Sit.

Sit.

I'm back...

Oh, welcome home, Onee-chan.

Hana, the way you say things is too lukewarm.

Okay, then how should I say it?

Watch and learn.

Second grader

Second grader

Huh?!

On your knees.

Down before my feet.

Why...?

Such a lukewarm life... the way I see it, it's like you're drawing the lines of your own misfortune.

Do you understand, Hana? One's happiness is always constructed on top of the misfortunes of others. It's about whether you step or get stepped on. Once you're thrown into the supremely meritocratic world that is elementary school, I think you'll understand, but...

Come on, Ren. It's okay to act like an anime character, but don't say too many weird things.

Mom!

But not even Hachi takes Hana seriously! I, on the other hand, have turned half the second grade's male population into my manserva—

"Manservants"...?

If you don't stop with that, I won't give you any snacks!

I'm sorry...

Even when she acts like this, she can still be caught with snacks...