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Chapter 37 Little green monster

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Kouyou is beaming with pride in her graduation cap and gown, practically dangling off the ground as Oda holds her close, kissing her as the camera flashes.

Chuuya is the next one there for the kiss and cry, squeezing her tight, "You made it!"

"After a million years , yeah—!"She hugs her brother back, squeezing him tight. It's a small crowd for a college graduation, just the four of them—her father FaceTimed during the ceremony, but the flight from Metz would be far too long.

But Kouyou doesn't seem to mind even a little bit. They end up in an upscale bar in the Harajuku district, with Kouyou showing off a form fitting blue dress with geometric cutouts—a piece from her senior collection. "I heard about the job with Isse Miyake," Dazai comments, taking a sip of whiskey.

Kouyou smiles, leaning back against her chair, "Sakunosuke is happy—if I'd taken the job in Osaka, it would've been a year of long distance for us." Dazai winces sympathetically. "And what about you?" She tilts her head to the side, "You'll be graduating in a year."

Dazai glances over to the bar, where Chuuya and Oda are ordering more drinks.And he really doesn't attempt to hide the open appreciation in his eyes when they slide over Chuuya's legs—but now isn't the time to get distracted. "I've had a couple of offers," he shrugs, and Kouyou rolls her eyes.

"I find it hard to believe it's only two." Dazai is at the top of his class, in the top marketing and finance program in the country, so she isn't wrong .

There have been a few .

"Sure, but..." Dazai shrugs, "I don't love the idea of being a little worker bee in a cubicle."

"Then why did you major in business?" Dazai shrugs.

"Mori wanted me to do med school and Dad was pushing for fine arts—call it a little rebellion." He finishes off his drink, "If I don't like it, I can always be a house husband."

Kouyou snorts, elbowing him affectionately. "Overconfident, huh?"

They weren't always close—but in the time since the trial, Kouyou has spent both Christmases and summer vacations visiting with Chuuya at Mori's house, and they've both come to the silent understanding that she's going to be his sister-in-law, so they make an effort.

Back at the bar—the conversation between Chuuya and Oda is one of a similar vein, but not quite .

"I really should've let you order," Oda frowns, watching as Chuuya is already sipping on a glass of wine, "you always get your drinks so much faster than me."

Chuuya smiles a little at the bartender, tilting his head to the side, "I might work the system a little bit," he takes another sip, "and I don't usually pay for my drinks, so..."

Oda shakes his head, "I bet Dazai loves that."

Chuuya snorts into his drink. "Oh—obviously."

He set his glass down, looking over at Oda curiously. "What's on your mind?"

Oda glances over, a little surprised. "What do you mean?"