(There's a lot going on - but at least the hot pot is ready. In one quick motion, Ren uses one hand to close the pot with the lid and the other to turn off the fire. Of course he can hear the conversation next to him, so finally, he takes a soda from the fridge to offer Sumi with a smile.)
There's nothing. Just make yourself at home.
(And of course, he catches the frowning adorning Akechi's face. There's no need for one, Ren didn't need help for anything specific, and besides...) You're providing the space too. You can relax. (He conts the back and forth to the beach and the carrying of furniture part of it too. If Akechi hadn't helped, they'd all be sitting on the floor and the mess afterwards would be greater.
The sweet voice cannot be mistaken - Haru has finally found her way to their apartment. There's a rush of anxiety that runs through Ren's spine. Perhaps he should have told her by now, but he hasn't found a way... Somewhat, somewhere in him expected it to be assumed when he said they live together, but alas, something such as an assumption cannot be considered truth. They've got only one bed, after all. It's Ren who gets the door this time, a small smile on his lips as he steps to the side to let her in.
Their room, unlike many others, is decorated with flowers, most of which hang from the walls and ceiling, making the room a colorful field of plants with a splash of floral perfume when one first comes in.) Hey. You've made it.
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There's nothing. Just make yourself at home.
(And of course, he catches the frowning adorning Akechi's face. There's no need for one, Ren didn't need help for anything specific, and besides...) You're providing the space too. You can relax. (He conts the back and forth to the beach and the carrying of furniture part of it too. If Akechi hadn't helped, they'd all be sitting on the floor and the mess afterwards would be greater.
The sweet voice cannot be mistaken - Haru has finally found her way to their apartment. There's a rush of anxiety that runs through Ren's spine. Perhaps he should have told her by now, but he hasn't found a way... Somewhat, somewhere in him expected it to be assumed when he said they live together, but alas, something such as an assumption cannot be considered truth. They've got only one bed, after all. It's Ren who gets the door this time, a small smile on his lips as he steps to the side to let her in.
Their room, unlike many others, is decorated with flowers, most of which hang from the walls and ceiling, making the room a colorful field of plants with a splash of floral perfume when one first comes in.) Hey. You've made it.