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[uneasily]

[ Asahi has no doubts that Ukai could follow through with his mild threat, mostly because Asahi is a push over but also because Ukai comes from a line of distributors who've literally made it their business to get their way. Ukai would be hard pressed not to pick up those skills, in this racket. It's a free pass, and Asahi knows it- but everything tastes a little better when you feel like you've gotten away with something.

With customers roaming around the store, that snort is as close to calling bullshit as Ukai will likely allow himself. It's the only reason Asahi doesn't mind the bored looking middle aged man inspecting the nutrition labels of two seemingly identical instant ramen packages. ]

That's... [ Ukai's personal life is none of Asahi's business. Not really. ] Good? I mean- that your mother's still got the energy to set such things up. I know she wasn't taking retirement too kindly. [ Asahi takes a bite of his bread, chewing thoroughly. Convincing himself he's asking because marriage interviews could mean a lot of things- for business. ] Nothing we should know about?

[ Families entering into marriage negotiations to keep business strong or relations between factions inseparable isn't unheard of. As far as Asahi knows, the Ukai's have always operated in-family, but it wouldn't be unheard of for a marriage to be in the works if something were troubling the family. So when Asahi asks, what he really means, is there something we can help with?

Unless, of course, it's just the opposite. A case of Ukai being an eligible bachelor who puts too much of himself into his work. In which case...

Asahi shrugs, and the action doesn't pull at him as much without his holster strapped around his back-- a reminder of where he is. Neutral territory. The question isn't meant to make him feel guilty ( he doesn't think ), but Asahi has never been very good at not taking things personally. ]

We've been busy. Daichi's still negotiating with The Wall, which puts him in a wonderful mood-- and some of the new members are... [ batshit ] eccentric. They're still learning the ropes. Which, uh, by the way, [ Asahi rubs at the back of his neck, secondhand embarrassment creeping up on him. ] Apologies for the uh, thing with Hinata and Kageyama the other day.

[febreze]

She's got too much energy and she spends half of it trying to force her plans on me.

[ it seems more like some kind of mission she's invested herself in, if he's honest. and it makes going near his mother or grandfather a pain in the ass because every conversation seems to turn to his need to be married and produce some kids who will inevitably take over the family business once they're old enough to know the ropes.

ukai glances over at asahi at the question and he can't stop himself from chuckling at it. ] Nah, everything's fine. She's trying to set me up with the daughters of her, as she calls them, normal friends. She thinks I'll give her some grandkids if she can wear me down into listening to her and it's not happening.

[ because he's seen enough of certain people - hinata and kageyama, let's be honest - as of late to be sure he never wants kids. and that's not really counting how unappealing the prospect of marriage is before children are involved. suffice to say, there won't be any proposals or weddings - business-related or otherwise - in ukai's future for a long, long time.

but he appreciates the potential help that could be offered if it were a business issue. he wouldn't ask for help so easily, but it's always a good thing to know he can if it comes down to that.

he takes another bite of bread as asahi talks, his nose wrinkling once more at the mention of the wall. better them than nekoma, though.

it's after he swallows that he raises a hand to pat asahi's shoulder, his voice low and somewhat amused. ] Don't worry about it. It's not the first time shelves have been knocked down. Or that somebody's asked me if I kept the guns behind the counter in front of customers. I scared the shit out of them after that, so I think they'll be fine from now on.

[ and by scaring the shit out of them, he means he reached down behind the counter while promising to shut the two of them up. it's not really his fault that they both thought he was reaching for a gun while he was actually going for the handle of the broom he'd dropped. ]