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Chapter 47 The Hangover: Part IV

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Really, the last week is a blur, because even if it's still considered a small wedding, the logistics of getting the necessary people over from Japan is a nightmare. The guest list is relatively small, less than forty people, but only seven of them are currently living in the United States. And wrangling Dazai's grandparents through their first international flight is such a stressor, Dazai has to leave the entire thing to Louisa, who knows it isn't in her job description, but she's not great at saying no.

"Sir," she struggles in broken Japanese as she heaves their luggage in the back of an SUV "please don't wander off—"

"Keep an eye on my wife, I'm fine! I'm a real globe trotter, ya know!"

"Just listen to her and get in the car, dear!"

"I want to see the damn Hollywood sign, woman! Leave me be!"

"It's not that part of California," Louisa whimpers.

An hour away, definitely not contemplating the horror he's just inflicted on his poor assistant, Dazai is beaming at Odasaku, stretched across the bed in his and Kouyou's hotel room, "Pretty sweet, right?"

"I really can't imagine what Chuuya said when you told him you were renting out the entire hotel."

"It's really more like a small resort," Dazai waves him off, "And he agreed that it would be more convenient." Odasaku tries to imagine Chuuya agreeing to that easily—and he can't. "Besides, you should relax and enjoy yourself—you actually have a babysitter all weekend."

Odasaku's brow creases, "...I do?"

"Yeah, whenever she gets back with Ojiisan and Obaasan—"

"Please don't tell me you mean your poor assistant?" Odasaku groans. "Haven't you troubled her enough?"

"Hey, I'm better than her last boss," Dazai shrugs, "He made her tell his first wife he wanted a divorce."

"You really shouldn't make that the barometer for being a good boss, Osamu."

"I didn't say I was good, I said I was better!" Dazai whines, "Besides, Chuuya already makes me send her to the spa once a month."

"He shouldn't have to, though."

"You're totally focusing on the wrong thing here!" Dazai gestures to the room around him, "You're on vacation in a foreign country with your beautiful wife in a fancy resort, and there's a babysitter!"

"Is the babysitter getting paid?"

"Obviously! Overtime!"

Odasaku sighs, then smiles reluctantly. "Then yeah, it's pretty nice." He pokes at one of the fancy folded towels on the dresser, "I'm honestly surprised."

"By the resort?"

"No," Oda glances over at his friend, raising an eyebrow, "that you aren't nervous."

"Why would I be?"

"You're getting married tomorrow. It's kind of a nerve wracking experience."