The Sanemi softober continues and this time it’s another heartbreaking one. Because I’m currently rewatching the Sanemi and Genya episodes and reading the novels.
Not proofread, just wrote and posted because I’m sad.
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First of all, no big brother should have to bury his little brother… not after already burying his other siblings years ago right after killing his mother. Sanemi can still feel the weight of each one of his sibling’s and mother’s dead bodies.
Sanemi still remember the heart wrenching cries of Genya, his hand still clutching onto the cleaver while his eyes locked onto the scene before him. He knew his little brother’s words were nothing more than a child grieving, struggling to understand what truly was going on.
Once Genya had been taken away by neighbours who’d heard the commotion, Sanemi merely stood alone on the streets watching the kimono left behind after his mother. He couldn’t tell if this was all merely a nightmare and he’d soon be woken up by the soothing voice of his beloved Ma.
