"Hey, I'd look great doing those variety shows! And I would make an excellent trophy husband!" Kise said, puffing himself up and grinning. "I just have to find a rich husband, and luckily we already know one rich guy who likes guys." He takes a sip of his shake. "And Midorimacchi's going to be a doctor, so I guess I could seduce him too, but... no." She gave a dramatic shudder. "Midorimacchi would kill me during the honeymoon, or I'd kill him. Akashicchi's the better choice. Better looking, better manners, and I like guys shorter than me."

He hummed thoughtfully. It wouldn't be a bad life. Though Akashi probably wouldn't think about marriage until he was, like, old. Like thirty-something. And Kies wanted to be in love with whoever he married, if he was a trophy husband or not.

"I don't doubt that. I'm looking forward to it. I know Akashicchi and Midorimacchi probably won't, though I wish they would, and who knows what Murasakibaracchi will do. You'll try, too, right?"