Between the time that Ichimatsu followed Karamatsu to the bathroom and Karamatsu joining his brothers in the living room, the noise level had died down. Nobody even noticed when Karamatsu walked in. Actually, he tried to get everyone's attention when he walked in but was completely ignored...again. Choromatsu was still reading his book, Todomatsu still on his phone. Jyushimatsu was on one side of the room swinging his bat and counting. Osomatsu seemed to be sleeping on the table. So he sighed and shuffled over to the couch, laying down with his back towards the others.

Only a few minutes had passed Ichimatsu slammed the living room door open, making everyone except Karamatsu jump. Osomatsu had instantly opened his eyes, sitting up and looking around. Ichimatsu stood at the door, hanging his head, a few tears falling from his cheeks. "I-Ichimatsu-niisan?" Todomatsu stuttered out, looking at his older brother with a nervous expression. "What happened? A-are you crying?"

Ichimatsu ignored them. Taking a step into the room, he turned towards where Karamatsu was laying. He could feel his emotions that he had worked so hard to keep hidden at all times overwhelming him mumbling, "Why, Karamatsu?"

"Hm?" Karamatsu turned over on a bit to look at Ichimatsu, furrowing his brows as he couldn't see his face. He slowly sat up, a lump forming in his throat. "W-why what, Ichimatsu?"

"Why didn't you tell any of us what was going on!?" Ichimatsu shouted, balling his hands into fists. "Why didn't you come talk to us if you were upset!?" It wasn't like Ichimatsu to be this loud. It wasn't like him to openly cry in front of his family. But after seeing the remains of what Karamatsu had done in the bathroom, all the pent up emotion was let out.

Karamatsu's heart started pounding, feel as though he was going to burst. And suddenly, his mouth went dry. Trying to speak up, he couldn't find the words to say. He wanted to protest that everything was fine, but the words were lost in the many lies he had been telling. "What are you talking about, Ichimatsu?" Choromatsu asked. "What's wrong with Karamatsu-niisan?"

"See for yourself..." Reaching into the pocket of his sweater, Ichimatsu pulled out the bloody tissues and used razor blade, dropping them on the table. Instantly, everyone else's eyes widened, like they were synchronized. Choromatsu covered his mouth, completely in shock. Todomatsu could feel the tears starting to form. Even Jyushimatsu's constantly smile had turned into a frown.

"K-Karamatsu," Osomatsu stuttered. "Did you-"

"N-no, I didn't!" Karamatsu denied, his hands shaking. "I-I wouldn't, why would you accuse me of something like that?!" God, he knew that this lie wasn't going to get passed anyone. His stuttering, the denial, the way his hands were trembling? His body language was practically screaming out what he had done. Ichimatsu started walking towards him, quickly grabbing his older brother by the wrist. Karamatsu winced, trying to pull his arm away. "I-Ichimatsu, let me go, I said I didn't do anything!"

"Yeah, and if you were telling the truth, you wouldn't be fighting back!" Ichimatsu shouted, rolling up Karamatsu's sleeve to reveal the poorly wrapped gauze around his wrist. Karamatsu kept trying to fight, knowing he already lost. It wasn't long before Ichimatsu had removed the gauze, revealing the fresh cuts.

A couple gasps were heard from the others, Karamatsu looking away and closing his eyes tight so he couldn't see their reactions. They don't care, he thought. They don't care, they don't care! They'll just say you're asking for attention! They'll just go back to calling you painful, they'll just ignore you again. They don't...care.

"Karamatsu..." Ichimatsu said softly, kneeling down in front of his brother. "Why didn't you tell us something was wrong?"

"Because none of you would've cared..." he replied, looking over at his brothers, furrowing his brows. "None of you seem to give a shit about me!" Karamatsu's volume started rising, pulling his arm away from Ichimatsu. "All my life, you all have called me painful. Painful painful painful! Every damn day of my life, one of you will say it to me..." He slowly stood up, balling his hands into fists. "Not once have any of thought that it was killing me. Not once did you ask if I was okay with it!" Hot tears started streaming from his eyes, all of his brothers frozen where they sat. "Wanna know why I never told you guys anything? Because even if I did, you wouldn't fucking believe me and I'm tired of it!"

Ichimatsu blinked, looking up. "K-Karamatsu, we didn't-"

"Shut up, just shut up!" Karamatsu raised his hands to his ears, shutting his eyes tight. "Don't act like you care now! You never cared, none of you!" There were a few moments of silence, Karamatsu's hands dropping to his sides. "You guys will...will be better off when I'm dead!" He shouted, pushing past Ichimatsu and running towards the front door.

"Karamatsu!" Ichimatsu yelled, getting up and chasing after him, but he was already out of the house before he could reach him. Ichimatsu looked around, the house but couldn't find Karamatsu anywhere. Soon he was joined by the others, running into town to search for their brother.