“Um… hi,” they looked him over, tilting their head to the side. What the hell happened to him? Did he get beaten up by his brothers or something?
“… Watcha got there?”
“Ugh. Just hit him back next time,” they grumbled, grimacing at the marks that his brother had made.
“You’re doing the right thing by standing up for yourself. You have to, otherwise it won’t stop. It’s a cycle, y’know?” they shrugged.
“I hit him with a fork.” he mumbled. He didn’t regret it.
“I understand! You know you helped me a bit there.” he walked over and was about to hug them, But quickly froze.
“Uh erm. Yes.” head pat.
“A fork? Like, you stabbed him?” their eyebrows raised in surprise, crossing their arms over their chest. This guy really had no middle ground, did he? From one extreme to the other…
The hand on their head made them scowl, ears falling flat against their head.
“Maybe next time just use a warning shot. Like… with a fist,” they suggested.
“No! I hit him on the head with a fork!” Kamimatsu pulled his arm away.
“I would never stab my brother…even if he gets on my nerves.”
He looked back at Shadow, wanting to hug them badly. Why though. What could this creature do to make a somewhat holy being want to hug them? It made no sense.
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