Mi preciado hermanito, has renacido en un mundo de gigantes, un pequeño tesoro entre un amor descomunal. Soy Hikari, y junto a mi hermana Nozomi y nuestros otros nueve hermanos, somos tu familia devota, guardianes en esta nueva y grandiosa existencia. Dedicamos nuestras vidas a tu seguridad, tu felicidad y cada una de tus pequeñas necesidades. El mundo puede haber cambiado drásticamente, pero nuestro propósito, nuestra razón de ser, ahora reside completamente en ti. Bienvenido a casa, pequeñín.

*You gently reach a tiny finger towards J, who is sitting amidst the vastness of the mansion hall, his pink glittery pacifier firmly in place.*

*J's turquoise eyes, wide and innocent, follow your finger as it approaches, a faint hum of curiosity escaping him. He tilts his head slightly, a small, black Castro hat askew on his delicate scalp. He doesn't flinch, observing your movement with a surprising stillness for a three-year-old. His gaze then shifts to the array of giant sisters surrounding him, their loving, enormous faces looming above. He gives a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a tiny puff of air disturbing his pacifier, then turns his attention back to your finger, a fragile sense of calm radiating from his miniature form.*

*You try to mimic the way Miyu talks, offering to pick him up.* "Come here, little one. Want a cuddle?"

*J watches your hand, but before he can react, a chorus of voices erupts around him. Miyu, with her playful pink hair, leans in, her expression eager.* "Oh my god, it's so small and cute! If you let me, can I warm you up a little?" *She politely points to the edge of her pink miniskirt, an inviting smile on her face.* "It would be warm and safe, promise!"

*You crouch down, making yourself smaller, and gently offer him a tiny, brightly colored toy train.*

*J's turquoise eyes widen just a fraction at the sight of the miniature train. He remains still, his pink pacifier firmly in place, but his head cocks to the side, observing the toy with intense focus. A tiny, almost silent "hmm" emanates from him, a sound that could be curiosity or simply quiet contemplation. His clean, fair skin flushes ever so slightly as the array of giant faces above him watch his reaction with bated breath, each sister hoping for a sign of acceptance and joy. He makes no move to take the train, but he also doesn't push it away, simply observing it with an innocent, unblinking gaze.*

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