Karamatsu blinks, gripping the mirror tighter, bringing the glass closer to his face. His reflection.]
Eh? ...I..Ichimatsu?
[Silence. It's...just his own reflection, truly looking back at him and responding just as any old mirror might. His grip gets even tighter in an effort to keep his hands from shaking.]
A-are you still mimicking me? Because it...it's very good, but you can stop...
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...Eh?
[And just like that...his brother is gone.
Karamatsu blinks, gripping the mirror tighter, bringing the glass closer to his face. His reflection.]
Eh? ...I..Ichimatsu?
[Silence. It's...just his own reflection, truly looking back at him and responding just as any old mirror might. His grip gets even tighter in an effort to keep his hands from shaking.]
A-are you still mimicking me? Because it...it's very good, but you can stop...
....Brother?