Disclaimer: Boukenger is not mine
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"Why would I be angry?" Natsuki smiled at Souta as she poured hot chocolate into two mugs. She handed Souta one and then proceeded to down half of hers. "I'm happy for you and Masumi. Any reason why I wouldn't be?"
Relieved, Souta slumped in his seat, the weight he'd been carrying since the whole thing began finally beginning to lift. "You and Masumi were close even before you joining SGS. He's the first friend you remember having. I figured you at least have the right to know."
Natsuki finished the rest of her hot chocolate in one gulp. "You're right, I do care about him a lot. But to perfectly honest," she leaned over the table and even though they were the only people in the room lowered her voice to a whisper, "he's not the easiest person to live with, ya know?"
"Trust me, I've noticed." He couldn't think of one person at SGS who hadn't been on the receiving end of one of Masumi's infamous tantrums-- although he was guessing he was the only one who found them endearing. Still, finding Masumi and his temper endearing didn't mean he'd planned for them to start sharing a bed (among other pieces of furniture). It'd just happened. Three times. That week. It was about then that he realized Natsuki needed to know, because the way things were going now she'd find out in a more... graphic way.
"So cheer up already, Sou Sou Souta!" Natsuki must have noticed his brooding, because she was skipping over to his side of the table, placing her hands on his shoulders. "At least finish your drink before it gets cold!"
Not wanting to disappoint her, he took a sip, savoring the taste.
"See, telling me wasn't that hard, was it? Now all you have to do is tell Masumi that I know about you two and we'll be set!"
There was a pause as the reality of what she had suggested sunk in.
"Natsuki-chan..."
"Already on it," she replied as she headed to the kitchen cabinet. "We're gonna need more cocoa."