He would be just fine staying away from Ikebukuro forever — or so, he enjoys telling himself more or less constantly. The constant guise that he was fine working like this — he loved Saki, so much couldn’t be disputed, but the mere fact that Masaomi felt almost desolate without his friends could not be avoided. Saki knows, he thinks — they don’t really talk about it, though, he doubts they really have to. She simply knows him — the dark depths of her eyes that could peer into the mess of his mentality. Yeah, she knows him — probably more than either of them will admit.
Either way, he’s content — there’s a half-smile offered towards the shorter, a thoughtful hum sounding as he rubs at his jaw.
❛ I think so, yeah ——- what’re you planning on making ? Do you need us to stop by the store first, or .. ?? ❜
Kida didn't have to outright say that he'd want to go back to Ikebukuro at some point in the future. It might not be for awhile, it could be two or three years from now for all she knew, but the draw of the city and the two people who were more important to him than almost anything would lure him back. He wouldn't be content just conversing with them in the chatrooms forever, especially when Anri at least didn't know his online alias. Despite the bad past the city now held with the gangs, it was still where he grew up, and if the ordeal with Izaya, her, and the Yellow Scarves hadn't happened, then he'd still happily be residing in the city.
They were in a good place right now, Saki too was content being away from Ikebukuro for awhile. It was highly unlikely that she would trust Izaya again and regain any of the idolization she used to hold of him, but after spending a couple years under his rule, some time to live life on her own decisions was good.
Things would happen when they would happen.
"I was thinking udon noodles and put some pork and mushrooms in if you want that. I'm pretty sure we have enough for dinner, so let's just go home."
The walk up the stairs to their apartment was easy enough, they got lucky and got a small place on the second floor of the building, so use of the elevator in the lobby was never necessary. A minute after they got inside, Kida was unlocking the front door and they both ushered inside. Sliding her jacket off, Saki rested it on one of the kitchen chairs in the off chance she needed it again to run to the store.
"I'll run back out again if we don't have enough to make dinner. Are you going to go on the chat?" It was about that time of day that people started filtering in to the chatroom, even if it was just a person or two.
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