[Except the biting comment never comes. He just stands there, studying Karamatsu as he spouts off another stupid line, painfully charged with accented English and Ichimatsu struggles with how to react. He doesn't hate Karamatsu, he never has. He's annoying, sure, he's embarrassing, but they were brothers.]

[He shoves his hands further into the pockets of his sweater and tromps up to him, pointedly shoving his weight into Karamatsu's back almost hard enough to knock him over. He stays there, leaning, fully expecting Karamatsu to shift to support them both. If he doesn't, well, they'll be a pile on the ground.]

I'm gonna say something to you, Shittymatsu, and if you repeat it I will eviscerate you in the slowest and most painful way possible, do you understand?