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It is a fact that farewells are inevitable. As summer vacation had gradually come closer to the end, a certain trio of Totsuki students had to depart from their stay overseas in the home country of the Aldini twins. It was an enjoyable holiday really -- especially for our raven haired stalker; she thought how nice it would be to extend her visit, thoroughly having a merry time in the hospitality of the Aldini's. However, all three of them were actually looking forward to the Atumn Elections with great anticipation.
They are rather passionate with their cooking after all.
"Make sure to call once you reach Japan!" A middle-aged couple, the Aldini siblings' parents to exact, waved their hands as a sign of farewell towards the small group of teenagers. The trio returns the gesture, a smile etched across their features as they mimicked the pair of adults' hand movements. "Be safe now, you three!"
"We will, don't worry." Takumi claims out loud, dragging his luggage bag behind him as the words slipped past his thin lips.
"Thanks for the stay, Otou-san, Okaa-san!" Basically bouncing as she waved her hands whilst radiating a bubbly aura, Risuko shouts the words out loudly.
On the other hand, her blonde companion finds pink roses riddling his smooth cheeks from the extreme familiarity she showed towards his parents, mentally screaming in his mind at the possible implication of the referal she had used.
"I'll bring Japanese sweets as a treat if I ever choose to visit again." She beams.
"Sure! We'll be looking forward to it." The female parental figure nods with a warm smile gracing her Italian features. "I do hope you visit again, Risuko."
The ebony-haired female grins widely in response, gripping the handles of her bag tightly as she spun her heels to follow Isami who had went on ahead.
"Hey, Takumi." Before the owner of the said name retreats to follow his company, the head chef of Trattoria Aldini calls out for the attention of the cyan-eyed blonde. Lips curving upwards, the middle-aged male cups both hand beside his mouth before exclaiming. "You and Risuko better be a couple already when you return. Make some moves, my boy! Step up your game!"
Crimson seeps through the young chef's cheeks at the words, using an arm in a feeble attempt to hide the bright red blush adorning his cheeks. "Shut up, Tou-san!"
The married couple manages to let a short string of chuckles escape their lips at the sight of their eldest son's flustered countenance, watching the boy whirl his body around with a huff, stomping his way as his fleeting back profile slowly grew smaller with each step he took.
Now with their eldest son completely out of their field of vision, the married couple slowly drops their previously waving hands to their side. A minute of short silence consumes them both, the noise of the bustling airport clear from the auditory. It was then that the Aldini wife spoke up.
