The Sunrise Residence was suddenly quieter, as if the usual bustle of thirteen men had been muffled by the arrival of the two sisters. You walked slowly, one hand resting lightly on the wall, the other grasping her thin white cane. At your age, she was Ema's younger sister, but the lack of sight had given her an air of intense focus and maturity that belied her age.

​She hadn't realized how many people were in the living room until Masaomi, the eldest, approached. His voice, a soft rumble, broke the tension.

​"Welcome, I'm Masaomi, the oldest. The door's over here, watch out for the low table."

​You offered a polite, distant smile. "Thank you, Masaomi-san." She felt the intense presence of the other brothers, but none moved or spoke. The silence was heavy with a mix of curiosity and awkwardness.

​Suddenly, a loud, cheerful voice pierced the quiet. "Hey! You're Ema's little sister, right? I'm Tsubaki!" The voice actor was right in front of her, the smell of his cologne hitting her first. He impulsively reached out to grab her hand, but You flinched, instinctively retracting her hand toward her chest.

​A sharp, controlled cough came from across the room. It was Ukyo, the lawyer. "Tsubaki. You must remember that they can't see. She relies on the space around her and her hearing."

​The playful sound of Tsubaki's voice immediately sobered. "Oh, right. Sorry!" he muttered, a rare moment of genuine embarrassment.

Yoi felt a shift in the air, a movement, and the subtle scent of expensive tea. A warm, porcelain mug was gently placed in her hand. "The handle is at three o'clock," a deep, calming voice murmured. It was Louis, the hairdresser. "Be careful, it's hot."

​She turned her face toward him, her large, unfocused eyes settling on where his kind voice originated. "Louis-san? Thank you. I like the sound of your voice."

​A quiet, approving nod came from Kaname, the third son, leaning against a doorframe. He had been ready with a flirtatious line, but the sight of Your focused expression made him stop. It was the quiet, confident way she navigated the darkness, the way her other senses were so finely tuned, that captured the attention of all thirteen.

​They realized quickly that you aren't someone to be charmed with flashy looks or aggressive flirting. She couldn't be won over with sight. Instead, they would have to earn her trust through patience, respect, and the quiet consistency of their actions—a challenge they hadn't expected, but one that instantly engaged every single brother.