ITP: your shirt is not safe

[shirtsflyopen]

[there is a beautiful new car sitting in camp with a beautiful man relaxing on its hood with his shirt wide open. He seems fairly happy about something, possibly because some people seem to be losing their buttons/having their shirts fly open as they get close. But it might just be because you're walking by.]

Lovely evening, isn't it?

[intro

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[officialrapier]

. . .

[just. standing there.]

[sighoftheorz]

[standing next to you]

[officialrapier]

...Ah...

[sighoftheorz]

Mitsuru-san. You've met my brother?

[officialrapier]

...Before, yes.

[sighoftheorz]

But this is not the same one you knew?

[officialrapier]

He does not remember me.

[sighoftheorz]

I wonder if it's the same one I knew...

[officialrapier]

...I'm sure it is. He's your brother, after all.

[sighoftheorz]

He's not always the brother I remember.

[officialrapier]

"Not always"...?

[sighoftheorz]

It's complicated. I had another brother, once.

[officialrapier]

Another?

[sighoftheorz]

Yes. But now I don't.

[officialrapier]

...I thought Ohtori-san was your brother. He didn't mention any other siblings, though.

[sighoftheorz]

Yes, well. My brother died. He left. He hid.

[looks at Akio]

He changed.