Never expect a lazybones to do anything properly. When his useless imouto started approaching her target—the pile of stockings that needed sorting—then asked how she should play the stockings' funeral march before swimming back to the living room in a backstroke, Taihei Doma understood that saying all too well.
"Umaru, report. What are you back here for?" Taihei Doma: #^_^
"Reporting to the commander: Umaru forgot how to play the funeral march and is searching online for instructions..." Hamster Umaru answered with a perfectly straight face.
"But, Umaru, why are you searching for [How to get your useless Onii-chan to put away his own dirty socks]? Who's the one not doing things properly here!?" Taihei Doma wasn't fooled. He pointed at the question in the search bar and challenged her with a well-reasoned argument.
"It's obviously Onii-chan who's not doing things properly. That's the consensus online!" Hamster Umaru said, pointing at the answers page without a trace of guilt.
No, wait. Since when was it Onii-chan's responsibility to sort his imouto's stockings? Taihei Doma wondered, then glanced at the answers on the screen...
"There are guys like this who come home and toss their socks anywhere, then make their sisters pick them up. Brothers like that should just die!"
"What's wrong with brothers these days? They're the very definition of useless. They come home and don't do a thing..."
"Brothers who don't put away their socks should all commit seppuku..."
Taihei Doma: #^_^
Umaru was twisting the meaning again. The posts online were clearly talking about brothers who came home, did nothing, and then took off their socks and lazed around... Wait, why did this feel so oddly familiar?
"Umaru, are you making fun of yourself?"
Hamster Umaru: ヾ(ゞ)
What did Onii-chan mean? She, the mighty Hamster Umaru, had