[The blurb may be revised before the story begins]
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My senior brother has gone mad.
That day, I watched with my own eyes as he cut off our master's head. A splash of blood, and then, rolling and rolling, that stunned face came to a stop in front of me, staring straight at me.
My hands and feet went cold. My whole body stiffened.
He smiled as he walked toward me, sword in hand.
When I confessed to my senior brother, I said, "Senior Brother, you're the best person in the world."
Later, when I realized how foolish and gullible I'd been, I said, "Senior Brother, please, just die already. You'd be better off dead."
Stop tormenting me.
Reader's Guide
1. A warm on the outside, cold on the inside, persistent, mad senior brother gong x a puppy-like junior brother shou who clearly loves and hates. One-to-one in body and soul, each other's first love, no breakups or switching roles, locked in for life, HE.
2. My dream is to write a story of love and hate, with ties that refuse to break even when they should. (Bows with hands together.)
Theme: Love takes many different forms
