Title: Peerless
Author: sllebswap
Characters/Pairing: Kobayashi Rindou and Tsukasa Eishi
Type: OneShot/Drabble Collection (InComplete)
Genre: Romance/General/Humor
Word Count: 4911
Rating: T (Contains content not suitable for children)
Disclaimer: Shokugeki no Souma belongs to Tsukuda-san.
Summary: To be peerless is to be unrivalled. Standing at the highest peak, unchallenged and without equal. To be peerless is to endure; the pressure of the world clamoring at your feet, the stark bite of loneliness clawing at your back. …Or is it always?
Loosely interconnected one-shots/drabbles exploring the curious relationship between Tsukasa Eishi and Kobayashi Rindou. Updates may not be in chronological order.
Verse: Canon Divergent AU
Chapter Last Revised on: 16/07/18
(baby) bump ahead
He was nervous.
It had been a long time since he felt this way, but there was no helping his current state of mind. It was all he could do to sit still and not start pacing instead. He had already done that earlier until Rindou had complained he was making her dizzy going back and forth in the living room. And then he had reluctantly sat down beside her, just staring blankly at the laptop, or to be more precise, the Skype home screen, where they were waiting to receive a video call.
"We should have gone to Nairobi to do this properly," he muttered, his brow creasing. "At least, I should have gone. This does not feel proper at all."
Rindou blinked owlishly at her fidgety partner. She hadn't seen him this flustered in quite a while.
"You're worrying too much. And we've already discussed this. There's no way I'm letting you go and meet my parents without me – who knows what you're going to start randomly promising them this time. I can't believe you're such a doormat when it comes to confronting parental units."
He sent her a disgruntled, defensive look. She made him sound like a complete pushover.
"I only promised to help look out for you since your parents aren't around to do so themselves and I'm already doing more or less that, anyway."
"You totally got tricked," she pointed out. "I only left you alone with them for fifteen minutes – how on earth did you fold that fast? They gave that same speech to all my sisters-in-law because my brothers are babies and completely useless outside of their professions, and why did you even agree? We aren't even married."
"Not yet, you mean," he muttered, and she scrunched her nose at him. "And I hate to burst your bubble, but you're not really any better from your brothers."
"Hmmph. I can take care of myself, thank you very much. Maybe not as meticulously as you do, but I'll live."
"…Not good enough. Get ready to be so well taken care of from now on you won't even know what hit you."
"That sounds suspiciously like a threat, Tsukasa-san." She started to lean in, bringing her face closer, presumably in an attempt to browbeat him. It only made him want to kiss her instead.
"Maybe it is, Kobayashi-san. Why are you fighting me so hard on this?" he asked. He gave into the temptation, lowering his head and brushing his lips against hers, fingers coming up to caress her jaw, ghosting down the line of her neck and drawing involuntary shivers of pleasure from her. She wasn't the only one who knew how to be distracting, and besides, touching her calmed him and made him less jumpy. So he touched her more, running his hands through her silky scarlet mane, tracing the arch of her clavicle, the curvature of her shoulder…but she was not so easily quelled. She had to exert visible control not to climb onto his lap to be petted more, though, which both amused and pleased him.
Pulling away just barely, she frowned at him. "I know you're trying to distract me-" she accused disgruntledly, only to be kissed again. She melted. Just because she recognized his modus operandi did not mean she was wholly immune to it. Her mouth was red and glistening from his insistent attention, her hair sexily disheveled by the time she could muster enough common sense to bat him away.
"You're going to be-"
Nip.
"-ridiculous-"
Lick.
"-about this-"
Suckle.
"-aren't you- Will you stop that?"
His lips curved faintly at her flustered appearance. That smile-slash-smirk sitting on his quietly smug face was ungodly attractive. She stared.
"I won't stop," he affirmed. "And do you know why?"
He leaned in slowly, inching closer and closer, until their cheeks brushed against each other. He kissed her ear softly.
"You're born to be loved by me, Kobayashi Rindou."
Her face was red when he pulled back. His eyes gleamed with appreciation when he saw her flustered expression. It was really unfair, how he could pull something like that out of nowhere, just when she least expected it.
"…How can you even say something so cringe worthy and not be completely embarrassed by yourself," she blurted out, flabbergasted, when her floundering brain finally found a reconnection to her gaping mouth once again. The crimson flush on her cheeks refused to go away though, much to her chagrin. So his words had an effect.
