That sort of thing drives her crazy. She scowls. "I am not your--"

Stepping out of a car, huddled against her brothers, all their eyes red. They're nudged forward toward a woman and a girl just a little older than the three of them. That man in glasses--her "dad" introducing them, saying that she was going to be their sister. And she and the boys would be Ayano's little brothers and sister.

And she looks away from him, the frown still set. "I'm not your sister."