“O-of course…” He wasn’t about to squander how weirdly permissive the Kageyama’s were. There was a laundromat not far from the office. He wondered if he claim it as a business expense on his taxes.

When they finished their tea, Reigen rose to check his things hanging on the coat rack—dry enough. He peered out the front door and held his breath. “…Ah! The rain’s stopped.”