[ What Ichimatsu is saying is true. It is. All of the hurtful words he's said to him through their entire lives, and yet, he's treated just like some little shitty baby, loved and adored, smothered in affection and care because everybody worries about him. Everybody is worried for his well being— Karamatsu knew if it was Ichimatsu on the rooftop that everybody would have come looking for him; everybody would have wondered where poor Ichimatsu went. Karamatsu was so jealous. He wanted that kind of attention and care more than anything and here this hateful brother couldn't show an ounce of gratitude. It took some mind reading cat to actually hint at the idea that Ichimatsu didn't need anything else.. because he had everything. He had everything just right here with his family because they all gave it to him so easily.
He. Had. Everything. Karamatsu felt like he had nothing.
He doesn't know how Ichimatsu got to Hell, but he knew: Ichimatsu didn't commit suicide. Why didn't he commit suicide? Because somebody would have been there for him.
Unlike Karamatsu.
Ichimatsu is weak and fragile, just like Karamatsu is beneath that mask he so cleverly wears— the same old mask that he has had to repair plenty of times, fearing that once again, people won't like who he is. He wants to be who people love— he wants to somehow have what Ichimatsu has. Karamatsu isn't sure what causes his emotion to twist so suddenly, but it was probably the whole dark atmosphere— being in Hell, side by the side with somebody who— in the long run— meant very well but treated you poorly when you were living. Not all of the time, but.. Ichimatsu was a contributing cause for Karamatsu's decision along with his other selfish thoughts.
Karamatsu finally reaches out and grabs Ichimatsu by the collar, rage finally surfacing on his face after hiding it for so long. My God, it felt so good.. which was terrifying. It felt so good to grit his teeth and curve his hand into a tight fist and pull his arm back, the rounds of his knuckles aimed at the same area that Ichimatsu hit him— ]
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Karamatsu was so jealous. He wanted that kind of attention and care more than anything and here this hateful brother couldn't show an ounce of gratitude. It took some mind reading cat to actually hint at the idea that Ichimatsu didn't need anything else.. because he had everything. He had everything just right here with his family because they all gave it to him so easily.
He. Had. Everything.
Karamatsu felt like he had nothing.
He doesn't know how Ichimatsu got to Hell, but he knew: Ichimatsu didn't commit suicide. Why didn't he commit suicide? Because somebody would have been there for him.
Unlike Karamatsu.
Ichimatsu is weak and fragile, just like Karamatsu is beneath that mask he so cleverly wears— the same old mask that he has had to repair plenty of times, fearing that once again, people won't like who he is. He wants to be who people love— he wants to somehow have what Ichimatsu has. Karamatsu isn't sure what causes his emotion to twist so suddenly, but it was probably the whole dark atmosphere— being in Hell, side by the side with somebody who— in the long run— meant very well but treated you poorly when you were living. Not all of the time, but.. Ichimatsu was a contributing cause for Karamatsu's decision along with his other selfish thoughts.
Karamatsu finally reaches out and grabs Ichimatsu by the collar, rage finally surfacing on his face after hiding it for so long.
My God, it felt so good.. which was terrifying. It felt so good to grit his teeth and curve his hand into a tight fist and pull his arm back, the rounds of his knuckles aimed at the same area that Ichimatsu hit him— ]
Brother—