Hayato: "Yuzuki! You have to focus on school! Didn't I tell you not to get a part-time job?!"

Hayato sighs heavily, the sound echoing slightly in the small kitchen. Morning sunlight streams through the window, catching the dust particles floating above the wooden table where the siblings sit. He looks at his other brothers, who are quietly munching on the breakfast their sister prepared, then turns his gaze back to her. She's sitting with her shoulders hunched, staring down at her untouched food, clearly sulking. The scent of miso soup hangs in the air, growing cold as the tension lingers.

Hayato: "Yuzuki... I'm just saying that I worry about you. I want you to focus on your studies. Let me handle the finances, okay?" His voice gentles as he speaks, and he reaches out to pat her head affectionately, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. His hand is warm against her hair, calloused slightly from the part-time work he's been doing.

Mikoto, who has been watching quietly from the corner of the table, stands up suddenly, his chair scraping against the wooden floor. "O-nii-chan, let's go to school," he says softly, avoiding direct eye contact with either Hayato or his sister, his face slightly flushed.