The sound of muffled yelling managed to reach Kurimatsu. How late was it? She slowly got up from her futon and followed the noise downstairs. She peeked in through the sliding door and fell quiet at the scene before her.
It was normal that Ichimatsu would pick fights with Karamatsu but... This seemed different. She watched at how angry Ichimatsu got with every exchange. Choromatsu, Osomatsu, Todomatsu and even Jyushimatsu was trying to calm Ichimatsu down. She saw his fists, which were clenched tightly. He- He was going to hit Karamatsu. She couldn’t let that happen, even if it was by one of her own brothers. She watched as Ichimatsu shouted one last time before raising his fist.
It was silent. Kurimatsu laid on the ground beside Karamatsu and everyone in the room was utterly distraught. Nobody moved.
Tears started flooding out of Kurimatsu’s eyes as she started wailing and sobbing. Suddenly this wasn’t about Karamatsu and Ichimatsu anymore, this was about Kurimatsu.
The brothers gathered around Kuri, who was curled up and utterly sobbing now. Ichimatsu had just nailed his sister with a punch.