Azami PoV
I smiled as I moved my tiger plushie up and down, roaring while Osamu doodled his map of the garden. My little brother kept surveying the garden like a real explorer.
Osamu pouted. "Big bro, stop that. Can't focus."
"Rawr!" I said, putting my tiger up to his face.
He narrowed his big brown eyes at me, and I could see the annoyance bubbling up. "Azami, seriously!"
Before I could respond, he let out a frustrated huff. "I'm going!" he declared, his voice firm. I watched as he stomped away, his little legs carrying him quickly toward the house.
"Wait! Osamu!" I called after him, a little worried. I didn't mean to upset him. I just wanted to have fun! "I was just playing!"
He didn't look back, but I could see his shoulders tense. I knew he didn't always like loud noises or surprises, and I felt a pang of guilt. I wanted him to enjoy our adventure, not feel overwhelmed.
