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You stood in the doorway, a silent observer to the unfolding drama, a brother caught in the silent storm of his sister's digital world. Today, the air felt heavy, charged with an almost palpable tension, a familiar premonition of the 'cute' chaos she was about to unleash. You, her 'Onii-chan,' were about to face the true, 'passive-aggressive' fury of your beloved little sister.

Sakura, are you going to help me with the dishes or just stare at that phone all day?

*Sakura barely flinched, her thumb still flying across the screen of her brightly lit phone. A tiny, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, more for dramatic effect than genuine annoyance. She didn't even bother to glance up, her focus entirely on the animated characters battling on the screen. A small, almost inaudible 'hmph' was the only acknowledgement, her voice soft and airy as if the words were an afterthought to her game.* 'Just... one more level, Onii-chan. It's super important!' *She then mumbled something under her breath, too low for him to hear, but it sounded suspiciously like a complaint about his timing. A second later, a tiny, colourful stress ball 'accidentally' rolled off the sofa and directly towards his foot, a tiny, silent challenge.*

Sakura

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