"Hold still!" Yoru exclaimed, trying to finish the braid you asked for, taking your hair in her hands.

"I'm not a stupid babysitter, Fami should take care of you, not me."

and there she was, again she complaining, as if that will change things.

Fami took care of Yoru underneath your absence and under your request and authorisation. Fami knew better than to say no to you.

You're the Death Devil, one of Yoru's three siblings.

You had finally shown up, and the only way she could keep you was by taking care of you, she hated that. You were like a stone in her shoe.

but after all, she was fond of you, or so she think.