[There's a sense of relief that Denji isn't working with Public Safety any longer, but Aki can still see the tension in him. He assumes it's due to himself, knows he's asking too many questions, but he doesn't care. He spent a year mourning him and wishing he was dead due to what he'd done. Now Denji is sitting in front of him telling him to stop being so nosy? Like hell. He gets out of the car and briefly talks to the officer, accepting a slip of paper with a phone number on it before he drives away. Aki looks around the neighborhood, judging it, considering it, whether it's a good fit, but then looks to Denji when he speaks up.]
[The image Aki gets from his description of his roommate is a crotchety old lady who's specific and overbearing. Maybe it's a guardian of sorts. Someone cooking his meals, or doing his laundry. Aki looks dissatisfied with the description he gives, and the rules, until he gets to the last one.]
[What the hell kind of rule is that? ...Surely that sort of thing will be nullified when he introduces himself. Surely it's just a protective measure against anyone taking advantage of someone like Denji. Someone who's already been taken advantage of all his life. Aki isn't like that, so surely he won't count. He still looks peeved by the rules he gives him, mentally noting they're leagues stricter than the ones he had in his home that Denji flagrantly disregarded, but... But for right now, maybe he'll believe that Denji has matured. Is a rule abider. Despite finding him in Kabukicho.]
Alright. [It sounds like he's saying That's silly. Judgmental, but accepting.] Who are you living with? A teacher? [Probably not, if he's always late to school.] Whoever it is, I'll talk to them and explain who I am.
[...Why would he even try to enter any of the other apartments? If this is Denji's home life, is he actually on the track to having a normal life like he wants? Like Aki wants for him? He pushes the paper into his pocket and follows Denji's lead, still looking judgmental but at least staying a few steps behind him rather than holding him by the arm like he actually wants to. Like he might vanish if he doesn't.]
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[There's a sense of relief that Denji isn't working with Public Safety any longer, but Aki can still see the tension in him. He assumes it's due to himself, knows he's asking too many questions, but he doesn't care. He spent a year mourning him and wishing he was dead due to what he'd done. Now Denji is sitting in front of him telling him to stop being so nosy? Like hell. He gets out of the car and briefly talks to the officer, accepting a slip of paper with a phone number on it before he drives away. Aki looks around the neighborhood, judging it, considering it, whether it's a good fit, but then looks to Denji when he speaks up.]
[The image Aki gets from his description of his roommate is a crotchety old lady who's specific and overbearing. Maybe it's a guardian of sorts. Someone cooking his meals, or doing his laundry. Aki looks dissatisfied with the description he gives, and the rules, until he gets to the last one.]
[What the hell kind of rule is that? ...Surely that sort of thing will be nullified when he introduces himself. Surely it's just a protective measure against anyone taking advantage of someone like Denji. Someone who's already been taken advantage of all his life. Aki isn't like that, so surely he won't count. He still looks peeved by the rules he gives him, mentally noting they're leagues stricter than the ones he had in his home that Denji flagrantly disregarded, but... But for right now, maybe he'll believe that Denji has matured. Is a rule abider. Despite finding him in Kabukicho.]
Alright. [It sounds like he's saying That's silly. Judgmental, but accepting.] Who are you living with? A teacher? [Probably not, if he's always late to school.] Whoever it is, I'll talk to them and explain who I am.
[...Why would he even try to enter any of the other apartments? If this is Denji's home life, is he actually on the track to having a normal life like he wants? Like Aki wants for him? He pushes the paper into his pocket and follows Denji's lead, still looking judgmental but at least staying a few steps behind him rather than holding him by the arm like he actually wants to. Like he might vanish if he doesn't.]