Eishi was currently a man on a mission. He had everything to gain and nothing to lose and so he was plowing in full steam ahead. Embarrassment? What was a little embarrassment now in the grand scheme of things? His future progeny as well as the survival of his family line were all depending on him right now and he couldn't let them down!
Eishi, be ambitious!
"If you think this is cringe worthy, just wait until you hear the rest."
The rest? She stared at him like she had never seen him before.
"Do you have fever?!"
"No, I'm just really determined. I'm going to win this war, Rindou," he told her seriously. As if there was any doubt. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"I won't be conquered so easily, Sir Tsukasa," she uttered sarcastically back. He gave her a look that plainly said 'we'll see about that.'
Her hands twitched like she was making effort not to wrap them around his neck and start throttling him.
The video call came through at the right time.
The unmistakable trilling ringtone of a Skype call made them both jump. There was a quick scramble to accept the call, and then the somewhat grainy image of Kobayashi Yuudai and Ayame could be seen taking over the screen. The connection was not very good on Nairobi's side, mainly because they were using a portable satellite transmission system. The older couple waved at their daughter and her boyfriend, smiling widely and looking healthy, if not also visibly dusty and tanned from their adventurous line of work.
"Rindou, Eishi! How are you, kiddos?!" Even from a few thousand miles away, the Kobayashi patriarch's voice came through loud and booming on the speakers.
Despite her vague irritation with her significant other, the redhead perked up visibly at the sight of her parents. She waved back at them.
"Pa, Ma! We're good. Are you guys out on the field tracking the annual elephant migration route or something? Kirin-nii said that it was really hard to find your camp when he swung by a few weeks ago. You two still in the bush?"
"Yuudai-san, Ayame-san, it's good to see you again," Eishi greeted mildly before he sat back and let the soothing chatter of small talk wash over him. It was hard to remain nervous with the Kobayashis around. There was always an endless stream of conversation and they always made sure to include him in some form or way. Even Rindou eventually put aside her initial annoyance, and she leaned into him on the couch as she happily spoke to her parents and they eagerly exchanged news. He raised his arm and rested it over the back of the settee, allowing her to tuck herself into his side comfortably.
The Kobayashi matriarch eventually turned her attention to Eishi, her golden eyes warm and affectionate as she gazed at her daughter's long-term dating partner.
"Eishi, Rindou shared that you finally decided to open your own restaurant." The older female sent a fondly amused look at her youngest. "She was bragging about it to all of us, actually – she's so proud of you."
That was news to Eishi, and he turned his head to look at Rindou nestled beside him, but his girlfriend was suddenly diligently pretending that he did not exist. "…Oh, really?"
Yuudai chuckled. "Of course, son. And may I add, we're all very proud of you."
The genuine delight that the older Kobayashi couple felt on his behalf was extremely heartening. He could not help but bask beneath the familial warmth of their approval and sincerity, and his cheeks tinged faintly.
Rindou peeked at him, smirking at his quietly pleased mien. Her parents had known him since she had dragged him home one day when they were still in middle school. He was already as much an extension of the family even before they actually started dating, and their support meant plenty.
"Thank you, Yuudai-san, Ayame-san," he murmured, almost bashfully. "I'll work hard in order not to disappoint your expectations."
"Of that we do not doubt at all, Eishi," Ayame replied for herself and her grinning husband. "Every time you visit, you spoil us so thoroughly with the gourmet food you make. You'll do great things with the restaurant."
"Ma, you're making me sound like chopped liver here," Rindou piped up in good-natured complaint. "I helped cook as well like a good sous chef, if you remember! You need to recognize my contribution, too!"
"Yes, yes, but you also snacked on the ingredients while you were helping, scamp," Yuudai reminded her with a mirthful glint in his eyes. Rindou shrugged, unrepentant at his scolding.
"I can't help it that Tsukasa's cooking is so yummy~"
"Yuudai-san, Ayame-san, please come and visit when Chateau is open for business. I'll make the arrangements."
Ayame beamed. "We shall gladly take you up on your offer, Eishi. It'd be great to return to Japan again."
It was an opening that Eishi had been waiting for. His hand instinctively reached over to Rindou's and covered hers. She, surprisingly enough, did not push him away.
"There's also something that we'd like to tell you," Eishi uttered firmly, gaining the attention of the two Kobayashi on screen.
Ayame's eyes started to brighten with gleeful suspicion at her daughter's boyfriend's resolved tone and demeanor. The niggling hunch that she had been nursing for a while now started to grow to full blown certainty. She knew that look. She had seen that same expression on her sons four times over the years, whenever she was about to officially welcome the significant other of her children into the bosom of their family. This was the first time they would have a son-in-law, though. She could not help but start to smile excitedly.
