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Hiroaki sat back down next to Asami-chan. Hirotaka couldn’t be happier. His two favorite pupils eating dinner with him. Too many things to tease, so little time. Now, where to start…

“So…Hiroaki, when do you plan to propose to Asami-chan? Your mother and I want grandchildren to spoil.”

Nothing sweeter than the tantalizing taste of chaos. He smirked to himself, but outwardly kept a deadly serious expression. Asami-chan choked on her wine, glaring at him. Hiroaki just blushed.

“Otou-san!”

Hirotaka glanced between the two of them.

“Your right that was wrong of me.” He regarded Asami-chan. “Asami-chan, when do you plan to propose?”

More glaring and spluttering. How cute!

“I understand if you don’t want to do it now, I mean you have a career to worry about, so we’re fine with waiting a few more years.”

Uh oh. She was blushing an unbecoming scarlet.

“Otou-san! How many times do Asami and I need to tell you, we aren’t dating!”

One dost protest too much. Time for the puppy eyes.

“But why not? When you were five, you always said that you’d grow up and marry Asami-chan. I recall Asami-chan saying Hiroaki would be her prince charming, and that she would never accept anything less.”

Hirotaka squeezed his eyes shut when he felt the cold, wet sensation splash him. Asami-chan had dumped her wine on him. He faltered for a napkin, wiping the liquid from his eyes. Hiroaki was looking nervously between the two of them. Asami-chan was perfectly posed, arms crossed and legs crossed.

“Just for that, you will be paying for dinner tonight, Hirotaka-baka. Order whatever you would like Hiroaki.”

Hiroaki sweat dropped. Hirotaka grinned. He couldn’t ask for anyone better for his son. Then again, he did love a feisty woman.