New Kid | Soukoku

19

"So, what did you mean when you said you can get my son to behave?" Kouyou asked the brunette, staring at him precisely. Almost as if she was reading every little bit of emotion on his face.

Okay. This lady is crazy. She was just being a nice kind woman and now she's giving me a stone cold death glare while asking me scary questions.

What is going on. I need Chuuya. Where is my Chuuya? I miss Chuuya.

"U-Uhm," Dazai stuttered, which was something he rarely ever did. "Well..."

See, Dazai wasn't too scared of Kouyou herself. He was more scared that he would say something and accidentally fuck it up for Chuuya and him. If he did that, Kouyou would forbid him from being with Chuuya. And that'd he mean he'd lose the love of his life.

"Oh, forget that," Kouyou grumbled. "What's up with all the sounds I heard right before I came to knock on Chuuya's door? Huh? Do you really think I'm dumb?"

Dazai froze. A horrified smile crept up his face.

Oh. She heard us.

"I can explain, ma'am. We were listening to ASMR-"

"Are you really going to take my son's virginity before he's an adult? How horrible," Kouyou shook her head in disgust. "Matter of fact, are you even a virgin yourself? Or are you a fuckboy?"

"No, of course not. I swear I'm not like that," Dazai assured in a slightly desperate tone. "I'll be honest, yeah, I've done some things with him, but I'm a virgin. I promise your son is in good hands."

Kouyou had an unsure expression on her face. "I don't know..."

Dazai glanced at her.

What does that mean?

"You do seem like a nice young man, may I add you are very handsome, but my Chuuya seems to love you a lot, and I've never seen him so in love..." Kouyou sounded kind of worried. "If you guys break up, I just know he'll be left in shambles and I can't bare to see him in that state. Just like how I was when me and my husband divorced."

Dazai understood what she meant. Relationships especially at their age almost never worked out, they'd usually also end in depression, so he couldn't blame her for thinking that but who knows. They could be the rare few that do work out.

"I understand, miss. You can take your time with deciding, it's all up to you. But I promise. I'll never ever leave Chuuya. I just love him way too much to let him go."

That last sentence was all Kouyou needed to hear to know Dazai was just as attached to Chuuya as Chuuya was to Dazai. She let a small smile form on her face, before she nodded.

"Well then, I accept you to the family, Dazai. You're welcome to visit us anytime. And please, call me mom."

Dazai's face lit up.

The interrogation is finally over!

"Thank you so much," Dazai smiled, taking her hands and softly shaking them. He shot a glance at the bright ginger hair peaking out from the door of the bathroom. He started walking back to the table, "...mom."

Ewwww. That sounds so cringe.

Kouyou only smiled, nodding. "There you go! Ah, Chuuya," she looked at the ginger. "We were just talking about you."

"Huh?" Chuuya looked offended as he sat back down next to Dazai. "The fuck were you talking about me for?"

Dazai raised his eyebrows. "That's no way to speak to your mother, Chuu. I thought already I taught you how to respect your elders. Must I repeat myself?"