Yes. Ryouma would know anyway. --- "Kouta? Are you all right?" Akira asked, as her adoptive little brother looked ready to start banging his head against their table.
"Takatora wants to talk about me going back to college." Kouta shook his head slightly. "I just wanted him to start talking - really talking - to Mitsuzane."
Akira sat down. "It's not a bad idea, but you're doing so much right now."
"Yeah." He looked at her blearily. "Do I have to stop talking to Takatora to get him to see sense?"
"I think you should try to keep in contact. He is family, after all." The fact that Kouta had come from a rich family wasn't so much a surprise to her. She couldn't imagine how his life had been like before she'd found him camping and ended up talking to him. Kouta hadn't wanted to talk much about his family, but he was nice and a hard worker.
Now that he was talking to both his brothers, she didn't want him to stop. After all, they were related by blood, and she wasn't. Even if she'd always regard him as an adoptive little brother, she didn't want him to lose what he had just because he could be just as stubborn as he was hard-working.
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"Kouta? Are you all right?" Akira asked, as her adoptive little brother looked ready to start banging his head against their table.
"Takatora wants to talk about me going back to college." Kouta shook his head slightly. "I just wanted him to start talking - really talking - to Mitsuzane."
Akira sat down. "It's not a bad idea, but you're doing so much right now."
"Yeah." He looked at her blearily. "Do I have to stop talking to Takatora to get him to see sense?"
"I think you should try to keep in contact. He is family, after all." The fact that Kouta had come from a rich family wasn't so much a surprise to her. She couldn't imagine how his life had been like before she'd found him camping and ended up talking to him. Kouta hadn't wanted to talk much about his family, but he was nice and a hard worker.
Now that he was talking to both his brothers, she didn't want him to stop. After all, they were related by blood, and she wasn't. Even if she'd always regard him as an adoptive little brother, she didn't want him to lose what he had just because he could be just as stubborn as he was hard-working.