Osomatsu had been quiet for most of the day. The eldest had been laying in one spot; he read his manga, played his video games, his usual hobbies...Though his silence spoke volumes of something being wrong...
‘Oh, are you feeling unwell? Follow me to the second floor. I’ll get you some medicine?’ a familiar voice echoed to the fourth brother before his brother’s inner monologue filled his mind. ‘No no no! I don’t want to go with you! Kaa-san please, this man wants to hurt me--!’
‘YOU IDIOT!’ the other voice hissed. ‘What do you think you’re doing, looking all suspicious like that! If you draw any more attention to yourself..’ the man gave a soft laugh. ‘I’ll make sure you watch me kill your family, you’ll know it’s ALL your fault...’
‘T-Tougou-san I-I’m sorry!’ his brother sobbed. ‘I-I’ll a-act normal I-I pro-’
Loud whipping sounds were heard along with the sharp cries of a child. ‘If you don’t shut up!’
After a moment, the sharp sounds died down...
‘Come back downstairs now, dry your damn face.’
‘Oh! Looks like he’s cured~!’ Tougou chimed, his mother thanking the man before there was the sound of Oso dropping to their knees and sobbing.
‘What’s wrong?’ Choromatsu asked, where the old man replied with. ‘I guess that medicine was a bit bitter..’
Oso’s stare seemed more vacant now, like he was nothing but a husk. He had dropped his book and wrapped his arms around his sides as he stared at the floor...