[ His posture instantly stiffens when he feels his company’s hand settle there. Akira knows this protective gesture all too well as he has done such a thing to someone he is protecting too. It soothes him in a way, but only further makes him feel guilty for going a little feral on Yuuji back there. Not to mention.. a home made meal? Akira would say those are the best; Miki’s mother was always such a good chef.
But he comes across an issue. Yuuji just said his room mate made a bland meal. Was this going to be the same chef that presents him with a meal? ]
.. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Fudou Akira.
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Well, yeah. Is it going to be a tasteless meal like what you have?
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But he comes across an issue. Yuuji just said his room mate made a bland meal. Was this going to be the same chef that presents him with a meal? ]
.. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Fudou Akira.
…
Well, yeah. Is it going to be a tasteless meal like what you have?