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Chapter 43 To the Stray Dogs

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It's hard to leave for his first day at the new job when Chuuya is shirtless and reading one of his textbooks at their kitchen table, but when Chuuya straightens his tie and gives him a kiss on the way out the door, he manages.

His taxi pulls up in front of the office at the same time as a dark, luxury vehicle, and Francis steps out in a suit that looks expensive enough to own its own vacation home in Bora Bora. "Dazai—glad you made it, let me give you the walkthrough." He strides towards the building, gesturing for the younger man to follow.

"I set you up with the space for the next six months—but you have the latitude to find something else, if it turns out to be too small," he explains, pushing the doors open.

It's the entire floor on a downtown high rise, and Dazai can't quite imagine outgrowing it, but he nods.

"You're friends are already setting up in the electrical room—I'll be taking the back office space for when I check in, and here—" Francis gestures to the corner office, on the far side of the level, "—is where I thought you could set up."

It takes Dazai a minute to regain his composure. The walls are made out of glass, facing the bay—and the view is admittedly incredible .

"I thought it might put clients on the back foot when they visit," Francis comments lightly. "Shock and awe, you know?"

"...Yeah," Dazai agrees slowly. "It's effective."

"Glad you think so," Francis smiles brightly, "and, because I like you, I'm lending you my best girl to help you get moving."

Dazai raises an eyebrow. "Your best...?"

Francis turns his head towards the door, "Louisa, we're ready for you in here!"

"C-coming, Mr. Francis!"

A slight, mousy looking woman with ash brown hair, a ruffled white blouse, and a tan pencil skirt steps in, adjusting her glasses nervously. "This is Louisa May Alcott," Francis declares proudly, patting her between the shoulders so hard that she hunches over, "she's one of the best accountants I've ever worked with, and one hell of an administrative assistant, she runs your life now."

She adjusts her blouse shyly, "I wouldn't say that..." she seems startled when Dazai offers her his hand with a charming smile.

"I look forward to working with you."

And Francis wasn't kidding. Louisa is very polite, unassuming even, but she plans every single thing to the last detail, going so far as to getting Dazai's suits tailored for him, and having a car take him to and from work.

Things start off slow, investing in hardware and building up staff. They fill an entire room with massive PCs, and typically Katai can be found there, sleeping under his futon, (lovingly named Michiko), muted under the hum of the machines.

And he manages to hire another business lead, Mark. He's a little on the flashy side, never buttoning his shirt all the way, constantly smooth-talking clients—but he's good at his job, so Dazai is willing to look past that.

Chuuya spends what's left of the summer studying up on English. He was decent at it when he finished high school, but he hasn't really kept up with it since then. He's mostly brushed up when the semester starts, but he isn't quite perfect, so he's paired with another first year in his section who just so happens to be fluent.