You can't believe it, huh.
I see.
I guess that would be the case.
"However, if you actually meet him, he could be a good older brother?"
"He's definitely not!"
"Wh-Why?"
"In our house we had this small box my mother treated as important. She would always say not to touch it or not to look inside of it for some reason. Somehow, it seems that it contained something precious to my older brother."
...Small box?
Well now, come to think of it I vaguely remember hearing something like that from Paul as well.
"During the time when my mother wasn't around, I secretly opened it and looked inside. And then what do you think was inside of it!?"
"We-well, I wonder what."
"It was panties. Panties belonging to a woman. Also, going off the size they were considerably small. Based on my calculations, they should have been panties belonging to a child around the age of 14. There was none. A person around that age, there was none in that house. I did consider the possibility that my older brother was a sister, but it's a bit much. There was only one person who I could link it to. My older brother's home teacher, a person named Roxy. When my older brother was four or five years old he treated a clearly older lady's panties as a religious object."
Calculations you say.
Wa-wait this child, isn't she just a bit too clever?
Eh? She's still five or six years old right?
How do I put it, from this kind of small child, I'm feeling this amazing gap, huh?
"However, there's the possibility it might be a misunderstanding right?"
"No, I casually managed to get the details out of my mother. My brother would do whatever he pleased like peeking on that lady Roxy when she was bathing or peek in on my father and mother when they were making love. It seemed like my mother was trying to keep it hidden, but there's no mistake. My older brother is without a doubt a pervert!"