[Takatora reached out with his other hand, clasping Mitsuzane's in both of his and squeezing tightly. It pulled a bit on his shoulder, but the pain was minor compared to the message he wanted to convey. He managed a weak, warm smile, with a look on his face for a moment that he might actually start to cry.]
I'm sorry, Mitsuzane... I don't deserve a little brother as kind as you.
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[Takatora reached out with his other hand, clasping Mitsuzane's in both of his and squeezing tightly. It pulled a bit on his shoulder, but the pain was minor compared to the message he wanted to convey. He managed a weak, warm smile, with a look on his face for a moment that he might actually start to cry.]
I'm sorry, Mitsuzane... I don't deserve a little brother as kind as you.