I guess I haven’t updated this thing in a while. Work and home life have been keeping me busy. As of now, there’s just about a week left until Golden Week, huh? Kirishima-san and I finally finished making all of our plans, so it seems we’ll be spending the better part of the week at Tokyo…
Man you fucking suck at math. There are exactly 15 days until our lovely Golden Week vacation starts—which would’ve been 14 if someone hadn’t offered to work that Wednesday—and you can bet your ass I’m counting.
I hope you’re prepared for this, you know. You may think yourself a spry young buck or whatever, but you’ve never wandered around a park with a 10-year-old in a land that deems her a princess. You ought to be prepared to fulfill all duties that come with being the attache to royalty—I highly suspect we’ll be tag-teaming Hiyo duty throughout the day. You’d better have something besides suits and those worn-out dress shoes of yours stuffed in that closet you’re deep inside.
Going on vacation with you and not spending the bulk of it in some state of semi-nudity… I suppose there’s a first time for everything.
If I want to say it’s about a week away, I will damn well say it’s about a week away. I know how to count, Kirishima-san. But sometimes you just need to trick yourself into thinking something’s coming up sooner rather than later.
And because a certain someone insists on giving me hell about it, I’m trying my damnedest to get all my work done by Tuesday so that I can have that Wednesday off. If it saves me from having to entertain you on my store-visiting rounds, I’ll do what I have to.
I think I was pretty well indoctrinated when I participated in Hiyo’s field day. I’ve seen the kind of energy a group of elementary schoolkids can have. Granted, none of them thought they were princesses (except maybe Hiyo, after we won the footrace), but I’m pretty sure if I could come out of that unscathed, I can handle one little princess at Disneyland. Are you sure you’ve got the stamina for it, old man?
I don’t know why you’re concerned about my wardrobe, though. You’ve seen what I wear when I’m not at work. It’s perfectly acceptable for wandering around a theme park.
You know, it’s not a bad thing to spend the bulk of your vacation fully-clothed, though it might be difficult for you. I know how hard it is for you to control yourself around me, but do try to remember this is a place for children.
Fine—continue to live in your delusional world, see if I care. And wow, I’m fucking sorry, let me bake you an apology pastry for daring to rag you for being a workaholic during the one week a year they practically kick us out of the office.
You were exposed to that energy for one day; I’ve had experience in handling it for ten years now. Pay attention, young man, and you just might learn something. I fully intend to pace myself in that park—wouldn’t want to be sapped of stamina that might be put to better use that evening, after all.
And don’t fret too much over it; if you don’t show up in something appropriate the day-of, we’ll stop at the first souvenir shop we can find in the park and get us all three matching outfits. Hell, we may do that just for fun.
By the way—while we’re on the topic, you should stay the night at our place before so we can all head out together. It’ll be a bitch trying to track you down at Maihama, even if you do stand out with your adorable bearish features. One less thing to have to worry about.
What the hell kind of a vacation is one where you don’t get to spend part of it naked? Are you even Japanese? A place for children, sure—I’m just considering going the making children route.
Given your cooking skills, it would mean even more to me if you just stayed out of the kitchen. Even Hiyo doesn’t need as much supervision in there as you do. If you want to give me an apology pastry, just buy one from a bakery. But even then, you should know my workaholic ways won’t change. You said that was fine with you, after all. I don’t need to change on your behalf.
I think the best way for me to learn how to deal with an overexcited 10-year-old princess would be to observe her father’s exemplary parenting skills in action for, say, three days. I find I learn much better by watching rather than doing. So feel free to show me just how best to handle Hiyo at Disneyland. If you tire yourself out along with her, I’m sure I’ll be able to manage just fine on my own for an evening or two. No need to worry about me.
In order to avoid having you buy us matching outfits, I will be sure to pack plenty of appropriate attire. You and Hiyo are free to match to your hearts’ content, though I’m pretty sure that even at her age, she’d think that was lame.
If you promise to stop calling me adorable, I think I’ll be able to head over to your place the night before. Masamune’s coming to pick Sorata up that day anyway, so I’ll be free to leave after he comes to get him. I’m sure Hiyo will be raring to go bright and early the next day.
Oh, about that… I’m not quite sure how to break it to you, but we never talked about making babies before. I don’t think I’m quite ready for that kind of commitment, Kirishima-san. And I’m absolutely certain that I’ve got the wrong parts for the job anyway. So I’m afraid all that time you were planning on being naked would be better spent in the shower instead. By yourself, in case you were thinking otherwise.
Posted on: Apr 18, 2012 at 11:41 PM
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