Slaaap!

The bed bounced in its frame with a sound so terrible that it was hard to believe it came from just a slap. The heavy blow, which was loaded with all of Eugene’s emotions, woke Eward up from the haze of alcohol and drugs that had been clouding his mind.

“Aaargh!” Eward let out a scream.

Although he had woken up, he still hadn’t grasped the situation. After first clutching at his sore cheek, Eward lifted his head, only for Eugene to push Eward’s hands aside.

“Have you come to your senses yet?” Eugene asked as he slapped Eward once more.

Though, rather than a slap, it would be more accurate to call it a full-on assault. The force of the blow even collapsed the legs of the bed, sending Eward sprawling backward with his legs up in the air.

“Aaargh!” Eward screamed once again.

“Geez, big brother,” Eugene sighed.

He raised his hands to deliver another blow, but Eward managed to react in time by covering his head with his arms. 

Eward had only been slapped twice, but thick streams of tears were already dripping down his face. Considering that the insides of his cheeks had been torn, filling his mouth with blood, and his teeth...