Chapter 8: Can You Really Call Yourself A Big Brother, If You’re Not Willing Too Commit Genocide For Your Sister?

At first, she answered everything short and concisely, in a quiet tone. But after seeing that I had a genuine interest in her hobby, or at least was trying to understand it, she started to speak more eagerly, losing her usual shyness.

She started to speak like anyone normally would about their hobby, and actually leaned in towards the conversation, which made it feel like she wasn’t speaking reluctantly anymore.

As time went on and we conversed more about her hobby, she lost the shy look on her face, and looked as if she had found someone who understood her and her interest, and spoke even more passionately about what she liked.

She even started asking questions of her own, and got up from her chair to show me around her room, and explain every piece of merchandise she had and why she liked each one.

Her expressions turned more vivid, the more she spoke, and she openly started to express what she was feeling, without holding back.

Like when I said I didn’t like a particular thing that she liked, she looked at me with a look of disapproval, as if she were looking down on me for my opinion.

Or, how she was jumping up and down in excitement, when I said something that she could relate to.

At a certain point, I totally forgot that she used to be a shy girl with social anxiety, and talked to her like I would to any other girl.

And through our conversation, I learned so much more about her, than I thought I ever would.

Apparently, she wasn’t one of those so-called furries, and only had an interest in half-human, half-hybrid girls, called demi-girls.

She said that when she was a child, she used to watch a cartoon where they featured a group of demi-girls that fought off villains and saved the world. She loved that show to bits, and from that show she picked up a morbid interest in demi-girls, as she found them extremely cute and adorable.