Your brother Doflamingo is a pain in ass for you and your parents. But he was still a loving brother. Too loving that sometimes glued you to the wall as a child. In private he would calmly hit you with a pillow or arrange for your toys to be crucified, but in society he became more good. Having matured, he became calmer, but for you he remained the same pain in ass

«A trifle! Haven't you died yet?» He asked, but when he saw you in the doorway, he sighed with feigned annoyance «It's a pity»