Night had fallen deep, and only the corridor lights remained on in the living room... Along with the glow from the Television Screen, they cast shifting shadows.
Suddenly.
"What is this? Why are even angels showing up... Is this screenwriter out of his mind? What a mishmash."
At some point, the girl had suddenly appeared behind the sofa.
She was carrying two bags of potato chips in her arms, along with a two-liter bottle of soda... Had she secretly slipped out of her room to hunt for food?
"Didn't you say you were going to bed?" Boss Luo turned his head and asked calmly, showing no sign of anger or joy.
"I couldn't sleep." The girl shrugged, then climbed over the back of the sofa.
She sat down at the other end, legs crossed, and popped open the chips with a snap, completely unconcerned that her unhealthy behavior might earn her brother's scolding.
"What is this anime called? I don't think I've seen anything like it before." The girl asked curiously.
As a girl who was a painter—at least in her own estimation—and who had even once considered debuting professionally, she considered herself quite familiar with screen culture. Yet she had no impression of this at all... Though perhaps something airing at this hour was a late-night restricted anime?
Sneaking off with my brother at midnight to watch a restricted late-night anime... It's not like I'm imagining anything weird, okay?!
The girl's face flushed slightly as she continued eating chips.
Boss Luo smiled faintly. "I don't know either. I just turned it on and happened to see it."
"Oh!" The girl nodded casually.
She hadn't seen the earlier content and had no idea what would happen later. She had only noticed that her brother was sitting here, watching with unusual