"Are you two finally getting married?"
There was a pause. A significant pause that did not seem to be in agreement with her happy assumption. After a while, Ayame's smile slowly faded, and she started to look more concerned. She exchanged a glance with her husband.
"…No, Ma," Rindou slowly refuted, stepping in to reply before the silence became downright awkward. "We're not getting married."
Naturally, her father jumped to the next closest conclusion.
"Then, you're breaking up again?" he demanded to know, brow furrowing with confusion. "Weren't you two already over that spat from the last time!"
"No, no; we're most definitely not breaking up, Yuudai-san," Eishi hastily denied. He was starting to get frazzled and recognized the need to come clean with their announcement as quickly as possible, before the situation unraveled any further.
"We're going to have a baby," he blurted out bluntly, since there was no actual way to soften the blow. "Rindou's fifteen weeks pregnant, and now that the uncertainty of the first trimester has passed, we wanted you to know."
His girlfriend nodded in accompaniment, as her father and mother stared at them in shock. "Yep, Ma, Pa~ We're keeping the baby, so in a few more months, you're gonna be grandparents again…for the thirteenth time!"
Seeing that Rindou's parents were still stunned by the unexpected news, Eishi hurriedly bowed before the webcam, a serious obeisance that had Rindou staring at him in surprise as well.
"I apologize for the abrupt notice, and I'm acutely aware that this situation is hardly ideal. Rest assured that I have full intention to take responsibility for Rindou and our child; I will care for them to the best of my ability. Yuudai-san, Ayame-san. Please entrust your precious daughter to me, and give us your blessings and your permission to marry once Rindou is ready to do so."
Ayame's ears perked up at Eishi's politely impassioned but peculiarly worded request. It did not take the sharp-witted mother long to put two and two together and figure out what was going on.
"…Rindou, am I to understand that Eishi already proposed to you but you turned him down?" The Kobayashi matriarch knew her daughter too well. Judging by her rising pitch at the end of her question, she was none too pleased, either.
"Ma! You heard him! We're not ready yet!" the younger redhead protested, wincing inwardly at that audible tone of dragonic displeasure. Her mother was a small woman but her temper burned hotter than any of them in the entire family.
"Speak for yourself; I'm ready," Eishi quipped, lifting his head to gauge the situation between his future wife and his future in-laws. Said future wife looked dangerously tempted to give him a good kick in the shin for throwing her under the bus but was too preoccupied with her fire breathing female parent to actually do so. Said future father-in-law was prudently sitting back from the scream fest. He also suddenly found the ceiling very interesting while the womenfolk were going at it, and when he caught Eishi looking bewilderedly lost in the crossfire, he took pity on the younger man and subtly gestured for the latter to use his phone to communicate.
Eishi slowly straightened and sat back down on the sofa, just in time to receive the first text from Yuudai.
[Yuudai] My kid said no when you proposed, huh?
[Eishi] …Yes, Yuudai-san.
[Yuudai] And you're fine with that?
[Eishi] I'm not, so we're getting married. She just doesn't know it yet.
[Yuudai] You think you can wrangle my daughter into marriage?
[Eishi] I have no intention to, sir. But we'll be married. She can only resist me for so long.
Yuudai was trying not to laugh as he read his future son-in-law's plainly determined text. It took a special brand of courage to attempt to corner a dragoness; he would know. One either had to be brashly foolhardy…or just hopelessly smitten, and Yuudai knew exactly which of the two he would put his money on when it came to Tsukasa Eishi. That boy had not seemed like a particularly intrepid, bold child when Rindou dragged him home with her for the very first time all those many years back…but here he was now, stubborn, very much ready to throw down and put up a fight to keep what he loved.
Strangely enough, Yuudai found that he was not worried for his daughter at all. No, his youngest was all grown up and about to start her own family. He was happy, proud and also a bit sad. But far from worried. Rindou had chosen Eishi a long time ago, and if that whimsical, spirited child of his did not actually want this, then they would not be here having this discussion in the first place. No, his daughter knew exactly what she wanted.
[Yuudai] I think you should start calling me 'Otou-san' from now on, son.
Eishi stared at the message that Yuudai had just sent. Meanwhile, Rindou was in the background being flustered and trying to placate her mother so he wisely took a page from his new parent's book and decided to leave them to it for now.
[Eishi] …Otou-san. Do we have your blessings?
