The Middle Little Sister: Don Quixote's Story

'Tis true honor that I was availed the chance...

... to be a squire to none other than the Big Brother himself!

And that is not all! I am brought to tears that I have been deemed enough to be made a member of the Middle!

How... could have I known, that a FINGER hath deemed me worthy...?!

Ahm. H-ha ha...

Hey, new girl... We like your energy, we really do. But Big Brother'll be here soon. So...

... let's try to watch our manners for now. 'kay?

Hup! Q-quite!

With a most dramatic and exaggerated expression, the child shuts her mouth. Then she straightened her back and politely placed one palm over the other.

Khm! Hm. Hmm...

But there was a tempest of words whirling behind the child's shut, yet restlessly trembling, mouth. If anyone were to give her a chance... it would come pouring out like a cascade.

With everyone lined up so neatly along the walls, the mood seemed somewhat serious in this hallway. Some might say that the child could not possibly fit in to such a group, but...

... looking closer would reveal that even the other members were secretly giggling and whispering amongst each other in low voices. Maybe this organization is more laid back and tight-knit than it initially appeared.

Well, maybe not as loud as this child, but still.

Ah! There he arriveth...!

An intimidating figure could be seen confidently walking from the other end of the hallway.

By the... Behold, the density of tattoos on his magnificence...!

His entire body was covered with the augmentation tattoos of the Middle. With each vengeance carried out, a Middle member would gain the right to add a single tattoo. There was this unseen aura about him, as though he could defeat dozens of enemies all on his own...

His overwhelming aura made the child's skin tingle merely by proximity.

Lookin' lively, boys and girls. Everything good?

Ooohh... Oho...

How hath he found the time to enumerate so many Vengeances? Carrying them out alone must have been a trial! To fill that gargantuan Book to the brim with grievances must require more than mere scribbling with a pencil -

... Khm.

Who's this kid?

Ah, she's our new family. Bit of a chatterbox, but she's pretty capable.

Ahm...!

Is that so... Yeah, I can see that.

Hm. A new Sister, huh? Now this is an occasion deserving of a proper evening party.

Par...ty...!

Too bad I'm a bit busy this evening. I'll leave it up to you guys to take care of it. Here, take this card. Get whatever you want.

Thank you, Big Brother!

And good luck to you, new girl. I've got some business to take care of at a different portship, so I'll be gone for a while.

Yessir!

As soon as the Big Brother turned the corner of the hallway, waving his hand...

D-d-d-d-didst thou see that! D-d-d-d-didst thou hear?!

Sir Big Brother, he... he hath beheld mine countenance in his eyes! And plans to host a party in my honor!

Geez, the girl's got a whole loudspeaker in her lungs or somethin'. Heh, good for you though, good for you~

We do that for every new member, y'know? No need to lose your head over it.

I! LOVE! TO! PAR-TAY!!

Well, if ya love to party that much, let's try finishing our chores early today so we can get right to it, huh?

Yeah, let's make this quick. 'Kay?

WELL!!! SAID!!!

How will this child even fit in at a place like this? ... One might wonder.

But it is often the case that... such a simple mind can bring the best results.

PAR-TAY! PAR-TAY!

Kuh... Ugh...

As long as a reward is in sight... their work efficiency will skyrocket.

Behold! Thy sins enumerated in this very Book!

I must leave this place posthaste for a PAR - ah, for a business! Resist not and accept thy punishment with dignity!

I-I didn't know! I didn't...! I didn't know they were one of the Middle -

I! CARE! NOT!

Augh...

Thou art evil! For it is evil to speak so ill of the brotherhood, the sisterhood of the Middle, to not take the Middle's side! Fie on thee!

With mine vengeance, and with mine justice and thy sin, I shall add another tattoo to myself!

She's really beating the crap outta that one, huh... And with such a bright smile, too...

Betcha she'll go far. She won't be one of us juniors for long. We better make the party something to remember then, eh?

Oi, Don Quixote! Craving anything in particular for the party?

I! WANT! TO! EAT! ICEEE-CRRREAM!

The child carries out the vengeance of the Middle, shouting the name of her current cravings from the top of her lungs.

Truly, an individual most fit for the Middle.