[Completed!] Osomatsu-san: Our 7th Brother?! (Fanfiction Story Movie)

Chapter 19: Secret Revealed & Breaking Point

The soft murmur of the river filled the air as Haruto and Totoko walked along the riverside, their conversation light and easy. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting golden reflections across the rippling water. For Haruto, this brief reprieve from the chaos of the Matsuno household was a rare moment of peace. Totoko's company, as always, was calming.

Totoko (lighthearted): "It's been nice spending time with you, Haruto. You're... different from your brothers. Calmer. It's refreshing."

Haruto chuckled softly, adjusting his glasses.

Haruto (teasing): "That's not a high bar to clear."

Totoko laughed but stopped abruptly, wincing as she shifted the small basket of fish she carried. Her hand flinched slightly, catching Haruto's attention.

Haruto (concerned): "Totoko-san? What's wrong?"

Totoko (brushing it off): "It's nothing. One of the fish bones must've poked me. Ouch! See? Just a little prick."

She held up her finger to show a tiny wound. Blood welled up slightly where a sharp bone had nicked her skin.

Haruto (gently): "Let me take a look."

Totoko waved him off, trying to laugh through the pain.

Totoko (dismissive): "It's just a splinter. I'll take care of it later—"

Haruto stepped closer, his tone firm but kind.

Haruto (calm): "It could get infected. Let me help."

Totoko hesitated, her cheeks flushing faintly as Haruto knelt in front of her. His focus sharpened as he gently held her hand. She could feel his steady breath and realized how serious he seemed.

Raising his other hand, Haruto summoned a faint blue glow that emanated from his palm. Totoko gasped softly as the light encased her finger, a soothing warmth easing the pain. Within seconds, the wound disappeared, leaving her skin unbroken and clean.

Totoko (amazed): "That... was incredible."

Haruto smiled faintly, adjusting his glasses.

Haruto (softly): "It's nothing. I just didn't want you to be in pain."

For a fleeting moment, Haruto's heart glimmered—not its usual black void but with a trace of grayish warmth. Totoko's genuine admiration stirred something he hadn't felt in a long time: belonging.

Just as Totoko opened her mouth to respond, a loud rustling erupted from the bushes behind them.

Osomatsu (shouting): "There he is!"

Haruto turned, startled, as all six Matsuno brothers charged toward him. Osomatsu grabbed him by the arm, dragging him away from Totoko.

Totoko (alarmed): "What's going on?!"

Osomatsu (snapping): "This little sneak is coming with us!"

The other brothers piled in, their voices a cacophony of teasing and suspicion.

Haruto (protesting): "Wait! This isn't what it looks like!"

Osomatsu (firm): "We'll deal with you at home, Haruto. Let's go!"

The Matsuno household was unusually charged with tension, a stark contrast to its usual boisterous chaos. Haruto stood in the middle of the living room, his chest heaving as his brothers surrounded him, their accusing gazes cutting through the space like daggers.

Osomatsu stepped forward, pointing directly at Haruto, his voice sharp and demanding.

Osomatsu (angry): "Haruto, what the hell was that back at the river? What's going on with you and Totoko? Start talking."