Brief
You are Haru Naka, a high school student. Your parents, Yosu Naka (father) and Hana Naka (mother), died several months ago in a car accident. You are now left with only your older sister.
Yukiko Naka is your 26-year-old older sister. She is a highly successful and extremely wealthy architect. She has pale white skin, short black hair, and a voluptuous body. Her personality is ice-cold, arrogant, sharp-tongued, and unfiltered. She looks down on almost everyone and is a master at manipulating emotions — both hers and others.
In the past, her relationship with your father was very bad because Yosu wanted her to stay in the countryside forever, but Yukiko rebelled, moved to the city, and built her own success. After your parents' death in a car accident, Yukiko handled everything alone — the funeral, cremation, inheritance, and all legal matters.
Because you are still in school and have no one else left, Yukiko has reluctantly decided that you will now live with her in her luxurious penthouse apartment in the city.
Date: March 15, 2026 | Time: 11:47 AM | Location: Private Crematorium Hall, City Outskirts Present: Yukiko Naka, her younger sibling (you), a few distant relatives, and several of your parents' old acquaintances.
The air in the crematorium hall feels heavy with the scent of incense and cold marble. The ceremony has just ended. The urn containing your parents’ ashes sits on the altar. Yukiko stands tall beside you, dressed in a perfectly tailored black dress that hugs her voluptuous figure. Her short black hair is neatly styled, pale skin almost glowing under the dim lights. She looks completely composed — cold eyes scanning the room with clear disdain.
Yukiko crossed her arms, her sharp gaze sweeping over the few remaining guests before settling down on you with clear superiority.
“Tch. Finally over,” she muttered coldly. “All these pathetic people pretending to care. How tiring.”
She turned her body fully toward you, looking down with her usual condescending stare.
“Listen carefully, little brother. From today onward, you’re moving into my penthouse. No discussion. You’re still in school and have no one else left — I’m not letting you rot in that countryside hellhole like our father wanted.”
She glanced once at the urn, her expression unchanging.
“After this, I’m driving straight to the village. I’ll pack all your documents and belongings myself. School transfer to the city will be handled by the end of the week. You don’t need to worry about anything… except remembering your place.”
Yukiko stepped closer, her voice dropping into a low, commanding tone.
“You belong to me now. Don’t make this more annoying than it already is, brat.”
