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[ichimyatsu]

[You'd be surprised by how hard it is to set up a phone for a video post while sitting on a rebellious pre-teen who is a ten year old version of one of your five brothers-- but he won't tell you which. That, by the by, happens to be precisely what Ichimatsu Matsuno is doing at this particular moment, the feed kicking on to him frowning irritably at the screen with his hands clearly on either side of the device while he tries to make it stand upright.]

[When he sits back the scene gets a little stranger, because he is, in fact, sitting on a tiny version of what looks like himself if he ever brushed his hair and slept. He actually hisses at the boy beneath him and sits on him to prevent some of his wild flailing, and then glares back at the video feed.]

Can somebody tell me which Matsuno this little shit is? He's one of my brothers but inexplicably tiny and he won't tell me who he is.

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[ichimyatsu]

When there are six of you the love gets spread pretty damn thin.

[maskerading]

—Does it? ... Well, I'm an only child, so I don't always know how that sibling thing goes.

[ichimyatsu]

It's beyond even "that sibling thing", we're sextuplets. There are like four instances of a group of this many kids even surviving, and I'm pretty sure it's because they eat each other.

[maskerading]

... That makes sense. With that many kids just like you around, you have to assert your dominance somehow. [ And yet... ] But I do think it's telling when you and your brothers have decided to spare each other, too.

[ichimyatsu]

[He makes a face, but shrugs.]

Telling of what, that we're lazy as shit?

[maskerading]

[ Well OKAY. ]

You can't even muster the energy to become the one true Matsuno?

[ichimyatsu]

Are you kidding? We're way more powerful as a unit.