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ninjou.
[There are a lot of reasons why a person would want to humor an up-and-coming mafioso, likely to be one of the youngest executives if not the youngest executive in Port Mafia history.
But Odasaku doesn't really think of what he's doing right now, sitting down and playing video games with Dazai, as 'humoring' him. Even if he's not all that great at fighting games compared to Dazai, and even if it might be considered a little weird, a 20-year-old playing games with a 15-year-old...]
Oh, I lost again.
[...it's fun even when he loses, so he's playing.]
Good game. Want another round?
But Odasaku doesn't really think of what he's doing right now, sitting down and playing video games with Dazai, as 'humoring' him. Even if he's not all that great at fighting games compared to Dazai, and even if it might be considered a little weird, a 20-year-old playing games with a 15-year-old...]
Oh, I lost again.
[...it's fun even when he loses, so he's playing.]
Good game. Want another round?

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I understand. - Thank you.
[It was a little lonely, this past year.]
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[He turns his head toward Odasaku.]
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[Odasaku offers him a small smile.]
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Alright. Do you want to get drinks after this? I found a bar that lets me get away with whatever I want.
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[He smiles a bit.]
Let me go make random excuses.
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I'll slip out first. No one will notice.
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[It hurts to be physically close to him, but time helped. Distance helped.
He waves a little and gestures toward the main area.]
I'll see you outside.
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This is nice. Not quite comfortable yet, but - nice.]
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You look good.
[And he sounds a thousand times more adult than he did the last time they spoke.]
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[Wouldn't do to show up to your own party under-dressed, of course.
Odasaku was a smoker for long enough that he doesn't have a leg to stand on, cigarette-wise, even if he were bothered.]
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[This is awkward. He knew it would be. It's a matter of pushing past it.
He keeps a safe distance between them.]
I've been keeping up with your work. Mori lets me in on things.
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[That's the only thing he'd consider even remotely noteworthy that he's done in the past year.]
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[He knows. He thinks it's absurd. But he also can imagine Odasaku having something to look forward to every day, knows the softness of joy on his face, at least what it used to look like. It probably wasn't ever real with Dazai, but he'll pretend he knows.]
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[But Dazai's right - the children give him something worth working for when his dream seems so far away. They make him happy, and he can only hope he makes them happy as well.]
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[He's jealous. Just a little. But they have to bury all that and be civil. Maybe even be friends again. There's silence as he takes a drag from his cigarette.]
I'm happy for you.
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[He's a genius mafia executive, so of course.]
They're good kids.
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They'd have to be, if they're basically yours.
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[He's still concerned about messing up horribly.]
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It can't be that hard. Hug them or something.
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[...But he does hug them.]
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[He looks up at the sky. Things that are rumor to him...]
Do people actually do that?
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[It's a very silly book, so he can see the appeal.]
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[Shrug. What is childhood?]
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