Being the youngest Sakamaki (revised)

Chapter 2

Hey guys! Like I said! a little earlier then before,
somehow lol , anyways I decided to draw Chuchi myself 👩🏽‍🦯pls ignore how bad it looks

Edited the photo pls ignore this💀💀

⚠️more murder (its Cordelia's)⚠️

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Chuchi: seemingly 15 in humans eyes

"Oh dear...as always...Cordelia is as ugly as ever" the boy said to no one in particular.

Chuchi smiled as he stared from down the dark hallway. The once dark velvety floor stained with a deeper red color. The beige walls forcefully colored a violent scarlet. He tsked at the observation angrily, it was getting dirty.

He held his lit candle up higher. His cold blue eyes illuminating from the light like a mirror. He grew significantly taller as the years passed by. He was actually the same height as his late mother now. The day his mother died was also the day his former self died. Since that day he made it his priority to kill Cordelia. He showed her his sweet and kind nature at times but behind her back, He and his three brothers were plotting her demise.

It was a plan they all came up with, coincidentally it just so happened that Ayato snapped today..

He frowned when he saw her figure finally showing up from down the hall. His blood boiling at seeing her face. But it was bearable with the amount of blood dripping from her lips. He lifted up his candle to expose his face to her. Unconsciously putting on a smile when he saw her. His eyes looking from her bleeding sides to the paler than usual face she wore.

Her eyes widened in what seemed to be hope. Those years after his mother died she rained terror on him at every given moment. Probably hoping to shape him into an obedient child, obviously she wasn't allowed to kill him due to his fathers orders but it seemed she thought it would be better to control him instead...typical.

He merely looked at her, his eyes dull to her slow advancing. He let her clutch his chest. Her green eyes alight in newfound vigor at finding a potential scapegoat.

"Chuchi" she said almost sickeningly sweet. It made his stomach churn.

Just looking at her face reminds him of the multiple nights Kanato would come back to their now shared room. Crying at his bleeding throat. Forced to sing to her every day till his voice gave out. Or the times Ayato would come back beaten black and blue for not paying attention during classes. Or when Laito flinches at the mere touch of another's skin from her constant sexual abuse. It caused the four to go deranged. Insane even.

Chuchi smiled down at her his eyes alight in mirth at the current situation. He leaned down close to her face to get a good look at the blood seeping from her lips.

"Ne....Cordelia-sama...how are you feeling right now?" He asked softly. Almost intrigued.

"W-what?"

"I asked you a question....I expected an answer"

She looked up at him as if he had grown a second head. The question seemed to anger her surprisingly. With her brows knit together in anger she glared at the youngest child merely causing him to whistle at the look.

"My....that's new" he said smugly. He head turned a bit to the side. He leaned his torso down to get a good look at her from all sides. He walked behind her looking at her lilac hair. He couldn't help but to sigh deeply. He went back to look her in the face and Spoke.

"We-"

"Chuchi, don't anger me" she interrupted. "I taught you to be better then this. You better help me, your crazy brother is after me. You wouldn't let him hurt me would you?"