[H] In The Swamp - Chapter 4 (End)

Skipping out on summer classes had spectacularly blown up in my face, and I ended up getting chewed out by Dad for about two hours. His anger wasn’t just directed at me either; my brother got dragged into it too, and the both of us were forced to sit there and listen to Dad’s ranting.

My grades had tanked for the midterms, but I didn’t care. All I could think about was taking my brother’s virginity.

“Kohaku, come watch me at the culture festival.”

A guy from the band at school said that to me. Apparently, they were covering a song by Gray Cat and practicing every day. Since I didn’t have anything else I wanted to do at the culture festival, I went to the gymnasium on the day of the event.

On stage, there were plays, choir performances, all typical high school stuff, but I started getting bored halfway through. Still, I stayed in my seat out of obligation. At the very least, I had to watch a bit so I could give my thoughts afterward.

Then, the light music club’s performance began, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the vocalist.

He was this short, feminine-looking guy from another class, and I knew that behind his back, people called him “princess” and doted on him. But it seemed like God had given him everything because even his voice was beautiful.

It was clear he must’ve put in a lot of practice to reach this point, and as I watched his confident expression, I felt like his brilliance was so overwhelming that I might as well have turned to ash and crumbled away right there.

The brass band performed last, but I wasn’t interested in watching them, so I went home. The first thing I did when I saw my brother waiting was punch him across the face.

“I’m sorry, Kohaku… Did I do something again? I’ll apologize, so please, tell me.”​

Without a word, I stepped on my brother’s stomach. He let out a frog-like croak as if he were being squashed, writhing in pain, but I kept going until I felt satisfied.

“…There’s no reason. Just blowing off steam.”

“Yeah… I see…”

“And you’re okay with that?”

“I’m fine with it… as long as it’s you, Kohaku. You can do whatever you want to me…”

Hearing that, I didn’t hold back anymore. I decided to make my brother do it. Maybe it was a little soon, but I wanted to finish it while I still had this momentum. We went to his room, and I forced him to get hard and make him put it in.

“…So? Did it feel good for you, bro?”

“Yeah… I’m sorry…”

It was a disgusting, hollow loss. My brother kept apologizing over and over again, and even when he came inside me, all I felt was, “Oh, so this is it, huh?” Nothing more.

I wiped off my brother’s semen with a tissue and tossed it into the trash. Then, I lightly slapped his cheek as he lay there, exhausted.

“Come on. Don’t rest. It’s your turn.”

“W-Wait, you still want to?”

“We’re not stopping until I’m satisfied.”

I could never become like that vocalist from the light music club. Now, I could only breathe in damp, filthy, and dim places. As I sat up and glanced at my brother’s desk, I noticed a paper with a photo attached to it, so I picked it up.

“What’s this… a resume?”

“Ah, yeah… I found a part-time job that would hire me even with just a middle school education. I was thinking of applying.”

A surge of anger boiled up inside me. I ripped the resume to shreds.

“K-Kohaku!”

“You don’t need to work, bro!”

“But I’m almost thirty, and you’re in high school now—”

“After Dad dies, you’ll just live off me, got it? Don’t bother earning money! Just take care of the house!”

I heard the faint sound of sniffling. Here we go again.

“Listen to me, bro. I’ve told you before. All you need to do is take care of me and help me with my sexual needs. That’s your only job. I’ve told you that, haven’t I?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

“Don’t cry. I won’t die before you do. I’ll take care of you until the day you die, and when you do, I won’t even bury your bones in a grave. I’ll keep them with me.”

“You’ve thought… that far ahead for me…”

My brother hugged me tightly.

“Kohaku, I love you… Kohaku, you’re…”

“I love you too. You’re a perverted older brother who lusts after his little brother, but I still love you.”

We intertwined our tongues, stroking each other’s cheeks as we both sank deeper and deeper into an endless swamp.

The End​