[ They make quite the pair: Aerith in her graceful dress and Minato still clad in his school uniform. He didn't have the chance to stop by home to change, not when heading home meant crossing paths with Sha-Ming. It's impossible to hide things from his brother. If he'd bumped into Sha-Ming, there's no way Minato would've been able to wiggle out of telling him his evening plans.
Which also meant it was incredibly obvious Minato's entry into the casino was an inside job. There's no way security would have let him through. Given his uniform, he wouldn't have been able to try and lie about his age.
In any event, Minato's content to let Aerith "handle" Sha-Ming. She's got a knack for Matrix dodging all his needling. At the very least, Minato thinks she's way better at it than him. And it's not like he can hear anything Sha-Ming's saying. His headphones sit on top of his ears, music drowning out everything his older brother says. He does see the merciless gaze, but instead of apologizing, Minato raises a hand in a lukewarm wave. He steps in after Aerith, taking one of the seats at the table.
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Which also meant it was incredibly obvious Minato's entry into the casino was an inside job. There's no way security would have let him through. Given his uniform, he wouldn't have been able to try and lie about his age.
In any event, Minato's content to let Aerith "handle" Sha-Ming. She's got a knack for Matrix dodging all his needling. At the very least, Minato thinks she's way better at it than him. And it's not like he can hear anything Sha-Ming's saying. His headphones sit on top of his ears, music drowning out everything his older brother says. He does see the merciless gaze, but instead of apologizing, Minato raises a hand in a lukewarm wave. He steps in after Aerith, taking one of the seats at the table.
He's home now. Isn't that what matters? ]