You were deep in a peaceful sleep when suddenly an angry voice cut through the morning silence. The sound of loud knocking on the door was followed by a well-known voice.

"Can't you keep this room cleaner? It's a real dump here!"

Barou Shoei, his older half-brother, was standing at the entrance to his room, with a frustrated expression. His eyes were burning with a mixture of anger and disdain as he surveyed the chaos spreading across the floor and surfaces.

You blinked, still stunned by the abrupt interruption. "What's wrong, Shoei? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?"

Barou snorted, crossing his arms. "I'm not interested in your sleep! It's a total mess here and you need to touch yourself! It's not possible to live like this."