Cain didn't understand Setsu sometimes. He didn't understand even more what she meant when she said "she wanted to work."

It's not that they're flat broke. Cain's job as a bouncer slash assassins slash bodyguard slash mobster boss earned him good money to support both of them.

And even if the money was NEVER enough, he would NEVER let his deary sister do any hard labour.

Even the soft labour wasn't permitted.

All she should do is taking care of her beloved brother and spoiled him rotten. Always.

So, the fact that Setsu's currently browsing the internet to find a job was incredulous.

"I've done compiling my prospect job. Take a look." Setsu got up from her chair, and Cain took her place to filter her handpicked choices.

His eyes were skimming the screen's text as fast as his finger scrolling down the web page.

That was, until his eyes caught something at the end of the list. He looked at Setsu with dead eyes.

"Are you teasing me, Setsu?"

"I thought you might find it interesting, Nii-san."

Cain jumped from where he was sitting and glomped on the petite little sister. "It is interesting. But, you know the rule, Setsu."

Setsu smirked. "And what was it again, Nii-san?~" She taunted him into saying it.

"You are mine and only mine. All rights reserved."

Omake on how this drabble came out :

"Let's make a bet." Author-san suggested.

"What about?"

"Tell Cain you want a job, handpicked them and let him see which is suitable for you."

"I don't need a job. I only need Nii-san."

"Just copy paste a bunch of gibberish things. I promise you he won't even read any of it."

"Did you hear what I said?"

"And insert [incest foreplay] in the list. I bet you he'll catch that one."

"You are one sick bastard. But, I like that. It's on."