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It does after a couple more seconds. "...I see."

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"I trust you're not against it?"

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"Why would I be?" he asks with a perfectly straight face and tone of voice.

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"We're by ourselves, you know."

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"I'm getting us a car home."

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Towa looks over his shoulder and sees that Fujieda is indeed fiddling with his phone. "Why?"

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"Just because I don't have work in the morning doesn't mean we should take more time than necessary to get back home."

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"It's just forty minutes."

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"And a car would take ten." He puts his phone away and stops walking.

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"Suit yourself," Towa says with a shrug, stopping, too.

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The car that arrives is a fancy black one with opaque windows and a barrier between the back seats and the driver so that passengers can have some privacy. They nevertheless don't talk about anything until they get home.

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Towa takes his coat off and throws it on the sofa as soon as he walks in before throwing himself on another sofa and lighting his last cig of the day.

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Ryō hangs his own coat and suit jacket on hangers near the door then starts unbuttoning his shirt. Not completely, just the top couple of chest buttons plus the sleeves.

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He watches this with a half-lidded eye then exhales his cigarette smoke.

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Ryō notices and (fighting a twinge of annoyance at the smoke) asks, "What are you thinking about?"

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"I'm definitely getting a suit kink."

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"Is that so?" He walks over to the sofa and pulls Towa's legs up so he can sit and place them on his lap, then he starts carefully massaging Towa's feet.

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Towa jumps at the touch at first then blinks. "What are you doing?"

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"I thought it was obvious," he replies, without looking up.

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"I've spent the whole day on my feet."

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"That's part of the reason why I'm doing it."

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Towa... doesn't really have anything to say to that.

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That's fine by him.

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...this actually feels a lot nicer than he'd expected. He finds himself beginning to doze off, so he reaches over for the center table to crush his cigarette on the ashtray there then leans back on the sofa and closes his eye to let the drowsiness take him.


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Towa wakes up with a start and sits up, blinking slowly and trying to remember where he is.

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