[Yuudai] You do. I would have preferred for the two of you to be properly wedded first before you start giving us grandbabies, but we've always known that you would end up together. Our Rindou is a boisterous handful, but she is our most beloved daughter. Please love her and care for her to your utmost abilities.
[Eishi] I will.
[Yuudai] Good. That's all I need to know.
[Yuudai] Now, I'm going to try to calm Ayame down. Get ready to field a lot of questions about the baby.
[Eishi] …Noted, Otou-san.
The men's conversation was short and simple, and they both reached a comfortable understanding easily enough. The women, however…
Rindou was scowling at her equally obstinate mother.
"Ma, we'll marry when we marry! Asking us 'why not' again and again's not gonna motivate me to drag Tsukasa to the city hall to file for marriage any sooner!"
"Kobayashi Rindou, don't you dare! There will be no eloping, you hear me? Just because Kirin and Raiju did whatever they wanted when they decided to get hitched does not mean I'm going to let you do the same! You're my baby, my only daughter- there will be a proper wedding!"
Rindou wrinkled her nose at her mama's demand. The petite and dark-haired woman realized that she needed to switch tact. Or rather, she needed to switch target. She turned her attention to Eishi, and her ferocious demeanor instantly switched to a gentler, motherly one. Ayame had always had a soft spot for her daughter's boyfriend – Eishi was a good child, always so gentle and well-mannered. Sometimes she wondered how her wild hoyden of a daughter had managed to snag such a wonderful partner. It was all the more reason for Rindou to hook and land the boy before he changed his mind.
"Eishi, be a darling and promise this old, frail woman that there'd be a proper wedding, please?"
Eishi dutifully opened his mouth to reply…only to close it with a faint wince when Rindou discreetly stomped on his instep. He sent her a faintly disgruntled look, but she was none too impressed.
"Please, Ma. You aren't even that old…or frail! You were wrestling baby elephants the other day- don't even deny it; I saw the photos on Facebook!"
Ayame scowled at her child. Dang. Foiled by social media!
"Dear, maybe we should shelf all that wedding talk and leave 'em for later," Yuudai interjected innocuously then. He petted his huffing and puffing wife on the shoulder placatingly. "Let the kiddos work this out amongst themselves. Don't you want to hear more about our youngest grandkid?"
"…Okaa-san," Eishi lingered uncertainly over the address, but his conviction for everything else that came after was unwaveringly firm. "Please don't worry. I won't leave Rindou's side. Don't be angry with her – I'm at fault too. We'll be responsible, I promise."
Ayame's countenance visibly softened at the familial term. His calm, reassurance also did wonders in quelling the older woman's displeasure. Rindou glanced askance at him. Eishi silently took her hand and held it in his own once again. His thumb softly stroked the back of her knuckles, trying to soothe her with his touch.
Rindou grumpily subsided into his side. She wasn't about to give in without extracting her pound of flesh first, however.
"He said that I was born to be loved by him," she blurted out, still vindictive and peeved over his unhelpfulness earlier, and he started to turn pink with mortification when her parents looked expectantly at him. It was one thing to declare something so boldly intimate to her and her alone, but another thing altogether to have it being brought up before her family.
"Rindou," he muttered, embarrassed, which immediately improved her mood.
She smirked at him. "If you're gonna be embarrassed, then maybe next time don't say this kind of mushy things that can be used against you."
He was definitely chagrinned – even his ears were turning red – and she cackled. But Rindou was gloating a bit too much for Eishi to take sitting down, because next thing she knew, her boyfriend was holding the back of her hand to his mouth and grazing his lips against her fingers, all the while gazing very intently at her.
"…I may be embarrassed, but it doesn't mean my determination to love you is any less."
She stared at him. He stared back, expression as schooled as he could manage it.
She wasn't buying his composure though, mainly because he really was…flushed.
"…"
Funny thing was, she started to turn red too.
She ended up burying her hot face in his shoulder, speechless and very bewildered.
Yuudai started laughing loudly in the background. Oho, the boy possessed a gentle nature but he definitely knew how to use it effectively to railroad his feisty daughter.
"Haha! Wait till your brothers hear about this!"
That elicited an instant reaction from Rindou. She immediately lifted her head, her features comically crimson, hissing like a ruffled hen. "Pa, no!"
