[ When Chuutarou hears "nothing he would put over being with you and Soramaru" the hope that had been pushing away some of the sadness faltered, if only for a second--because after all, didn't he voluntarily leave them back home? a voice almost like Kagami's whispers at him--he doesn't try to think on it though, much more willing to take Sousei's words at face value. Face value makes it much easier to breathe.
Ten-nii will come back.
The next sentences further push him over the edge and what gap had been unconsciously created while they were talking was quickly erased as Chuutarou threw his arms around Sousei's neck and clung to him.
Sou-nii says it'll be okay and Ten-nii will be back. That it'll take time. But Chuutarou has waited before. And thinking Ten-nii gone (dead) will always be more painful than the almost-measly-in-comparison pain of waiting for him to wander back home. And he has Sou-nii and Sora-nii and Botan-sensei and all the swords and his friends-- more than he had before to look forward too, so much more. ]
So-sou-nii prom-om-ises-es?
[ The words aren't the clearest (it'd be a miracle to understand if it wasn't right near Sousei's ear), he's still crying (now on Sousei), and Sousei's shirt will probably wrinkle from the tight grip (not the worst problem of the day unfortunately), but Chuutarou's tone is less accusing and sharp.
How much fun can a nonFun Dad have, if a nonFun Dad could have fun? ]
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Ten-nii will come back.
The next sentences further push him over the edge and what gap had been unconsciously created while they were talking was quickly erased as Chuutarou threw his arms around Sousei's neck and clung to him.
Sou-nii says it'll be okay and Ten-nii will be back. That it'll take time. But Chuutarou has waited before. And thinking Ten-nii gone (dead) will always be more painful than the almost-measly-in-comparison pain of waiting for him to wander back home. And he has Sou-nii and Sora-nii and Botan-sensei and all the swords and his friends-- more than he had before to look forward too, so much more. ]
So-sou-nii prom-om-ises-es?
[ The words aren't the clearest (it'd be a miracle to understand if it wasn't right near Sousei's ear), he's still crying (now on Sousei), and Sousei's shirt will probably wrinkle from the tight grip (not the worst problem of the day unfortunately), but Chuutarou's tone is less accusing and sharp.
How much fun can a nonFun Dad have, if a nonFun Dad could have fun? ]