#masoichi

[kurimatsuxmatsuno-blog]

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Kurimatsu has been talking to Chibita as of late, and heard that her brother used to do wrestling! So logically the obviously choice of action was taken.

“Ichi-ni-san.”

“Suplex me.”

[kurimatsuxmatsuno-blog]

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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.

[feminxmatsu-blog]

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“Ichiko-neesan! Ichiko-neesan!” Jyushiko shouted happily, nearly glomping the unsuspecting male. “Ichiko-neesan- did you cut your hair?” She asked, tilting her head. She immediately realized this was not her Ichiko-neesan.

She jumped back, bowing her head. “Ah! I’m sorry sir! I thought you were my older sister!” She was quiet for a moment, looking up at. “You look a lot like her! Are you... Perhaps Ichiko-neesan in disguise?”

[kurimatsuxmatsuno-blog]

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Ow. Ow ow ow ow. Kuri walked upstairs to where all her brothers would usually hang out. She was covered in scratches from head to toe but... She was holding something.

She was holding a bunch of kittens in her shirt. Perhaps a litter. She made a straight B-line towards Ichimatsu, who was sitting by himself as usual. She smiled brightly despite her whole entire body stinging.

“Ichi-ni-san!” She chirped happily. “I found these kitties outside behind a dumpster and I couldn’t find their mama.” She said, showing her older brother the small grey tabbies.

[muscle2xhustle2x-blog]

Play Park

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“2,664... 2,664... 2,66- Ichi-Nii-San!”

The last swing went uncounted. Preferring to address his brother’s presence. “How long have you been there?” The guy was always so quiet. It was hard to tell if he’d just got to the park or had been there for the whole two hours. Not that it mattered now. He was happy to see his brother here. So much so, all the numbers left his head as he approached the other.

“You come here to play?” That was what most people had in mind when coming to a part. But there were a few benches and stray cats around as well. Jyushimatsu could see his brother coming for that reason instead.