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Two more days.
Two days left of being who I want to be and doing what I want to do.
It's ironic. I left home so that I could avoid all the responsibility that being born a noble forced on me. Going to college, taking business classes, attending formal social events, taking over Dad's brokerage firm...
And yet. Here I am. I ended up in college after all, of my own will and for the improvement of my own business. Instead of the botany and chemistry classes I'd planned to take next term, I've scheduled myself for business classes. This is not entirely a bad thing. As a business owner myself, I probably should take some business classes, really.
But helping Mi-chan get what she wants means I have to do the rest of it. I have to act, dress, speak, and behave...like a noble. I have to go to all those stuffy parties -- okay, so I went to one in the fall, but that was different. Nobody had to know it was me, and since we all wore masks, it didn't matter how I acted -- and I have to play the part of a good, dutiful son. And unless I think of another plan...I'm going to have to take over Dad's firm. Only for a little while, until I can sign it over to Miyuki, but still.
.......Aaaaaaand knowing Mom, since I'm coming home and I intend to convince them that I've finally "outgrown my willful, juvenile ways", she's probably going to start trying to arrange opportunities for me to meet the eligible noblewomen.... I am seriously debating telling them that even though I'm doing all this, their only source of potential grandbabies is Miyuki. I'll probably have to be blunt, too, and tell them flat out: "I'm not going to marry anyone, and I'm not having babies, because girls gross me out and I like having sex with other men." I wonder how wise that will be...................
Ugh. I don't want to leave. I love my home. I love the simplicity of it, even if my bedroom is a little...well. Is a LOT decadent, by commoner standards (and completely normal by noble standards). I love my yard and my garden, my small greenhouse and my shed...I love my shop and the customers, and the wonderful little old ladies that like to bring me food~ I love the friends I have made here. I love doing my own grocery shopping, even if I don't really know how to cook. I love the festivals here and how all you non-nobles really know how to have fun and how to respect people and I love how you live each day to the fullest, making the most of it instead of sitting around all day and making people do everything for you. Never let any negative things nobles call you get to your hearts (I doubt most of you will, but I'm going to say it anyway). Remember that you are a strong, wonderful group of people, and that I respect the lot of you more than I respect the whole of the noble population.
...Okay. On that note, it sounds a little like I'm never coming back. Don't worry! I am! I just....don't know how long it will take before I can be back completely, like I want to be. ♥
(ooc: Strike = scribbled out)
Two days left of being who I want to be and doing what I want to do.
It's ironic. I left home so that I could avoid all the responsibility that being born a noble forced on me. Going to college, taking business classes, attending formal social events, taking over Dad's brokerage firm...
And yet. Here I am. I ended up in college after all, of my own will and for the improvement of my own business. Instead of the botany and chemistry classes I'd planned to take next term, I've scheduled myself for business classes. This is not entirely a bad thing. As a business owner myself, I probably should take some business classes, really.
But helping Mi-chan get what she wants means I have to do the rest of it. I have to act, dress, speak, and behave...like a noble. I have to go to all those stuffy parties -- okay, so I went to one in the fall, but that was different. Nobody had to know it was me, and since we all wore masks, it didn't matter how I acted -- and I have to play the part of a good, dutiful son. And unless I think of another plan...I'm going to have to take over Dad's firm. Only for a little while, until I can sign it over to Miyuki, but still.
.......Aaaaaaand knowing Mom, since I'm coming home and I intend to convince them that I've finally "outgrown my willful, juvenile ways", she's probably going to start trying to arrange opportunities for me to meet the eligible noblewomen.... I am seriously debating telling them that even though I'm doing all this, their only source of potential grandbabies is Miyuki. I'll probably have to be blunt, too, and tell them flat out: "I'm not going to marry anyone, and I'm not having babies, because girls gross me out and I like having sex with other men." I wonder how wise that will be...................
Ugh. I don't want to leave. I love my home. I love the simplicity of it, even if my bedroom is a little...well. Is a LOT decadent, by commoner standards (and completely normal by noble standards). I love my yard and my garden, my small greenhouse and my shed...I love my shop and the customers, and the wonderful little old ladies that like to bring me food~ I love the friends I have made here. I love doing my own grocery shopping, even if I don't really know how to cook. I love the festivals here and how all you non-nobles really know how to have fun and how to respect people and I love how you live each day to the fullest, making the most of it instead of sitting around all day and making people do everything for you. Never let any negative things nobles call you get to your hearts (I doubt most of you will, but I'm going to say it anyway). Remember that you are a strong, wonderful group of people, and that I respect the lot of you more than I respect the whole of the noble population.
...Okay. On that note, it sounds a little like I'm never coming back. Don't worry! I am! I just....don't know how long it will take before I can be back completely, like I want to be. ♥
(ooc: Strike = scribbled out)