week three | dates

[marriagebroker]

Here we go again.

You all better kiss.

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[ordimame]

[somehow. . . that's all that it takes. any remaining tension he may have had from his honesty melts away with her smile, features easing into one of his own. he will never be able to believe that what he is doing is right. lying and cheating and stealing gaining someone's trust only to stab them in the back will never feel right in his heart]

[but. . .]

[. . . it is kind of fun]

-- haha! Seriously? [naturally, there is not a single ounce of judgment in his response. if anything, he sounds impressed!] Who would I even tell? Your secret's safe with me.

. . . it's way more important that you're in a position to help whoever you can, anyway. How you got there doesn't matter.

[irreversal]

[ God, Edamura... Shoko is nodding emphatically because— he gets it!! ]

Exactly. Why would I waste my time for years fulfilling all those requirements when I could already perform my duties since I was in high school? This way I could become a doctor at twenty, instead of twenty-nine or something.

[ Shoko... might actually be a genius tbh. In any case, she rises enough to be able to lean over the low table and rest her hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze if he lets her. ]

Anyway, thanks for telling me, Makoto.

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[ordimame]

[ah. . . something fond appears in his gaze when he feels her hand settle on his shoulder. instead of stiffening in instinctive fight or flight, he reaches out to rest his fingers against her knuckles. soft and warm]

Thanks. . . for letting me tell you.

[ordimame]

[and then]

[casually]

I pretended to be a doctor for a confidence scheme once.

[PRIMLY]

And I'm pretty proud of that one.

[irreversal]

[ She draws away after another moment, settling back onto her spot. But teasingly, ]

With that youthful face of yours? How did anyone fall for that? Heh.

[ordimame]

[simply!]

Because I am just that good.