[He wishes he could dispute that with any shred of credibility to it. He is anxious. He's been anxious, he's always anxious, but it's been ramped up to eleven since Choromatsu left home, at a constant state of making the back of his throat taste like bile since Todomatsu went inside before them and came downstairs with a black eye, informing them shortly after that he, too, was leaving. Karamatsu had been next, and he thought he'd have relished the silence and the space on the futon but it just made his mind louder and his back cold in the night. With Jyushimatsu getting a part-time job and renting a space from Dekapan came a huge, terrifying decision for the fourth-born, and even if he hadn't wanted to and knew he wouldn't make it in the real world, he'd left anyway because "It was for the best, probably,".]
[His stomach twisted, but his expression remained the same.]
Make sure there's room for me and Nyanko, we're staying with you.
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[His stomach twisted, but his expression remained the same.]
Make sure there's room for me and Nyanko, we're staying with you.