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[Okay so a note before we get into this. It’s a bit of an odd concept. But if you’re okay with odd concepts then read on!]

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Saiki Kuniharu and Saiki Kurumi weren’t sure what to expect when their first child was born. But, very assuredly, they were not expecting his first words to come only a few days after his birth. And even more assuredly they had not expected them to be, “Damn it, Kuusuke.”

It wasn’t said in the manner of a child that was throwing around words he’d heard by chance. These words came with a spiteful venom to them. This baby, this little tiny baby that was brand new to the world had a score to settle… with himself, apparently.

“Maybe we’re just looking too much into this mama.” Kuniharu finally concluded.

“Do you think, papa?”

“He’s just a baby. And it doesn’t make sense that he’s mad at himself for any reason, right? Unless he needs a diaper change or something.”

“I don’t.” Talking aloud at this age felt oddly inconvenient and convenient at the same time. On the one hand, communication was possible. On the other, he really didn’t want to bother. He just glared ahead at his parents’ amazement that he could properly respond to them. What an absolute pain.

And now he had to wait. Not that he wasn’t used to waiting. He’d played that game for a very long time already. But this was frustratingly absurd. That guy… To go this far…

Well, the baby had to admit he was at some fault too. He’d had no choice but to trust that guy with his devices, after all. In that regard, he’d let his guard down. Out of everything that guy could have done, this was something he couldn’t even fathom in his wildest dreams. And there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

Somewhere, from the void of nonexistence, he knew his brother was laughing. He could almost hear that annoying laughter, followed up by, ‘So what will you do now?’ as though it were just some simple game.

What would he do now? He would sock a newborn baby to the moon when he arrived in a couple of years, that’s what he would do.

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To the moon? Is that what He’d thought a couple of years back? Haha, no. The moment he heard his brother’s mocking voice in his head a few days after he had arrived, he was ready to chuck him into the sun.

Aaaah! That’s how this works! So! Saiki Kusuo was finally born! Were you waiting long, Kuusuke?

His parents had been slightly concerned with the way their two year old just glared at his newborn brother from the moment he first saw him. But they thought nothing of it in the end. He glared at everyone. They figured it was just his way of getting to know people. Idiots.

At the least, however, he didn’t need to worry about speaking aloud to him. For a while, his mother wasn’t going to let baby Kusuo be separated from her. That would mean that two year old Kuusuke wouldn’t be able to ask him anything privately for a while. While usually inconvenient, at the moment telepathy seemed like a godsend. He could talk to his brother from his own room without anyone being the wiser.

And so that is how they began conversing in the middle of the night, Kusuo in his sleeping mother’s arms, Kuusuke staring blankly at the ceiling as he lay in his bed.

Hahahaaa. You’ve been pretty unhappy, huh? I’m surprised!

Why did you do this?

You really don’t know? Come on. You’ve got a more keen intellect now. Surely after all this time, you’ve figured it out.

Maybe he had. But maybe it was just so absurd that he didn’t want to believe it.

This isn’t what I wanted.

Oooh? From my understanding, this is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it? Just what is wrong with this? Isn’t this the best outcome? I’ve taken your burden away from you. And nothing can set you back. No volcano, no meteor, no other random dire event. You’re free. You’re free to live the life you’ve always wanted now.

This guy was the same as ever. He could read the two year old clearly, and yet he still toyed with him. None of that was the reason the older brother was so bothered by what had happened. What the reason itself was, well. He wasn’t going to admit that aloud, or even via direct thought. But Kusuo knew either way. He knew whether he wanted to or not. You uprooted our entire lives just for this game.

This isn’t a game. This was supposed to be a gift. Haha! But I suppose we can make a game of it for old times’ sake! Alright! Let’s see if you can beat me now. You might’ve been quiet as Kusuo. But as soon as I can wander without mama worrying too much, I’m going to be loud. I’m going to do whatever I want with this world. It’ll be fun!~ Think you can stop me? If you can, I’ll set things back to the way they were.

Hasn’t this gone a little too far for that?

Aaaah, aaaah! Every plan needs some form of contingency. Don’t worry about it! You should just put your best into winning. You’re going to really have to give it your all this time. After all, in a sense, you’re finally up against yourself.

Good. Maybe you’ll actually give me a challenge for once.

Hahaha, how harsh. I guess it’s decided then, huh? Well. Good Luck, Kuusuke.

Right, you’ll need it.

He wasn’t nearly as confident as he made himself sound with that, and it was bothering to know that his brother was well aware of that kind of wavering. But it was fine. It was fine to let that guy believe in the edge he had for now. He had that mad scientist’s old skills now too. That probably technically made him the mad scientist here, but he wasn’t going to give into the mad part quite yet. After all, he wouldn’t have suddenly decided to do something like this. Probably.

Still, now there was work to do. He’d better get started.