[ Even Yuji can't really explain what was going on, but he knows what Choso said to him, asking if his father had stitches on his forehead... Which Yuji knows isn't true. He's seen photos of his dad, hasn't he? And if it was stitches... No way, it doesn't make sense, so he buries it in the back of his mind, shoves it into a corner so he doesn't have to think about it.
If Choso wants to be called big brother, then that's fine, whatever. Yuji likes him enough. ]
... Yeah. [ His lips twitch a little, and then he glances away, because... Well. ] I ate them. The death paintings.
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If Choso wants to be called big brother, then that's fine, whatever. Yuji likes him enough. ]
... Yeah. [ His lips twitch a little, and then he glances away, because... Well. ] I ate them. The death paintings.
[ His other brothers. ]