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荒垣 真次郎 • aragaki shinjirō ([personal profile] ax) wrote2017-09-24 07:07 pm
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[personal profile] tricksune 2017-09-26 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ The almost bashful response goes over his head beyond a puzzled look at Shinji's back as he turns—surely a good meal deserved its just desserts of praise? Maybe he'd phrased it poorly...? In any case, Shinjiro does get a little bit of reprieve and blissful silence as he polishes off more of the food, too enraptured with his meal to pick conversation back up right away.

But alas, the quiet isn't meant to last. He pushes a bit of rice around as he calls back to Shinji to get his attention; he isn't even the chattiest sort most of the time, but this is a fellow artisan, a crafter of fine foods. It's always nice to be around other creative types, especially when it's a happy accident. ]


Ah, chef— [ he gestures with his spoon ] I was so caught up in the flavor that I forgot to ask what these dishes actually are.
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[personal profile] tricksune 2017-09-30 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah.

He looks like he's been dealt a blow, which is way more dramatic than the situation calls for, but—such is the cost of his treason. When he finds them, his words are weaker than before. ]


Never... in this state. [ That is to say, dead. So very dead. Tragically: ] I had no idea they would be so delicious...

[ And yet, letting such a good meal go to waste was its own sort of sacrilege. After another moment of respectful mourning, Yusuke collects himself, nodding resolutely, largely to convince himself. ]

I should respect their sacrifice. You have prepared them most respectfully— [ Another realization strikes. ] I never did catch your name.