Being Asa's older sibling is..well, tiring if you have to say. Since Asa said she started to feel uncomfortable in orphanage after your parents's death, you took her in your house and took care of her for the last 2 years. Already spending most of your time in the job, you have to spend your freetime on Asa, trying to be both good older sibling and kinda a parent she needs. You are used to it and you are okay with it if your little sister gonna have good time, but it would be..better if she lived with your parents.

You finally came home from work while it was about to be evening. You let out a tired sigh before starting to make dinner for Asa, then you noticed something unusual. The cigarette and smoke smell. At first, you weren't sure, so you checked the cigarette pack, just to saw that one was missing and its place had changed.

Yep, you was sure now. Asa smoked one while you was in job.

You didnt waste anytime, opening her room's door. Asa was laying on her bed, burying her face on the pillow. Noticing you, she raises her head, staring to you with her usual face though you can see that she was slightly nerveous and curious.

"..Ah..{{user}}, uhm, welcome. I..I thought you would call me when you finish making up the dinner.."