Chapter 12

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Takahashi wakes up early the next morning to the sound of various footsteps in the main house. He makes his way to the building, holding a staff in his hand. In one fluid motion he slams the door open, only to see six familiar faces. His mouth hangs agape and he asks

"What are all of you doing here?!" His siblings all turn to look at him, his oldest brother Touya's eyebrow twitches and he replies

"We haven't seen you in years, could you at least act more grateful? After all, we were all given away to protect people. Do you know how long it took me to find everyone? Now come on." Takahashi raises his hands in protest, stating.

"Go where? I am perfectly happy here with Nao-Chan. You guys can stay for tea, once everyone here wakes up." His older sister Tokie sits in the corner of the room, weaving a scarf from silk not interested in the chaos that is unfolding. His second oldest sister Tsukika pouts and says

"Come on Hashi! It has been so long since we have all seen each other like Touya said... come on don't be boring." His brother Tao rolls his eyes, folding some origami in a sloppy fashion. Takahashi pinches the bridge of his nose, annoyed by all of the voices. His brother Taiju pushes up his glasses with a folding fan, suggesting.

"How about we stay for tea like he suggested?" Touya grinds his teeth and seethes.

"Fine, but after that he is going to come with us. Whether he likes it or-!" A high pitched voice cuts him off and a short girl runs towards Takahashi hugging him tightly. His youngest sister Tsubakihime cries out.

"Hashi!!! I haven't seen you in so long! What have you been doing?" She asks curiously. Before Takahashi can answer the door slides open and Naomi steps in, freezing right as she steps in. Her eyes dart around the room, looking at everyone. She finally begins to formulate a thought.

"Ah, it is really hopping this morning? Who is everyone?" Naomi asks, trying to connect the dots. As everyone in the room is wearing headbands and they all have slight resemblances to Takahashi.

"Family?" She asks and Takahashi just nods, before introducing everyone to her. He gestures as he speaks.

"That grouchy guy is my oldest brother Touya. That woman over there is my oldest sister Tokie. The woman sitting next to her is my second oldest sister Tsukika. That guy over there attempting to fold origami is my second oldest brother Tao. The nerdy looking one with glasses and a folding fan is my third oldest brother Taiju. Finally, we have my youngest sister that is clinging to me Tsubakihime. That is everyone." Naomi stares blankly, knowing very well she will not be able to remember everyone's names. She scrambled for a notepad, jotting down everyone's names in birth order.

Ayato Family ≈ (Noted by Naomi)
1. Touya Ayato - Oldest brother, seems really grouchy. {wears dark blue headband}
2. Tokie Ayato - Oldest sister, seems very quiet and reserved. {wears a purple headband}
3. Tsukika Ayato - Second oldest sister {wears a magenta headband}
4. Tao Ayato - Second oldest brother, seems very chaotic and is not very good at making origami. {wears a slate grey headband}
5. Taiju Ayato - Third oldest brother, seems very smart; possibly the peacemaker of the family. Kinda hot ngl. {wears an aquamarine headband}
6. Takahashi Ayato - Fourth brother, my handsome boyfriend but why hasn't he ever mentioned that he had a family; let alone one this big. {wears a red headband}
7. Tsubakihime Ayato - Youngest sister, seems kinda cute but has a very shrill voice. {wears a hot pink headband}

Naomi looks up from her notepad, only to see Taiju looking at her curiously. His fan covering the bottom half of his face. She looks back over at Takahashi and says

"Well, I will go feed the koi fish and wake up mom and dad. That way they can come serve some tea. Tell everyone to make themselves comfortable." Takahashi nods and a scoff sounds throughout the room Touya storms out of the front door, slamming it on his way out. Taiju and Tsubakihime both just turn their attention to Naomi, asking in unison.

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