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Uzu sighed as he watched his wife watch her sister. She was right, Satsuki was lonely, and it was making his wife unhappy.
And his friend.
But mainly his wife.
How could a woman as smart as his general be so clueless. She had gotten Gamagoori to admit that he wanted to date Mako. She had gotten out of her mother’s base by sharpening her toenail . She had convinced him to propose. She was a smart business woman.
So how was she so clueless?
“Satsuki…” He sighed as his wife left the room.
“Brother.”
“When are you going to find someone?”
“I do not have the time for a relationship.” Satsuki sipped her tea.
“But what about-”
“I am not having this conversation.” She clinked her cup down into the saucer with some force.
“Just remember, part of moving past the war is finding someone to return home to at night.” He sighed. “You told me that.”
And he went to help Ryuuko in the kitchen.
“She’s completely unhappy.” Ryuuko sighed.
“I know.” Uzu wrapped an arm around his wife’s shoulder and kissed her temple.
“And Iori-”
“Is being just as stubborn as she is.”
“What if we get Mitsuzō to tell them that there’s an arranged marriage between them. They would believe that!”
“But is that really how you want to do things?”
“No.” Ryuuko sighed. “I just hate seeing her so lonely.”
“We all do, Ryuu. Now, are you sure you should be caring that?” He took the tea tray from her arms.
“I can carry cookies, you monkey.” She kissed him and took the tray back.
“But I’m your monkey. Forever .”
“Gross.”
“Thanks.”
She laughed and left the kitchen.
~ Kill La Kill ~
“Iori, I need you to make something.” Uzu smiled. The mask was gone, but he was still the same tailor as always.
“And that would be?”
“A shirt for Satuski. A plain cotton shirt that has ‘future aunt’ written on it.”
Iori froze. “Congradulations.”
Uzu smiled. “Thank you.” He swallowed. “So when are you going to ask her out?”
“Who?”
“My sister.”
Iori spit out his water. “What?”
“When are you going to ask out Satsuki?”
“Never. Because she isn’t interested. The shirt will be ready in half an hour.” Iori put on his mask. “Now go!”