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Bakamono · (This post was last modified: 08-20-2012, 03:33 AM by Bakamono.)

Gen Otsuka had been reluctant to give in to the demands of his wife, but through logic and a flurry of percussive punches, she convinced him. They would sub-let the family home on New Tokyo ' a rarity in that it was not a floor of a tower complex ' in order to save enough to start funds for their grandchildren.

She would stay at the restaurant whilst he would drift between assigned posts, returning occasionally.
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Planet Honshu, above Misukos restaurant. Gen backs away tentatively from his enraged wife.

Misuko had been adamant 'You old fart! How else are we going to provide for our family!?' he had been about to answer when a pan narrowly whizzed by his head.
'And what are you complaining about anyway you old coot!? Now you can finally do something useful instead of dancing around in your pyjamas!'

Gens emphatic nodding did nothing to dissuade his wife from breaking a plate over his head. 'Hai hai my darling, my delicate orchid, it is just that: our old place means a lot to me, my grandfather grew up there and it is authentic!'

Misukos answer was preceded by another porcelain projectile 'Baka! That's exactly why we have to rent it out! It's prime real estate you fool! We'd be mad not to capitalise!'
Gen managed to escape out of the door just as a knife embedded itself into the hardwood. Outside he breathed a sigh of relief and began strolling to take in the night air. He managed two steps before a plummeting plant-pot shattered upon contact with his skull. 'And no 'discounts'! Got it?!' Misuko did not wait for a reply and slammed the window shut. Gen replanted the flower and marched off to advertise his beloved property.

*****

An aged man is giving a tour of an old house in the Shibuya district of new Tokyo.

Amaya passed through the gates and small garden, knocked on the old patterned wooden door and waited. An old man opened the door and greeted her 'Amaya I presume' he gave a small bow 'Please come in' he invited as he assessed the woman from feet to head.

Gen led the way, occasionally turning back to the woman for acknowledgement '...and of course, as a listed building, any changes to the exterior have to be passed by the prefecture council. Even the colour of the paint has to match the original. None of that fibreglass or plasteel, as you can see Miss Amaya, it is all original, authentic construction. A decent small family home' he raised his eyebrows as if suggesting his guess at the womans use for the House. The silence lasted a moment too long, Gen coughed and continued 'or as a very generously spaced place for a single woman I suppose.'

A light chuckle filled the air. "Ah, it won't be used as a family home, hai. And it won't be a single woman, but two!"

She smiled at him and then turned to take a good look at the interior. "Well, it certainly looks very nice, but I'm surely not looking forward to cleaning all of this."
She sighed. "Because I'll be sure to make a mess out of it soon enough."
Another light-hearted chuckled escaped her mouth and she advanced further into the room, occasionally touching pieces of decoration.
"But don't worry. We won't be -too- bad to your lovely house."

The old mans face expressed interested surprise 'Two...two single women' the older man sat for a moment. 'I am sure you will both enjoy...I mean..both handle the maintenance easily.' he smiled, nodding his head 'Hai, hai I can see you both...taking very good care of this place. Playing games in your pyjamas....'

Misuko appeared, a cigarette hanging from her down-turned mouth. No-one had heard her arrive, nor could say where she appeared from. She slapped Gen in the side if the head 'Baka! You didn't even mention the deposit!' She smiled at Amaya as her husband meekly paced away. 'so, you must have a good job hai? And you want to share this place with another girl?' she cocked her head forward and cast her eye over Amaya speculatively.

Amaya put on a sweet smile. "Hai, I would share this place with another girl. A friend of mine. We know each other from work."
She thinks for a moment. "This all was her idea actually. I guess she feels a bit lonely or something."

The older woman nodded rhythmically "Hai, Hai I see: you both work, that is good..." her cigarette bobbed vertically as she spoke "It's better than living with a useless husband I suppose. So what do you think Miss Amaya? Will you take it? '

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