( Talking calmly like always, Suguru meticulously pulls the food out of the bag with a pleased idle smile. The food smelled great, and it wasn't often that Suguru ventured into the center of the city for a meal- it took too long, and the rush hour of lunch made it practically impossible to get anything before their next lesson or mission. But Satoru had every tool to avoid such a lag- knowing where to go, at what time, and being able to tell if it would be busy or not before even stepping onto the street.
Plus, Satoru couldn't stay away from those bakeries for long.)
I'll go with you next time. mm, my treat. ( It's a promise. Slowly crossing his legs, he sits up fully to inspect the meal- then he pauses, eyes venturing over to watch Satoru lull in front of him-) ... did you eat regular food yet? Satoru? ( He asks, offering one of the takoyaki skewers.)
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( Talking calmly like always, Suguru meticulously pulls the food out of the bag with a pleased idle smile. The food smelled great, and it wasn't often that Suguru ventured into the center of the city for a meal- it took too long, and the rush hour of lunch made it practically impossible to get anything before their next lesson or mission.
But Satoru had every tool to avoid such a lag- knowing where to go, at what time, and being able to tell if it would be busy or not before even stepping onto the street.
Plus, Satoru couldn't stay away from those bakeries for long.)
I'll go with you next time. mm, my treat. ( It's a promise. Slowly crossing his legs, he sits up fully to inspect the meal- then he pauses, eyes venturing over to watch Satoru lull in front of him-) ... did you eat regular food yet? Satoru? ( He asks, offering one of the takoyaki skewers.)