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[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. ]