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Chapter 35 Commencement

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This marks the end of part IV! I'll start working on editing / converting part V next!
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The next four days move pretty fast. They go down by the beach, they watch movies with Dazai's cousins, run errands for his grandparents—

And there's more sex. A lot more sex.Because now neither of them can seem to get enough of each other, especially with the nerves now out of the way.

On the last day before they leave, Dazai is sitting on the rocks while Chuuya and his cousins look through the tidal pools, hunting for sand dollars.Dazai is happy to watch them from where he is, particularly eager to take in the happy smile on Chuuya's face.

"It's been a long time since I saw you in short sleeves." Dazai perks up, glancing down at the slightly oversized grey Hawaiian shirt he's wearing. The sleeves almost reach his elbows, but it leaves the bandages around his forearms exposed. "It was a gift from Fukuzawa-san," he shrugs, looking up at his father. "And I am on vacation, technically."

Shuji smiles wryly. "You look the part."

His father is wearing a blue yukata, which is a little odd, given there's no special occasion—but he also looks relaxed. "Did you need help with something?"

"No, I just..." Shuji sits down next to him. "Wanted to get the chance to talk to you before you went back."

Dazai nods, leaning back on his palms. "What's up?"

He and his father—their talks are few and far between. Not chatting, they goof around all the time, but t hey're rarely serious."I can see why you're so serious about him now." Shuji's eyes linger on the group by the water. Dazai's eyes flicker back to Chuuya, and his heart squeezes in his chest. "He's special."

Dazai smiles, biting his lip a little. "I told you so."

Shuji nods, taking a deep breath. "You did." He turns to look at Dazai. "And—I've been watching the two of you."

Dazai blinks, "You have?"

Shuji nods, his eyes turning back to the sea. "You've," he clears his throat, "You've grown up a lot , junior."

Dazai turns his head, surprised, "...You think so?"

"You're so..." Shuji sighs, "You're good to him. It," he rubs the back of his neck, "it makes me really damn proud," he admits softly.

Dazai's eyes are immediately flooded, and his chest is tight.

"You've—" Shuji shakes his head, "you've always been so much like me, I—it made me worry, because..." he squeezes his eyes shut. "I know your mom deserved a lot more from me, and I didn't want you to make the same mistakes."

"..." Dazai reaches over to squeeze his father's arm, his chest heavy and light at the same time. "I don't think she would've taken back a single second of it."

Shuji bites his lip."Well—this isn't really about me." He shakes his head, reaching into the folds of his Yukata. "I'm just—happy I got to see you find someone that makes you want to be better ." he shakes his head. "That's...not everyone finds that."