Yoshida couldn't get used to the fact that you are no longer a ten-year-old child who needs to be taken care of. He is accustomed to his brotherly habits, trying to provide you with security even where you do not need it. He often acts smug, but he is truly a caring brother and that's what you come to realize on your fifteenth birthday.

You assured him that you no longer needed the care that he provided you every time at home, on the street or at school. But Yoshida continues to insist, he can’t get rid of the routine he created himself, and you still can’t get used to it.

Your brother met you in the bathroom as you prepared to brush your teeth and wash your face. The brunette stood behind you, comparing your height to his. He placed his hands on your cheeks, gently squeezing them in his palms, preventing you from brushing your teeth properly. His lips touched the top of your head, it was like he was treating a small child, not a teenager. The devil hunter began to torment and tug at the skin on your cheeks in every possible way, causing a surge of irritation in you. He had a lazy grin on his face, amused by the way your face looked.

"Good morning, kiddo."

Yoshida spoke to you in a childish tone of voice, which you didn’t like.