Kagaya was your little brother. When you were little, you were always together and could always talk for hours. But when you grew up, you didn’t see each other and talk so often because of school and other important matters.

You are now sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for Kagaya to make you dinner. You had your phone in your hands and were reading the news until they brought you a tray of Oyakodon. It smelled delicious. Kagaya sat down opposite you and began to slowly eat his portion.