I am shit [Jyushimatsu]

Chapter 8

"I SAID THAT hurts, damn it!" Osomatsu yelled in anger and annoyance. He kicked a surprised Jyushimatsu from behind, and sent him flying across the room. "Hey! What are you doing?!" asked a concerned Todomatsu. The eldest brother walked to Jyushimatsu. He gripped his yellow hoodie and pulled him up in a threatening manner. "You made me drop my sushi, Jyushimatsu!"

Jyushimatsu stared, but kept smiling. He was, to say the least, very frightened at the moment. "S-Sorry. ." he apologized. Karamatsu arrived. "Stop it." He turned Osomatsu's shoulder and punched him. He sent him through the door thing. "Wh-what?" Todomatsu said nervously. "Wh-what are you you--" Oso looked up. Kara was already there, and grabbed him. "Hey! Let go of me, Shittymatsu! Hey!" he yelled angrily. The others stared, worried. Osomatsu seemed very angry at the simple fact that one of his brothers was departing, it seemed almost as if. Even Ichimatsu had stood up. "I said let go!"

Hold up. . .

The two older brother were out the door. Osomatsu didn't appear to want any part of it. Choro was gonna go after them, but Ichi put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. "But. . ."

"It's fine," insisted the fourth brother. Choro frowned and started to doubt. Todo looked at Jyushi, who was still on the ground. "Are you okay, Jyushimatsu-niisan?" he asked him. Jyushimatsu let out some sounds, his hand over his stomach. The other turned their attention to the yellow hooded brother. He immediately stood up. "I'm fine!" he claimed. "Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle!" He was already jumping around the room. Matsuyo and Matsuzo looked at each other, gently smiling.

This is. . .

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"And then when everything goes quiet, Ichimatsu says, 'stop, just stop,' and Karamatsu. . ." Osomatsu began to laugh a bit. He composed himself soon though. He glanced at his younger brother, still not awake. "Well, it was funny," Oso frowned. He looked at the clock outside. It was around seven PM. He had to get back.

"Sorry I couldn't stay too long this time, Jyushimatsu."

No response as usual.

"That's ok, take your time."

Reluctantly, Osomatsu left one of his brothers behind. When he arrived home, there was a loud commotion. Yelling, mostly. "I can't stand this! How long are we just gonna play house and continue off the bet he's gonna wake up!" he heard Todomatsu say. The youngest Matsuno sounded mad. "Hey, everyone, what's going on?" Oso questioned.

"Even if he does wake up--"

"When," Ichimatsu said, sounding more like a low growl. "Ugh, what I'm saying is that that we can't pretend it's all ok! Like he never. . . Ugh! Jyushimatsu-niisan wouldn't do something like that! So when he comes back, the hell do we say? You tried to kill yourself but we'll go back to our goofy daily schedule?" Todomatsu seemed incredibly stressed about the situation.

"Todomatsu, just think for a moment," Choromatsu said. "Todomatsu," Karamatsu began. "What do you want to do, then? Do you have any ideas for what we're supposed to do?" He put a hand on Todo's shoulder. "N. . . No."

"You think you're the only one losing their mind around here? I admit, you seeing him do that would probably make you worry a hell ton, but that doesn't mean the rest of us aren't freaking out, that doesn't give you an automatic pass to have a tantrum, Todomatsu," Ichimatsu hissed. "He's right you know, Todomatsu."

"Huh?"

"For now, we have to stay calm about this, got it? Jyushimatsu wouldn't want us fighting like this," Osomatsu reasoned. The others silently agreed. Todomatsu sighed. No one mentioned the fact that it seemed like something Ichimatsu, the edgy and gloomy one, was more likely to do than Jyushimatsu, who'd been much more excited and happy.

Of course, no one expected this.