#juyshimatsu

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“So,” Todomatsu said after a while. “What are you guys up to this summer?” “I’m going to pick up girls,” Osomatsu replied and rubbed under his nose. “Maybe even Totoko-chan!”

“She still lives around here then? I follow her on Instagram but I wasn’t sure. Aw, she’s so cute, isn’t she?”

“I know, right?” Osomatsu joined Todomatsu as they sighed. “Hey, if we work at it she’s bound to fall for one of us.”

Karamatsu chuckled. “I too would love to be out there charming Karamatsu girls, but I fear I will be too busy.”

“What are you up to, Karamatsu-niisan?” Todomatsu asked.

“Our drama club will be putting on a Summer Spectacular! And I shall be the lead!”

“You still need to audition, dear,” Matsuyo reminded him. “Do you need any more help sewing your costume?”

“No thank you, Mommy, I’m nearly there.”

Matsuyo turned to Choromatsu, who was avidly turning pages between bites. “Maybe you could join, Choromatsu? It would be good for you to get out the house. And I’ve told you, don’t read at the dinner table.”

“Aw, but I was just getting to the good bit,” Choromatsu whined. “Anyway, I don’t want to hang out with him and his weird friends.”

“They’re not weird, they are artists,” Karamatsu said, pouting.

Jyushimatsu waved his arms. “Do they play baseball? I want to play lots of baseball this summer! Is there a team to join?”

“Do you play a lot, Jyushimatsu?” Matsuyo asked with interest.

“All the time!”

“He did well last season,” Ichimatsu said quietly.

Todomatsu smiled, a trifle too sweet to be believable. “Ichimatsu-niisan cried when he brought his trophy home.”

“No I didn’t!”

“It was only for participating as well.”

“What about you, Ichimatsu?” Matsuyo asked before the shoving between the two could escalate. “Do you have any plans for the summer? I know it must be hard, not knowing anyone around here but I’m sure there’s a club or something you could join.”

Ichimatsu shrugged. “Not sure. I usually just get a part-time job until school starts again, and look after these two when Dad works late. Maybe draw a bit, I dunno.”

Jyushimatsu beamed even wider than before. “Ichimatsu-niisan makes these really cool - oof!” His words were cut off as Ichimatsu elbowed him in the stomach. 

“You’ve already had a job?” Choromatsu asked.

“Ah, yeah,” Ichimatsu replied, adjusting his hood. “Just for holidays.”

“He might not look it but he’s pretty responsible,” Todomatsu added.

“The hell you mean, ‘might not look it?’”

Osomatsu laughed. “Must have been hard without a big bro around to look after you all.”

“Eh?” Jyushimatsu and Todomatsu both looked from Osomatsu to Ichimatsu. “What do you mean? Ichimatsu-niisan is our big brother.”

“Yeah but, you know, your proper big brother. Me.”

Jyushimatsu scratched his head. “I thought I was your older brother.”

“What?” Osomatsu shook his head. “No. I’m older than all of you. That’s why I’m the leader. It’s always been like that.”

Bang. Everyone jumped as Ichimatsu slammed his fist onto the table. “I’ve finished,” he said and stood up. “I’ll go start washing up.”

Osomatsu held out his dirty plate. “Hey, want to take your big brother’s too?”

With a glare, Ichimatsu turned away. “You’re not my ‘big brother.’ None of you are.”

“It’s a difficult time for him,” Matsuyo said gently, as the eldest three watched him walk away.