"Oh, Eishi," Ayame sighed beside her guffawing husband. "You spoil her too much." But her tone was happy again, and her eyes twinkled with mirth and affection for the young couple. So perhaps the situation wasn't as worrisome as she had initially believed. It was still vaguely disconcerting, but she would listen to Yuudai, and let the couple sort this out on their own. It wasn't as if she could do anything else, anyway. Trying to convince her daughter to agree to what she did not want was akin to attempting to push a reluctant mule uphill.
"When is my grandson due? How were the prenatal checkups?"
Eishi shifted his attention from Rindou to her parents.
"The prenatal visits went well; we're following the doctor's advice closely. The baby is due sometime April to May next year. We haven't found out the gender yet…"
"You won't need to, my dear. It'll be a boy," Ayame muttered exasperatedly, even as Yuudai nodded beside her, grinning widely beside his wife.
"Yep, it's gonna be a boy!"
"It probably is gonna be a boy," Rindou agreed as well. She glanced at Eishi who was starting to look a bit nonplussed by their united remarks. "It's the Kobayashi Curse; haven't I mentioned it before?"
"…No?"
"Seriously? You never noticed that I'm the only girl out of my parents' five children? And that all of my brothers' cute kids are boys? You saw the five million photos they constantly share of their spawn on the family chat, right?" Rindou asked. Eishi paused at that. Now that she mentioned it…
"I think my brothers are still having that friendly rivalry between them to see who's gonna have the first daughter." That would really explain all the prolific procreating, and why she already had ten nephews with a couple more on the way. Her parents certainly weren't complaining, for sure.
"…You do realize that baby gender is not dependent on the genetic contribution of the female parent, but that of the male parent, right?" Eishi asked. "So I don't think this curious affliction of your family applies in our case and we have a fair 50/50 chance when it comes to getting either sex."
Rindou exchanged a look with her amused parents, and then back at her visibly doubtful boyfriend.
"Ooh, you non-believer." She shook her head at him with mock disdain. "Stuff like logic and science matters not when it comes to the power of the Kobayashi Curse!"
"Nope, it does not at all," Yuudai cheerfully agreed.
"Don't make light of this, Eishi. I too was skeptical at first, but before I knew I was swimming in testosterones looking after a houseful of boisterous boys. Thank goodness for Rindou; we all assumed that she would be a boy as well, but much to our surprise, she's our little miracle girl."
Rindou started to grin.
"Aren't you the lucky one? Kobayashi females are a super rare breed, ya know? And you managed to hit jackpot and knock one up."
"Rindou, must you say it like that?" Ayame sighed.
The younger redhead shrugged.
"It's the truth, Ma. We wouldn't be here having this talk otherwise."
The four of them continued to chat and make plans for a while longer before finally saying their goodbyes. Rindou had also been given quite a bit of instructions and tips from her mother with regards to the pregnancy, and her father shared funny anecdotes of how he survived five separate gestations waiting on his expecting wife hand and foot with Eishi. Ayame also hinted not-so-subtly that there would be a follow up to the conversation that they had been having earlier.
"That went over pretty well, all things considered," Rindou commented, glancing at her partner after the video call finally disconnected. "See; I told you that there's nothing to worry about – my parents adore you. I think the whole reason why my mom's so upset about the marriage thing is probably because she can't wait to add you into the family register faster."
"That can be easily rectified," he told her meaningfully, and she huffed.
"You're just going to keep going at it until I give in, aren't you?"
"Did you have any doubt?" he retorted. "So say yes soon, you troublesome woman."
"…So pushy."
"I can be pushier."
She wrinkled her nose at him and stood from the couch. She stretched, and padded off into the kitchen to raid the fridge. He switched off the laptop, cleared out the coffee table, and that was when she reemerged to the living room with her prize; a bowl of homemade dark chocolate ice cream, drizzled with sea salt caramel sauce. She plopped back down beside him, savoring her icy treat.
"Say, is the gender of the baby really that important to you?" she asked after a few mouthfuls of chocolaty bliss.
He turned to her, briefly considering her question.
"…Not really, no. But it'd be good to know in advance so that we can start preparing the nursery and get the baby stuff."
"We can just get gender neutral baby thingies." She shrugged…and then she started to grin, as an idea hit her. He looked at her warily. Nothing good ever happened whenever she was sporting that unholy smirk on her face.
"Shall we have a bet~?"
"You want to…bet…on our child's gender?" he asked, just in case he had assumed wrongly.
"Why not? We're gonna find out in a few weeks, anyway. Unless you'd rather we remain in suspense, then I s'pose we can just wait until the baby's born-"
"Let's not do that," Eishi refuted before she could finish. Rindou chuckled.
