_{[ As soon as the meal is set out before him, Akira grins wildly, his set of fangs poking through his mouth as he rubs his hands greedily together. He almost digs right in but pauses to give thanks for the meal.. then he goes right to it. Of course, he’s picking at all of the meat in the hot pot first, avoiding all the healthy stuff. The juice gets ignored as he reaches for the wine. He’s not ever had wine before, but he’s had beer and liquor before. Alcohol is perfect cause he’s feeling very shitty about himself right now. The glass is poured (just gonna assume that Yuuji at least uncorked it) and he swallows his first bite, already seeming in a better mood. ]}

I have to, Itadori-kun. I sacrificed myself to save others, so there is no other reason for me to not.

If I do not save others, my existence is meaningless.

_{[ Finally, he reaches for his glass of wine and tentatively sniffs it, making a small face before ripping the glass back and trying it. It’s not bad, but he prefers something else. ]}