2026-11-02: Mother Knows Best
- Cutscene: Mother Knows Best
- Cast: Ryuji Sakamoto
- Where: Kinshicho, Tokyo
- OOC Date: 2026/11/02
- IC Date: 2013-02
- Summary: Ryuji's mother comforts her son after a breakup.
The apartment in Kinshicho is quiet as Ryuji enters. It was a hard day...It was going to be a hard for a long time. At least work was kind enough to give Ryuji a few days off to figure it out. His job at the model store didn't need their security looking like he was getting soft and the Butler cafe was just concerned and sympathetic enough to give him a few days. He sighs as he removes his sunglasses, looking around the apartment before heading into the kitchen with a sigh. Just one moment at a time. Exactly like anything else.
Ryuji opens the door the fridge, immediately grabbing his water bottle before just staring into the open ice box with a vacant expression. He doesn't see any food he wants...He shuts the door with a sigh.
From behind the door, a solitary voice finally makes themselves known. "Ryu-kun" Ryuji's mother takes a drag of her cigarette as she looks over her son with a concerned expression.
Ryuji looks over to his mother with a forced smile. "You scared me, mom."
"I live here too you know...You ok?" The woman raises her brow despite knowing exactly what this was. She could see it from a mile away and while she wanted to give the cause a piece of her mind, it didn't ultimately matter like comforting her son.
The boy says nothing as he just hugs his mom, feeling tears run down his face. He lets go even more when his mother held him softly, placing her cigarette off to the side as she embraced her son.
"Oh hun. You finally felt the sting of first love." She smiles as she looks at Ryuji, stroking his hair. "Look at my little man."
"Tch. The problem is I'm not a--"
"Oh, please. You're standing up. You aren't laying in bed. Just because some girl tramples over your heart, doesn't mean you're some kid. I met a thousand tough guys who'd be blubberin louder than the little girl who lives downstairs. Yet here you are: going out and trying to move. I didn't even need to tell you that trick."
"I feel terrible." Ryuji leans against his mother, sobbing softly.
"Heh, yeah. It's gonna like that for awhile but you're my boy and you're gonna get back up and meet this pain head on. Just like I did so many times before you." Ryuji's mother looks up at her son, stroking the back of his hair. She sighs as she thinks about the girl in question. While she wasn't particularly thrilled with her, Ryuji's mother saw the writing on the wall from a while away. Too ships passing in the night, drifting in two directions.
"Hey, Mom..." Ryuji looks down at his mother, frowning as he scratches the back of his head.
"Hmmm?" Her train of thought lost, she looks back to her son. "You want me to wipe up your favorite for dinner?"
"I really loved her. I thought nothing could touch us and it just all went to hell...I.. Did this ever happen with you?" Ryuji looks off to the side.
"Heh..Go sit down at the table and I'll tell you about my high school days, sweetheart." She lets Ryuji go and reaches for her cigarette, taking a long drag as she ties her hair back. "You know I haven't seen you cry like this since you fell down at the zoo--"
"Mom! Come on! Punching a guy while he's down is like---the worst." Ryuji sighs, sitting at the table as he watches his mom start to prepare to make dinner. Just like it was supposed to be. Funny how nothing else felt like that.
"Oh you'll live. Hmmm" She turned to look back at Ryuji, beginning to work on the meal. She could see that her son was fretting over a closed door when there were so many open still. Not as many he had in the beginning but still many more than she might've had. In that, the girl had her thanks.
Even if the current way she left Ryuji wasn't idea. He would grow into the sort of man that his mother could be proud of. Which was why she said what came next.
Ryuji's mother looked toward her son. "You know when I was your age, I had the road to comfort me when my heart was broken. I think I'm going to look some of my girls up and see if we can track down Hanashobu. You have some money right?"
Ryuji, who was mostly just listen, looked up. "Eh? Yeah. I have a little. Do we need some for the household or something?"
His mother pressed her lips together as she began to handle the chicken from the fridge. "No. We're fine. I just mean I'm going to check on buying something back for you. It won't be pretty but Hanashobu was a big part of my youth and I think it's time you stood on your two feet."
"The hell is Hanashou? You getting me into flowers?...Mom, I--thats not really my style. Plus I got no girl-"
"Hush. Just let your mom take care of you for the first time in awhile...Hanashobu will serve you well. Just let me find her."
"Uh, sure..."