opens*" someone is getting inside the house without knocking or something else, it must be her.

"i'm home!"

"yeah, welcome..." I came to her.

She was coming back in one piece, nothing wrong.

"Where have you been Rushia? Why did you come late?" I was worried to her.

"As i said i'm from school, and it's none of your business!" She said.

"None of my business? oh c'mon, don't make your brother worried!"

"It's literally nothing okay!" She said again with a firmer voice.

Well, she looks fine. No scratch on her and just fine, even i still worried about nothing.

"Anyways, have you prepared the dinner already?" She said while holding her belly.

"Don't you remember? We'll make it."

"ugh..." She puts a desparate face like there is no choice.

She goes to her room first, while i preparing some of the ingredients. And i wear a level IIIA Vest, uuh.. i mean an apron.

Then she comes

"Are you ready, Rushia?!" I was posing some kind of a stance while holding knife and a cutting board.

"Just, let's get to the point. And put down that flatty board!" Her eyes looks like she hates the cutting board while pointing at it.

"So, what do we'll cook?"

"We'll cook Custom Omelette !!" I said that sensationally.

"Haa?? what kind of cooking is that?" She was confused.

Custom omelette is eggs that mixed with flour with some experimental spices, i tell her that.

"Hmm.. I hope you don't actually make a potion, poison or something weird" She has a suspiciously expression.

"ehe! no worries!! i'll show you!"

I showed her first on how to cook before teaches her. Crackin' the egg, pouring the flour and hot water, and cutting some additional ingredients. Then adding the experimental spices (actually it's just a random common kitchen spices).

"ooo... what is that?" She asks when i'm adding something like a black powder.

"It's a gunpowder. " I answered. (actually it's just a pepper)

She was like "what?!" and then "give it to me!!" reflectly trying to take the pepper from me.

"Hey, im kidding it's just a pepper you know, pepper!!" Wonder how she knows about gunpowder, maybe it's a common word.

I finished the cook some of minutes later and taught her after it. And this is probably the hardest part, using the knife.

I told her to don't use the knife right now, because i'm worried. But she insists, and more insists like a stubborn who does takes any dangerous risks.

"God, ok ok.. fine. But it's on my watch, and i'll guide by holding your hand."

I was behind her, taught her how to hold a knife, while holding her both hands.

"..."

Wait, what is this? This feeling, this illustration of us. I was like embraced someone.

While i'm still holding her hands, taught her how to do it...

"u.. uuh"

"what's wrong, onii-chan?"

I'm being so comfortably uncomfortable, my body is getting hot and i'm close behind of a girl. After all it's just my sister, there's nothing to be worried about.

"(*hey, don't think of her like that! you know that your purpose is to teach her!!)"

cuts after cuts, it's even getting more uncomfortable for us both.

"o.. onii-chan? can you move aside? i can do it now."

"oh.. y.. yeah."

I moved from her, she doing it by herself.

My mind is messed up and distracted by something.

I see her decently cutting with the knife, until something doesn't wanted happened.

"aahh!!"

Her finger was scratched by the knife, and immediately dropped it.

"oh, Rushia! are you okay?"

I checked her finger, it's just a little scratch on her upper nail.

"i'm sorry! i didn't watch you for good! gimme your finger."

I take her hand and sucks the blood from her scratched finger.

"*chuu*"

"onii-chan! i can do it by myself.." She pulls her finger back.

"o.. sorry, i was too worried."

I never kissed a part of a girl before, except my mom. It's not even called a kiss...

It's just a little scratch, she doesn't needs any plaster, medical treatment, or even a major surgery.

Then we continued eating.

"mm.. the taste is good, but i don't kinda believe you making this with just mixing things randomly." She tried our meal, it was a successfully cooking with a very little sacrifice.

We finished our dinner, i felt so tired.

"*yawn* Rushia, let's sleep together." I'm so drowsy, didn't even know how to arrange words right now.

"Haa!!? your head!!"

She makes me up again with her high voice.

"e.. uh.. i mean sleep on the same time!"

"Cut it out, you looks so sleepy. Oyasumi (Gud Nite), onii-chan."

She goes first and i still standing there.

"uh.. yeah, g.. what..?"

I realized she was already gone, then we going to sleep peacefully for the new day.

"*brugh*" Some distant dropped body noise.

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