[ Sojiro always thought he'd have to brave the awkward conversation with Futaba, one day -- maybe even in the context of the kid, given how close they'd gotten -- but he was completely out of his league when it came to trying to parent all three of the kids when all of them seemed to be some flavor of bisexual to gay. Ignoring what he'd gotten up to in university, he didn't have the foggiest idea of what conversation to even have.
So he just gives looks and allows them all to come to their own conclusions, which is a secret parent skill he can never let them know about.
Akira, for his part, just chops up some vegetables and dutifully fusses over the eternally-boiling curry roux on the stove. It isn't hard to find things to do until they need to leave, and Sojiro even helpfully pipes up with a few tasks that haven't been done since the Heian period, like dusting the air vents and the top of the light fixtures and scrubbing the coffee stains off the cups.
But eventually, they run out of busywork to do, which is fine, because it's about time to leave. Akira says as much, tugging his sleeves down from where he'd rolled them up. ]
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So he just gives looks and allows them all to come to their own conclusions, which is a secret parent skill he can never let them know about.
Akira, for his part, just chops up some vegetables and dutifully fusses over the eternally-boiling curry roux on the stove. It isn't hard to find things to do until they need to leave, and Sojiro even helpfully pipes up with a few tasks that haven't been done since the Heian period, like dusting the air vents and the top of the light fixtures and scrubbing the coffee stains off the cups.
But eventually, they run out of busywork to do, which is fine, because it's about time to leave. Akira says as much, tugging his sleeves down from where he'd rolled them up. ]
We should head out soon.