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(some would say it's not the wisest thing to move in with someone you barely know, but honestly? shin's too used to the uncertainty of his housing situation to really give it any thought. from sleeping at his job, to crashing at nobu's, crashing at reira's, crashing at ryoko's-- it's always been like this, to a certain extent.

it's not without its risks, though. they technically shouldn't - different factions, they'd be in trouble if they're found, but it just means shin'll have to pretend he definitely doesn't live here... which isn't hard at all to him.

it's temporary, anyway. by the window, shin takes a cigarette from his pack, lightning it and making sure the smoke leaves with the breeze outside.)

As soon as we can manage to get more footing financially, we should split. I can sleep on a futon, you take the bed.

[ Haru frowns in his direction, not necessarily disapproving, but... no, it's at least a little disapproving. And it's almost an obligatory, soft-- ]

Please be careful with your health.

[ Before she turns her attention to his actual statement. It's been... strange, she thinks, to find herself in a situation where she's not only in Hell, but she's sharing space with someone of the opposite gender, who's... her age? Maybe. It's hard to say. It just seems scandalous, even though she has no intention of anything happening. At All. ]

... You're certain, though? That you'll be comfortable enough with the futon for now? I can try to get more bedding...

Aren't we dead anyway? What difference does it make?

(oof. but he feels like his point is justified. haru will probably hardly see him during night time, either. there's alcohol to be drunk, people to see, nights to dance away, songs to fill the bars, and drugs he can score with no repercussions whatsoever. pretty interesting to him, but alas.

his lungs fill with smoke and he puffs it away from the apartment, the former stoicism subsiding to a softer side, a smile at that in ways that his eyes almost close.)

Nothing to worry about! I don't need much.

(which brings him to another point.)

You were wealthy, weren't you? My concern is giving you more comfort than taking it for myself.

[ Haru very nearly flinches, but takes a quiet breath through her nose.

But, sharper, firmer-- ]

Thank you, but I don't need your coddling. I'm perfectly comfortable with anything. In fact, I'd rather not use my former wealth as an excuse for any manner of special treatment.

I'm not giving you special treatment because you were rich. I'm trying to give you somewhat some comfort due to the fact that you were kind enough to let me stay with you for the time being.

(... and because he knows the leap from being relatively wealthy to having absolutely nothing. he just wants it to be a better transition, it's all.)

I was a celebrity. I don't care that you were rich.

And I appreciate it, but as I said... you don't need to give me any type of preferential treatment. Right now, we're merely two people trying to get by in Hell, not a wealthy future business owner or a celebrity.

Would you like the bed, Shin-kun?

Oh, so that's what you are. What business?

(hehehe.)

No, you really can have it.

Okumura Foods... well, it's got a bit of a ways to go before it can change its reputation.

... But if you insist.

... Which is?

Hm? It's my father's company, they created the Big Bang Burger food chain...

I meant more the reputation part. I'm coming from the assumption no one comes from the same Japan as me, and well... 2001 was my last living year, apparently. So, if there was a scandal, I wouldn't know about it, if you're from the same one in the future.

... It came to light that the employees were being treated horribly with brutal work hours and little to no safety standards observed and my father viewed them as little more than mindless robots for a single purpose.

... I'm sure you'll make it right by the employers and their families, even if they choose to not stay under your man...date? Is that the word?

(ok. dissecting this.)

From how you say it, it's like he screamed that from a megaphone, though.

[ There's a pause; her eyes darken a bit. ]

It's a long story. Forgive me, but I'd rather not go into too many details.

... Sorry for pushing.

(not really, but he didn't want to see her upset.)

No, it's all right. [ She shakes her head, slowly. ]

I can hardly fault you for being curious. I'm sorry for not being forthcoming with details.

... You're the only person who knows my full name, you hardly need to be sorry to me, Haru-chan.

[ what is the correlation there, though-- ]

Well--!

[ She presses a hand to her chest. ]

I won't be taking it back, regardless!

(it's called: he will probably never be forthcoming with details, so who's he to demand that from her!!!)

Why? Do you want to tell me and you just can't?

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