I don't know for sure... but... I think I want to learn how to cook, or bake. That doesn't need a lot of math, but also, it might be really fun to work and make treats...?
I want to be more creative... a friend of mine, Emi-san, is a writer. And she loves it so much.
If it was you, you probably just startled them. [ he’s smiling to himself, shaking his head disbelievingly, then shoving a bunch of soba in his cakehole before talking with his mouth full: ] My money’s on my cousins’ brats loving you, and not just ‘cause kids like someone they can push around.
Yeah. They’re good kids, just at the age where they get in trouble a lot. I don’t see extended family that often, they mostly live down in the south, but they’re usually less stressful than my own folks.
[ he’s just talking to talk now, no real agenda as he eats. chatterbox reigen is pretty normal. ]
My sister’s still on the fence about kids. She’s older, though, so she’s gotta make up her mind quick.
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[ that’s why it’s safe to say it at all, he thinks. there’s only one thing that can push mob away now, and it’s reigen himself.
he teeters up on his toes and nudges mob’s face into a kiss. ]
Thank you.
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....You're very cute, Taka.
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[ kissing his cheek next. and lowering himself, smoothing down mob’s shirtfront. he smiles helplessly. ]
... you must be hungry. Big man lifting heavy objects all day.
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[Unironically!! He'll finally part and sit down, serving their soba and sides.]
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[ sitting down with him, in a terribly good mood all of a sudden. ]
Oh, yeah. You remember how I said earlier we might be able to expand a little?
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Kinda, yeah. Would you mind? It’s been just us for a long time, and it’s been great, but I was thinking how even a part-timer would be helpful ...
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[ it’s one of those things he seems more certain of when he says it out loud. he nods to himself, portioning out food for them both. ]
I asked Dimple to visit that guy who helped us at the Culture Tower, Serizawa. Kinda wanna see how he’d do.
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[ chowing down now, cheerfully ]
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[Shigeo nearly leaves it there, eating for a bit as the thoughts mull over.]
...It might be nice if I could go back to school, too.
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[ he’s very :> about the idea of mob going back to school. it feels ambitious, particularly for mob, which to reigen is always worth encouraging. ]
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I want to be more creative... a friend of mine, Emi-san, is a writer. And she loves it so much.
[He kinda wants that, too. Or at least, to try!]
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[ the future feels wide open, somehow. ridiculous. ]
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If it was you, you probably just startled them. [ he’s smiling to himself, shaking his head disbelievingly, then shoving a bunch of soba in his cakehole before talking with his mouth full: ] My money’s on my cousins’ brats loving you, and not just ‘cause kids like someone they can push around.
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[...........He won't say that he wants kids too, Arataka is already feeling a Lot today.]
I guess they would see us at the wedding?
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[ he’s just talking to talk now, no real agenda as he eats. chatterbox reigen is pretty normal. ]
My sister’s still on the fence about kids. She’s older, though, so she’s gotta make up her mind quick.
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