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Ryuu didn't quite know what he did this time so he decided to go see her. Rinka had been ignoring him since the night at the old campus. He simply sbowed up at her doorstep at 8am, maybe to walk her to school, hoping to fix whatever he fucked up. He rang the doorbell

"Oh, good morning Chi...mister chi....si.r...Rinks, I need thou" the guy was shirtless and wearing pajama pants, as if he had stayed the night, he also....looked really familiar

Rinka walked over moments later in a big shirt an either tiny shorts or no pants "oh, hey Ryuu, good morning."

Ryuu really tried to figure it out on his own but every idea he came up with didnt sound right

"Who is this?" He asked Rinka

"Nishouto, he's crashing here a bit till he can afford his own apartment" she answered "I'd live to stand here and explain everything but like....I've gotta go get yuna ready for school and one of you needs to cook breakfast" after stating this she disappeared to the hallway

Ryuu walked over to the counter to make pancakes, yet bishop seemed to be trying something with French toast...wait no...it was just toast....with something on it....never mind he made it for himself "I'll make bacon and you do pancakes?" Nish asked

"I'll make breakfast, you set the table" ryuu answered curtly

"I'd rather cook but okay, what would you prefer to be called?" He walked to the table and set out the plates and glasses

"Chiba. Nothing else."

Breakfast was done by the time Rinka and yuna got to the livingroom, everyone ate in silence, except tuna who was telling nish all about her school plans, as he listened intently. Rinka washed the plates and ignored nish and Ryuu when they offered to help, instead asking nish to braid yuna's hair and Ryuu to grab the book bags.

Rinka nodded to nish, and yuna waved vigorously as the three students departed from the home.  School passed normally, nish text Rinka at noon saying yuna was home safe and sent a picture of her, himself, and one of her freinds playing tea party. Rinka sent a text to Ryuu telling him they were heading to Francois restaurant after classes to explain what he needed to know

<Majikal tymskip tu restront>

"Okay so basically since I'm an assassin the government is fine with me guarding him, and so he will live at my place till he gets a job" rinks had explained what nish had been through

"But...he Is a man. Living with a teenage girl. You dont see a problem here" ryuu tried to explain his view

"And? What if it was you?"

"That's different Rinka, you know me."

"How? You've been weird, distant and just closed off. Ever since my mom left you seem different and I hate it. I know you no better than I know him." She replied, no emotion in her voice

"You've been ignoring me Rinka, not the other way around, you asked for me to come here an i did. I'm not ignoring you"

She held her phone to him, showing their texts, each conversation getting shorter and further apart, always her texting first and last "really?"

He shied away from the phone, the ih nking how he could get out of this one

"Either way, Nish wants to be a chef. And if korosensei taught us anything, it's that no matter what your dreams are, no matter how strange of unlikely....you can achieve it. With help and effort." She preached

"I just dont trust him there alone with you and Yuna." Ryuu sighed

Rinka sat upright "what do you propose as compromise?"

"I could be there too." His voice went before his brain. He didnt need this, he.....okay he would love to but still....living there with Rinka was..

"Fine. If that puts you at ease." She checked her watch, like she was anticipating something, he'd ask maybe later

"Fine. I'll be there and moved in by the end of the week." He smiled, secretly happy he got her to agree to his terms

"Okay, I'd help but I have an important appointment I need to get to."

"Appointment?"

"I'll tell you later, anyway I gotta go right now. Thank you for compromising, loveyoubye" she left as fast as her cheeks ignited

....loveyoubye....love you...he smiled, it was probably just a stress mispronunciation, but....it was so amazing to hear that. He stood and paid for their coffees and dropped a tip before going to share with his family his big decision.....hopefully it would work out

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