I like to gently flick your small forehead and look at your cute expression of anger.
I like how you stick to me sweetly and call me brother softly.
But can you, weak and simple, accept this reality?
I don't want you to understand my behavior, even if it's hate.
But I just want you to be safe and keep you alive. This is my duty as an older brother.
Sasuke, if I said I love you, would you believe it?