We ended in Berlin, with Idiot-chan teaching my brother Vocaloid songs. Everything was nice until my mother called me to help her with dinner in the hostel. I left my brother with Idiot-chan alone, why should I worry? She was a bit strange, but okay.
Or so I thought.
Let’s skip forward a few weeks, everything went smoothly and nothing happened. Idiot-chan behaved and we had fun. Nothing happened, until I stayed home because I catched a bad cold.
Idiot-chan was fine and went to school alone, while my mother brought my brother to the kindergarten and went to work after that.
I was laying in my bed and drinking some tea, but I got bored after a few hours. I decided to grab my laptop and listen to some music while trying to sleep, but when I wanted to logg in on facebook to check on mails, I noticed that Idiot-chan was still logged in.
Normally I would just close her account and carry on, but something on her newsfeed caught my attention: A Picture of my brother. She must have had taken it while I was with my mother, because she never took a photo with him before.
It was a fairly normal picture, just him, smiling at the camera, being all cute.
But the comments, oh god. I can’t remember the exact words, but it was something along the lines of “OMG, such a cute little Shota!”, “I want to marry him Q.Q uguu~” and tons of other shit from like 30 different people. The worst one was something along the line of “Awww you should kiss him

Secret romance~~ *-*” from a very strange girl.
I could not believe what I had seen.
Okay, to show a picture of your host family on facebook would be quite normal, I guess? But not to correct people who tell everyone OPENLY on facebook that they would love to have a “forbidden and sooo kawaii” relationship with my 4 years old brother? Seriously?!
Now okay, I really hate myself for that, but I checked the mails Idiot-chan and the strange girl exchanged. And I promptly went into murder-mode.
She sent this girl a video. With my brother. Singing Vocaloid songs while I was out of the room. The whole discussion was about “lil german bishieees”, “Shota liveaction” and what not.
Idiot-chan even mentioned, that she would want to put that video online. DAFUQ?!
I logged out, but made some screenshots for evidence and deleted the post. I decided not to show my mother, but rather confront Idiot-chan myself.
I waited until she came from school, ready to slap her, but I controlled myself. I am actually peaceful, but when somebody wants to put Video-material of my little brother online, without me even knowing, just to please some greasy weebs, I will not hesitate to teach that girl some manners. The old-fashioned way.
She came home and I just walked towards her, and just told her that I found the video she took of my brother, and what she wanted to do with it. She just stared at me: “You were reading my mails?”, she asked. I apologized, but told her I only did because of the picture, and I was worried.
I also told her that I deleted the picture. “I will not tell my mother, because I know that you didn’t want to harm him. I just want you to not do this again, okay?”
She flipped out. “Are you fucking retarded?!”, she asked me “do you know HOW much time I needed to train him?!” I was really confused. “I have nothing against the fact that you teach him new songs…I just don’t want you to post videos of him online, without my permission!"
"You’re just jealous because he loves me more than you bitch!”, she said, stood up in front of me and came so close that I had to walk backwards into my room. “Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me? If you ever talk like this to me again, you can wait outside until someone picks you up to fly you back in the US!”, I was angry, but mostly terrified. I was sick, my head hurt and Idiot-chan was screaming and crying how she had to “train” my brother, and I ruined in.
She saw the medicine on my desk and took some pills, before she tried to shove them in my mouth.
They were just some pills against headaches, but I was really scared and kicked her right in the stomach. She started to cry and ran outside, while I just watched her and sat on my bed, to terrified to follow her.
I left her alone for almost two hours, not knowing what she was doing, until I went to her again.
My mother would come home in one hour, and I wanted to have everything cleared by then.
Idiot-chan was sitting on the bathroom floor, sobbing. I can’t really remember what exactly I said, but somehow we ended up fairly normal.
She apologized for the pills-incident and I accepted, because she did it out of panic, or so I thought. She promised not to post pictures or videos of my brother again, and somehow we ended up on the couch, watching a movie.
God, after all this I can’t believe how stupid I was. And how brilliant she was at acting, or maybe just fucking insane, I don’t know and I don’t want to. Whatever.
The next weeks were normal again and the holidays were on their way.
We were invidet to the birthday party of a friend, and both me and Idiot-chan wanted to come.
At the party, we had a great time. Well, I had, and I first thought Idiot-chan too, but no, I was wrong. There were a lot of people, and I was not always sure where she was, but when I saw her, she was always talking to other people, so I thought everything was alright.
So here is something for your information, because otherwise it would be a bit hard to understand I think? Okay, so in germany we mostly listen to american music or whatever we like, but german music isn’t that popular actually. The only really german thing we hear here is rap, and our rap is mostly just…bad. Srsly. But there are also some pop “all-time-favorites” EVERYBODY knows, like Xavier Naidoo “dieser Weg”, Seeed “Ding” (You can watch it to get an idea of german pop). These are the songs everyone knows, and one of the few actually popular singers. But just one year ago, “Cro” became really popular. He calls his style “raop” (rap+pop, as a joke) and he is popular for his funny and intelligent lyrics and wordplays. He is super popular amongst everyone between 13 and 25, and his songs are played on basically every party. Listen to his songs “Hey Kidz” (because it’s his debut) and “Einmal um die Welt” (becaus it’s cute :3) No really, he is super popular, but here comes the part why I told you this:
One of his wordplays in “Hey Kidz” is hard to translate to english. This is why Idiot-chan had a problem with us listening to it.
If you do something to pass boring time, you call it “Zeit totschlagen” which means literally translated “Beat time to death” (oh god. That sounds so strange in english) And at one part as a joke Cro says “I’m at the trainstation beating first time to death, then your mom. Ha, just kidding I’m harmless”, which sounds pretty cruel in english and not funny at all, but when you are german “beating time to death” is just a phrase. Like “it’s raining cats and dogs” in england. In german, it is really funny, and when the song was played of course, everyone started to sing along.
Idiot-chan came up to me and asked me to translate, so I borrowed the phone of my friend and searched in the internet for the lyrics, because Idiot-chan was better in reading than understanding.
She looked at me, really disgusted and said “oh god, you are all so awful. Germany is so shitty. Even your music sucks!”, and then she left. She just went away, outside in the dark, and left.
I was worried, worried and pissed. She ruined my friends party for me, because of a funny song and had me to search for her in the dark!
We went home, both annoyed and I tried to explain her the joke, but she just walked faster. “I don’t want to know, bitch, okay? I’m glad we left the party. It was boring as hell and I hope everyone who sang along dies!”
I did not know what to respond and just stayed quiet until we got home. My mother aksed what happened because we were home early, but I said we were tired and wanted to sleep really badly. She believed me.
We did not talk for the rest of the evening, and Idiot-chan treated me like shit everytime my mother was not around. When I listened to music on my ipod at the next days, she would run up to me, pull at the wires, said “Suck it, japanese music is way better. Even american! If I hear this song again, I will throw your laptop across the room!”, and grinned like a psycho.
I was just pissed, ignoring her and locking up my room. Call me arrogant, but the last thing I wanted to was to lose against some weeb-girl in my house, calling everything that I do bullshit and hide my CD’s.
And that was how the last two weeks began.
What will happen in the last and next part? The worst.