"That would have driven you nuts, huh, kept in the dark for the next few months? Control freak," she teased. "So 'bout the wager…if it's a girl, I'll marry you!"
"…What? No!" He was incredulous at her flippancy. "I can't believe that I have to say this; when we marry, it's going to be because you want to spend the rest of your life with me, not because you lost a bet." Also, what was she trying to say? If they have a boy, were they never going to get married?
Yep, he was all ruffled, alright. She was not surprised. "You're so straitlaced about some things," she commented over the rim of her bowl, eyes dancing with mirth at his irritation. "So, no bet?"
"Bet something else," he muttered with firm exasperation. He really could not believe the outrageous things that came out of this woman's mouth sometimes. "We can trade parental responsibilities for when the baby comes. The less…desirable ones. Like diaper changes, late night/early morning feeds, etcetera."
"You're so boring; at least trade sexual favors," she complained. "Like if I lose, I'll make your secret fantasy come to life and do housework…naked! If you lose, you do the same thing!"
"For the record, doing housework naked sounds like a terribly unsanitary idea," he started, even as the mental image of her bouncing around the apartment in her birthday suit…bounced around his mind. The notion was way more attractive than it had any right to be, damn it.
"Oh fine, what if I also put on one of those frilly French maid aprons that barely covers all the important bits and do the chores? Maybe I'll get one of those vintage ostrich feather dusters while I'm at it too..." she pondered the idea enthusiastically.
He sent her a long, dubious stare.
"…Are you actually intending to do literal housework, or are you just going to pose around and do that thing where you take every opportunity to bend over a lot in front of me?" Because that had happened before, and not that he hadn't thoroughly enjoyed the view, but absolutely nothing productive got done – nothing on the non-procreative end, that was.
She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Ooh, why are you always so nitpicky and detail oriented! Fine, 'coz there's no way I'm losing this bet! It's a deal! The one bending over a lot this time is gonna be you for sure, servant boy!"
"I'm already bending over backwards a lot because of you," he muttered exasperatedly under his breath as they shook on it.
She cackled gleefully.
"Well, this time get ready to do it in a frilly little apron square and nothing else. I bet the big lacy bow's really gonna accentuate that pale and pasty behind of yours~"
"My behind is not that pale or pasty. You seem to like it well enough either way," he uttered with faint defensiveness.
She smirked. "I never said that I didn't like it. I'd lick whipped cream off of your toned butt and sink my teeth into those firm gluts if you let me… Oh wait, I'm pretty sure that I've already done those before~"
"…" He was starting to look flustered at the memory she conjured. "Rindou!"
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Questions That I Would Like To Answer Before You Ask:
This chapter is a companion piece (of sorts) to Chapter 11's Catch me if you can.
In terms of timeline, the events in this chapter precedes 'Catch me if you can,' i.e. our love birds faced off against the Kobayashi Papa!Bear and Mama!Bear duo first before they took on the Tsukasa Papa!Eagle and Mama!Eagle pair a few weeks later!
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Valiant Eishi, jumping through all the hoops and working so hard to prove that his love for Rindou is true (and to get her to marry him), haha. All this time, our girl has allowed herself to come second to his cooking, so in this she absolutely won't budge until he proves that she is number one in his heart. And that's how this cookie crumbles!
'Eishi, be ambitious!' is a play of the famous phrase, 'Boys, be ambitious!' made popular by a quote from American professor Dr. William Smith Clark:
"Boys, be ambitious! Be ambitious not for money or for selfish aggrandizement, not for that evanescent thing which men call fame. Be ambitious for the attainment of all that a man ought to be."
I thought it quite fitting to use in this scenario!
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For those who are wondering why Papa!Kobayashi is so chill (and not threatening to wrap Eishi's gonads around his neck or something equivalent for knocking up his daughter), it's because Papa!Kobayashi is not a man who believes in blustering threats. He is a man of action and consequence. In this case, since Eishi is manfully taking responsibility, there is no need for him to do the superfluous and unnecessary.
…That said, because of the dangerous nature of their work, Papa!Kobayashi, Mama!Kobayashi and all of their sons are licensed to carry firearms…and Eishi knows that too, haha.
There's really no need for threats at all!
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The Kobayashi Curse is real (and has struck again)!
Poor Eishi. Let's say that Queen-for-a-day!Rindou had fun being waited on hand and foot by her smexy!French-servant-boy, lol.
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Main leads' ages in this chapter: 24 y.o.
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-sllebswap
