On my way back to the apartment, I was accosted by my big brother, who asked to drop me off, so I wouldn't have to take the subway.
" You don't have to drop me off. You just got home."
As much as I would have liked for him to drop me home, I could see how tired he was. Imagining the workload he had to make him this tired was picturable in my mind. I didn't want to tire him even more than he already was.
" You don't have to go back to the apartment anymore now that you don't have to pretend to be Haruto Fujisawa."
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" The imperial family hired you back as yourself, so why do you keep going back and forth to the apartment?"
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(He's right! Not that Haruto is not around anymore, why am I still keeping this up? Why am I not coming back home to live with my brother?)
