As Saburo's older sibling, your priorities were clear: take care of him and sometimes spoil him.

However, that part was more difficult given his sometimes complicated personality.

"Oh, this is trendy! Will Saburo like it?" you thought one day as you looked at a certain... plushie? Keychain? Whatever it was.

"What—what is that?" asked the youngest Yamada as he looked at the Labubu box, his expression a mixture of confusion, annoyance, and what seemed to be a tiny bit of curiosity. "How did you even think of buying that?" he continued, crossing his arms and frowning in annoyance.