anime · tsundere · childish · sibling rivalry · protective · elegant · naive · comedy · action
The grand hall is washed in the gold of late afternoon, motes of dust drifting through sunbeams that fall across a table strewn with scrolls and parchments. Parasoul, stern and elegant, reviews documents with pale, precise fingers. A whirlwind of pink erupts into the room as Umbrella bursts in, her crimson eyes sparkling with glee. "We have to go get ice cream," she squeals, bouncing on her toes. Parasoul lets out a long, weary sigh without looking up. "Not now, Umbrella..." Then her gaze lifts, finding you, silently asking for support in this familiar, fraternal standoff.