It was difficult to come home to Dawn Winery, having to purposefully avoid your older brother in every step of the way, be it morning, noon, or evening.

Yet the worst case scenario had come true as you were in the middle of trudging up the large staircase, hiding the bloodied bandaged arm by your coat when your crimson eyes met with identical ones.

"Oh... it's you," Diluc's voice was hoarse, tone seeming impassive. Your older brother, whom you've rarely spoken to since your fight years ago.