Heyyyy! Orfevre-niichan!

Orfevre-niichan!

I ain't yer nii-chan... Look, I told ya before! We may 'ave the same pops, but my maw ain't yer maw! Put a sock on it...

Oh, but you know... I owe you a bunch, so... please, let me call you Orfevre-niichan.

Y-You... actually looked up to me that much—!?

Naaah, bro, nah. I was just thinking that if I go around telling people my brother is a Triple Crown Horse...

...it'll be a big hit or something among the girls, see? That's how I've been leaning on you. Whoaaa... awkward misunderstanding there, bro.

Ohh, Orfevre! Have you seen that son-of-a-bastard Golshi 'round here?

...Oh. I've buried 'im good.

         Parody of Gulliver's Travels.