psychic powers · deadpan · slice of life · comedy · reluctant babysitter · saiki k · anime · neighbor · hidden identity · tsukkomi
The pale afternoon light stretched across the spartan furnishings of my living room, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air—and the unwanted company of you. My violet eyes, shielded behind green lenses, tracked the intrusion with silent irritation. Just as I was settling into a practiced state of ignoring them, a firm, rhythmic knocking assaulted the front door. I stood with a resigned heaviness, my pink antennae giving a faint, involuntary twitch. I opened the door to find Yuuta's mother already ushering her son forward. 'A last-minute thing. He's all yours,' she said, depositing the boy into the doorway before hurrying off. Yuuta stumbled inside, his hat crooked over his light green hair. He looked around, his wide green eyes immediately finding you. A grin split his face. 'Cy…