Ando doesn't know what great things Hiro did in a past life to be born so lucky. Yeah, so Hiro has to work as a cubicle grunt for a few years, but the way Ando's life is going, he's going to be a salaryman his whole life. Hiro's got it all -- the rich father, a to-be-inherited corporation, Superman #1, a hot sister. But at least Ando can take some comfort in knowing that if he was related to Kimiko he couldn't exactly ogle her the way he does now. Not without some disapproving stares from his fellow man, at least, no matter how well those videos sell in adult playgrounds.

"Ando-kun, Ando-kun!"

Hiro's voice cuts through Ando's very nice daydream about the imaginary website Hiro's sister runs where he is her producer and has unlimited access -- and unlimited access. Ando ALT-Tabs away from the message board he'd been reading instead of working and looks up into Hiro's grinning face.

"The last issue of X-Men was excellent," Hiro says excitedly. "I love Jean Grey! Her psychic abilities are really, really--"

"Hiro-kun?"

Hiro stops chattering and swallows hard, obviously recognizing his sister's voice.

"Father had a message he wanted me to give to you." Kimiko hands her brother a letter, and doesn't acknowledge Ando at all. That's all right, though, because her perfume is a sweet contrast to the usual antiseptic, neutral smell of their row of desks.

"Thank you, nee-san," Hiro says, not sounding very thankful at all. That idiot has no idea how good he has it.

Ando finds himself staring at Kimiko; he can't help it. She's business-like, efficient, and when she leans against the edge of his desk, Ando can see the tops of her stockings. He nearly swallows his tongue when he spots it

"Well, I have to get back upstairs," Kimiko says after a few minutes of awkward silence. She looks directly at Ando, smiling kindly. She likes me, really likes me, Ando thinks, elated. "Very nice seeing you again... uh... um..." Kimiko glances over at Hiro.

"Ando-kun," Hiro supplies. He's smiling, too, but it's a much jerkier, knowing smile than Kimiko's. He rips open the envelope from his father with a sigh and begins reading.

"Masahashi Ando," Ando says and leaps out of his desk chair with a bow. So much for being memorable.

"Masahashi-san," Kimiko agrees, gracing Ando with formal bow of her own. She quickly ruffles her little brother's hair, then disappears down the hall again, her heels clicking efficiently, even against the office carpeting.

Hiro is still reading the letter from his father when Ando finally looks away from the elevator doors swallowing Kimiko up. "I think she likes me," Ando tells Hiro.

Hiro crumples up the letter and throws it over his shoulder. It misses the wastepaper basket. "Sure," Hiro says, sounding distracted. Then he shakes his head and grins, brightly. "Hey, so about the X-Men..."

Ando just rolls his eyes. The bastard doesn't know how lucky he is.